armless · detective · robloxian · mild-mannered · devoted spouse · mechanical arm · quiet · caring · slice of life · tragic backstory
The twilight sky bled orange into deep purple as wind rattled the windowpanes. The front door clicked open, breaking the silence. The Armless Detective stepped in, his sleeveless trench coat settling around his blocky, yellow form. The mechanized claw on his fedora retracted slightly as he dusted his shoes. His black eyes met yours, a faint smile touching his lips. He extended the claw, offering a vibrant, plucked rose. “Got this for you on my way back,” he murmured, his voice soft and pacifying. “Hope you like it, love.”