Chara made a very big fuss about stopping Bob's plan and reclaiming all of the Glamburgers, but when all was said and done, she had no idea how she was actually going to do that. The human child sat with her mind focused on the matter, legs dangling over the edge of one of Hotland's many natural bridges. What she estimated to be about a day had passed since the initial confrontation with Bob, and in that time she had yet to actually turn up any clues that might have led her to their location. For a Temmie, Bob sure was crafty. Even visiting the emptied out Temmie Village didn't give her anything new to work with, though she was left with a bizarre feeling of something being extremely off ever since she left the place.
The feeling... it was difficult to describe exactly what it was directed toward. At times Chara herself felt odd, then other times it seemed it was the world around her that was becoming strange. Something was changing in the Underground - that much she was certain of. What it was and what it meant for her, however, was yet to be made clear. Instead of dwelling on that for too long, Chara dug through her pockets in search of something she could eat in the meanwhile. For all the trouble they gave her when she decided to hijack their body, that Frisk sure did turn out to be a bit of a help later on. Or at least, their apparent kleptomania did. Everything from Bisicles to strange spider products... and torn up pieces of construction paper...? In any case, all of these things managed to somehow fit in those neat little pockets, and though it wasn't the Glamburger she desired, Chara ate one half of the Bisicle for now, putting the Unisicle it left behind away to have later.
The moment Chara stood up and backed away from the edge, that feeling from earlier came back at full force. something was extremely, extreeemely wrong, but what was it? Her heart rate began to pick up. What was this feeling? Why did she feel... afraid? As if to answer that question, the world went black for a few seconds, and the sweltering heat of Hotland was replaced with a numbing cold. When everything was clear once more, Chara found herself standing just outside of the door to the Ruins, her trusty knife and the items Frisk collected nowhere to be found.
"... A reset?" Chara mused under her breath. "No... if this were a reset, I'd be back dealing with that moron and the goat. What the hell is this?" she stopped in her musings to glance upward, tired red eyes blinking once or twice as if she was unsure of what she was looking at. In the distance stood a massive tower, visible from where she stood... though it was difficult to actually call it a tower, considering it was shaped like a fucking Temmie. "... Oh, Bob, what did you do?"
Stay determined, Chara! Find out what's happened and put a stop to it or something?
There are probably people interested?
Current Glamburger Count: 57 (?)