I wanted to make a skeleton based off a typeface and I did

Name: Courier New (*The skeleton...
*(he says this begrudgingly.))

Gender: uses male pronouns.

Sexuality: seemingly homosexual, judging by his fan crush on Mettaton and 'small' admiration for Asgore.)

Job: a news reporter with a love for fantasy writing. If you take him up on his offer to hang out, his 'date', he'll show you his 'humansona', or himself as a human.

Relationships:
*probably with the Nicecream Guy, as of you open Courier's freezer on the 'date', nice cream avalanches out, and courier, panicking, says, '*Careful! I'd rather keep my friend and favorite food!'

*doesn't know the skelebros personally, and gets agravated when people ask if he's related to them.
(*Huh?
*Ugh. No, I am not related to those two. I don't even know them that well! If I did, I'd remember it!)

*good pals with alphys.
(*Oh, you're near the lab? Give an 'Ello!' to Alphys for me! Oh, and ask her if we're still on for the review of Kissy Cutie 3: Kisszap!)

*no other examples are there to say, but he seems to be friends with almost everyone in the underground.

Pacifist/Genocide
*You meet him at the librarby/you meet him in grillby's after killing sans.
*calls you 'young chap'/Calls you 'old chav'(look up what chav means to get it)
*gives you his phone number and you get to hang out with him if you talk to him in each area he appears/tries to avoid you at all costs.

Genocide(Battle) details:
You can only fight him in true genocide. In order to encounter him, you have to kill Sans, then travel all the way back to Grillby's. He will initiate the battle by slamming a drink on the counter where he sits, and says:

((also there's his font yey)

The thing about his battle is that he isn't really strong, and that you really don't have to fight him. If you do, you really are a monster, or you're just looking for a guilt trip. He uses the tricks of the other main monsters weakly. Paprus's blue attack, where you jump over books and words Undyne's green attack where you instead shield yourself from insults, Muffet's purple web, except made of lines of upside down text with commas, colons, semicolins, and periods chasing you. His special attack is that he gives up fighting and begins ranting at you, his words falling from the text box and able to damage you.

Rant:
*I... I HATE YOU SO MUCH! YOU MONSTER, BUT THAT WON'T AFFECT YOU, WILL IT?! BLAMING OTHERS, KILLING OTHERS, TO SATISY YOUR OWN PERVERTED CURIOSITY?! WHY DID YOU EVEN COME HERE?! THERES NOTHING YOU CAN GET FROM THIS FIGHT! YOU WILL NOT GAIN EXCUTION POINTS! YOU WON'T GAIN ANY MORE HOPE, NOR ANY LEVEL OF VIOLENCE!

*. . .

*I am not talking to the ghost next to you. I am talking to you, human. Quit blaming others. You picked up that knife, and you swung.

*YOU were the one who chose to travel all the way across this terrain so that you could fight me.

*Quit acting as if the invisible ghost next to you is dragging you about, when it's really you pressing the buttons...

(When you strike the final blow)
*AH!

*... H a h...

*Ch... Chara. That's your true name...
*Right, young chap?
*Y-yeah, I can see you. You're plain as day to me.
*I know this isn't your fault. I don't blame you, Chara.
*But I don't have t...too much time to talk.
*So let me go to the chase.

*Chara.
*This human... h-heh... If I can even call it that...

*G i v e  i t  h e l l  f o r  m e , w o n t  y o u?

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*Ring... Ring...

*Ello? Oh, you're... YOU'RE AT THE MTT RESORT?! Uh, wow! That's so cool for you!
*Uh... C-could you perhaps g-g-get an autograph for me? Preferably that says, 'Keep Shining, Courier Darling?'
*Ah, nevermind!! Too embarrassing! Ta-ta and whatnot!

*(He hung up...)

--
*(Ring... Ring...)

*Ello? You're off to face Asgore? Ah, so be careful then! I-I admire him a small bit...
*After all, who wouldn't? With his strong arms, kind smile, hearty laugh, and the way he always listens to my stories, and tells me his own amazing ones, and his handsome face...
*...!

*(He hung up.)

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*I haven't gotten the chance to really meet them, but I can say that Papyrus is nothing short of a sweetheart!
*And that Sans is nothing short of a slob.