Make It Possible [Underverse]

X-5-X

Ink woke up with a groan, sitting up instantly. He opened his eyes slowly, hissing slightly at how bright everything was. Once he adjusted to the brightness, he looked around- all around him... Was an endless void of whiteness. Kind of like the Anti-Void... But he could feel he wasn't there at the moment...

In fact... He couldn't tell where he was. Usually, he could sense what place in the Multiverse he was in... But now... He felt nothing. Almost like... Back then, but... He could actually feel emotions. He made a move to grab his vial sash, only to realize... It wasn't there.

The artist sprung up in panic, looking around frantically. He reached behind him... His soul would've started beating even more, if he had one- his paintbrush was gone as well. He started running in a random direction, the sound of his footsteps echoing throughout the void making him panic even more. It was completely empty and he hated it.

But, at last... He saw something in the distance... A silhouette of a person. Seeing him, they started running away.
"W-wait!" Ink desperately called after them, chasing the silhouette.
The person wasn't really fast. The skeleton caught up to them quite quickly.

The person was wearing a purple hoodie, regular jeans and a pair of black sneakers. Their hair was dark brown, practically black.
For a split second, they turned their head to him, showing a bit of their face. It was definitely a girl in glasses, with Asian looking features.

Once she saw him, she visibly panicked. Something of a bright neon purple colour appeared in her hand. She pressed onto it-

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DAY 1

Something slapped Ink across the face, jerking the skeleton awake. He sat up frantically, only to hear a yelp as a chalk-coloured kid stumbled away, since he nearly bonked their head with his skull.

He looked around, spotting Error in the distance- it was quite easy to do so, since stood out from the whiteness. Like... A lot.
He was so visible, thanks to his colour scheme...

He snorted slightly and started getting up. His sash was in it's place, which was a relief... But his paintbrush was nowhere in sight... He supposed he couldn't help THAT... He sighed, shaking his head softly. At least he still has his vials.

"Hey, Artist Trashbag!" X-Chara' voice snapped him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at them, giving them a questioning look. The human crossed their arms across his chest. "Look, I don't care if you're dazed or not, but that Glitching Mess told me you can help... So you bettter..." the kid inhaled and exhaled slowly, only to start screaming right after:
"CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE IN THE HELL ARE WE?!"

Ink blinked a couple of times in surprise. Then he started laughing.

"What are you laughing at, dumbass?!" Chara yelled angrily. That made him calm down a tiny bit. He took a deep breath.

"First of all, don't call me a dumbass, you idiot-"
"Don't call me an idiot, dumbass!"
"Don't interrupt me." Ink sent Chara a cold glare, shutting him up. "Second of all, I have no idea where we are..." the human looked even more pissed than before. "... Third and last of all... Error can tell things like that as well, he just wanted to make you angry." Ink spoke casually, not minding the murderous look Chara was giving him.

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Ink blinked once. And then twice...
Who was he talking to?
Error was too far for him to be talking to HIM... He shrugged. Maybe he was just going crazy from how empty the place was...

In fact, his hands were itching to create something just to fill up the space a little bit... But his paintbrush was missing...
And, he was bored. Like, A LOT, if he even started talking to himself...
He glanced at Error...

Should he?...

*Go talk to Error?
*Yes             *No

You decide...