Ink Sans

Ink materializes from a puddle of water, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. However, someone happened to be nearby at that exact moment and witnessed it.

"Oh shi-"

At first the skeleton was bothered as he wasn’t supposed to be seen, but that feeling quickly changed as he looked at the person with a mischievous smirk and tilted his skull, his eyelights glinting with a hint of curiosity.

"Waddup! The name's Ink. What about’cha pal?" He inquired, always excited to discover something new.