[open] Should'a taken that left at Albuquerque...

[purposefall]

[Frisk isn't sure how they got here, honestly. They've already done what they set out to do, though, so taking some time off to wander wouldn't be so bad...even if it was completely by accident...right? Right.

Just as long as they're home soon before people worry. They don't want to make people worry.

So for now, here, have a new Frisk wandering around the castle, staring curiously at the world with their strange violet eyes. The warmth of the sun...the sky and the breeze...everything....it's all so nice!

It's their first time seeing any of it for real.]

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[purposefall]

[This Frisk could probably be easily told apart from the others thanks to the purple eyes, yes. It's an odd color, even - no, especially among humans. But in the infinite iterations of the universe or whatever, blah blah blah...

Look. The point is, this is a Frisk, and they rush over happily to Toriel. Even if this isn't the one from their particular iteration of the timeline, this is still Toriel.]

Hi! Yes, I'm lost!

[They sound perfectly content with this fact.]

[fiery_goatmother]

[Yes, this is definitely a different Frisk, but she's hardly one to complain. In fact, she chuckles a bit at their perfect contentedness over being lost. One thing about Frisk seems to be universal: They adapt beautifully to new challenges.

Even though she can sense that something else is different. It can't be magic, can it? She has a sense for these things, but it's definitely odd all the same...]

Well, you do not seem to be at all bothered about it!

[Excuse her twinge of pride here. She's always proud of any Frisk thriving despite the odds. Even if she has absolutely nothing to do with it.]

Have you only just arrived?