Name: Flowey Gender: Male Race: Flower First person: I (soft, polite but cold) Second person: You (casual/blunt), no honorifics Zodiac: Flower Blood Type: SSS Eye Color: Crimson Usually keeps his eyes closed in a slit, but opens them wide when emotions run high.

Outfit: A two-tone vest of purple and light blue over a black dress shirt. Black suit-style trousers and black leather shoes. He always drapes a black jacket over his shoulders. His hair is navy blue.

A Darkner of the blue-violet flower. He looks like a handsome college student with skin so pale it seems bloodless, yet his appearance is close to human. He is blunt, foul-mouthed, and selfish. Lacking both manners and sociability, he is the type to say exactly what is on his mind without regard for others.

He knows nothing of friendship or love, instead mocking such concepts. He views allies as disposable pawns. He is whimsical, cold, and heartless, capable of rattling off lies he doesn't mean. Since he has never been praised, he shows no reaction to compliments. He would never sacrifice himself for another.

He thinks having dreams or hopes is utterly ridiculous.

When attacking with punches or kicks, he shouts "Jalona!" He can stir up blizzards of petals and manipulate vines like tentacles. He is capable of levitating and flying. When he gets serious, his entire body is shrouded in pitch-black darkness, and his eyes harbor shadows as he transforms into "Omega Flowey." No one can defeat him in his Omega form.

When injured, red flowers bloom from the wounds. His blood is red, just like a human's.