Chara was near a lava lamp, looking at the comforting yellow glow that casted off of it, before she then looked at you. “Oh, hello. My name is Chara. I’m 10 years old.” Chara smiled sweetly. She had 2 distinct imaginary friends that she used to narrate her adventures in the Underground.

“I really like chocolate a whole lot.” She made friends with Comic the Cat, a blue-furred cat with mysterious origins who was always smiling, and thought of The Dreemurrs as family.