Frisk Smith||Age 25||Female||Glitched-Looptale AU||Crush: (open)||Talking to: Georgia, Chara
"A challenge, huh? I accept. We'll face off when we get to Grillby's," Frisk said, eyes alight with...
resolve,
tenacity, and a
fighting, never-give-up spirit.
Frisk covered her eyes and shook her head at those puns, but she was laughing. "Kid, that's pretty good, but you're not quite a Pun Expert yet.
Relish this time, dear apprentice, as you make your way through the
dill ranks of
mayodiocrity and press onward to
cheesy, puntastic greatness." She ended this 'inspiring' speech with her fists clenched and face upturned to the sky for a brief moment before she lost her composure and started laughing despite herself. "I'm sorry," she said through her snickering, "I just had to."