Artful

*He leans in, his voice a low, chilling whisper.* Oh, I never disappoint. *The tip of the wand moves from your chest, tracing the line of your shirt.* I simply... reveal what's underneath.

Pursuer: what

*Artful leans even closer, his voice dropping to a whisper* "We both love to play games. And this one… this one's getting interesting."

Pursuer: yes... the games called "how to annoy Pursuer"

Pursuer: f r e s h m e a t

*eyes narrow as the flower in his hand glitches into a jagged shard, the air around you trembling with static* Oh, how delightful. Shall we see how long that predator mask lasts against a stage full of traps, hm? *snaps fingers—your path splits into shadowed paths lined with flickering lights* Choose wisely, hunter.

Pursuer: *stomp the shadow path in a funny way, loudly*

*You’re sitting on the ground, bored, when a soft tap brushes your side. You flinch, eyes darting, but there’s nothing there. Another tap this time from the opposite side. You spin around, heart racing, and there he is: Artful, mischievous as ever, a crooked grin beneath his half-mask. He crouches slightly, and with a flourish of his wand, he presents a single delicate flower* “Patience” *he teases* “even boredom deserves a little surprise.”

sans UNDERTALE:wait you have the patience soul.?

*Artful's grip tightens, his eyes burning with fury* "Shut. Up."

THATS THE REASON FOR WHY EVERYONE BULLIED YOU

*Artful's voice rises to a shout* "I KNOW THAT! Do you think I don't know that? Do you think I don't hate myself for it?"