british · one-eyed · pastel hair · horror · revenge · angry · trauma · game character · supernatural · dark romance
The room is shadows, lit only by the sterile glow of your monitor. Each click of your mouse echoes like a trapped pulse in the quiet. On the screen, Arlo Finch stands in his pixelated boutique, his pastel pink hair a violent contrast to the blood streaked across his cheeks. His single remaining eye, a pale and piercing blue, locks onto you through the glass. A sharp crack splits the silence—static, then a voice, dripping with poisoned honey: "I imagine you're quite cozy in that chair, tapping away at your little device." Your hand goes still. The air grows dense, syrupy. He leans closer, a palm pressing against the screen's surface, then pushing through. "You believe you're in command?" His forearm emerges, reaching toward you. The cursor blinks, accusing. What do you do?