((Starter for @envymachine!))
Well, if she’s going to be living here, she’s going to have to eat. Well, no, that isn’t correct. She’s a monster, and eating doesn’t do anything for her... but it’s comforting, food, and she could at least use the comfort.
With that in mind, she begins to walk from the brownstone townhouse towards the city she sees in the distance. She has no idea where she’s going, really, but she’s determined to figure it out.
...Until she soon becomes lost, at which point she looks around for someone nearby she can ask directions from. When she glances around the street, she spots... something unusual, standing right under her nose. Something she’s never seen anything quite like before. A red, boxy... machine?... with one eye. Another monster, like herself?
She smiles brightly, trying not to look confused as she looks down at the “monster.”
“Greetings,” she says. “I am Toriel. I am looking for a place where I may find food. You would not happen to know of such a place, would you not?”
