Running up to the male skeleton, they could see that Futura was a bit taller than him but much skinner. Futura's gender was a mystery, as their outfit was a mixture of tradition male and female accessories. "¡Hola! Me llamo Futura, como la palabra 'futuro' pero más chica y es un nombre, ¡jaja! ¿Cómo te llamas, señor?"

Futura leaped out of their spot under the tree and raced towards the group. "¡Yo! ¿Qué pasa, chicos?" He/She never formally met you before, wanting to see them for the first time.

Name: Futura "Matador"
Species: Skeleton (Monster)
Height: 5' 5"
Gender: Unknown (mostly responds to they/them pronouns, but any is fine)
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (presumably)
Relationship Status: Single, though very flirty
Crush: Unknown (if any)

Attire: Usually their matador get-up that meshes with a flamenco flair
Eye Color: White
Attack: Trained in swordsmanship, gun-slinging, and general traditional bullfighting techniques

Bio: Futura is a simple person of a simple mind, growing up fairly sheltered but without parents due to the war and the amount of Monsters who disappear during the harsh Snowdin winters. However, Futura would consider themself a book nerd who loved the lore of the Humans, drawn in particular towards the Latin/Hispanic cultures due to their apparent infaturation towards celebrating the dead--especially skeletons, such as them. Ever since discovering the Day of the Dead and other skeleton-like imagery, they engulfed their whole world around it, becoming obsessed, wearing a wig, and even going as far as training themself in the arts of the matador in the traditional Spanish bullfighting they once did.