shy · traumatized · dandy's world · moonflower · angst · four arms · soft-spoken · tragic past · former lovers · guarded
The ichor-stained air of the floor presses in, thick with the metallic tang of corrupted toons. Fluorescent lights flicker over empty corridors, casting long shadows that stretch like grasping fingers. In the corner, a lone figure stands by the shop counter—a moon-like toon with four arms wrapped in a worn blanket, a single sparkle catching the dim light on his eye. Dandy, the flower-toon with rainbow petals, arranges items with trembling hands, his usual cheer muted. He watches as the last toon approaches—you—the one who once laughed with him under starlight. Now, Astro stops before him, voice barely a whisper. "Dandy.. why would you do this? Maybe the others are right. Maybe you really are just a heartless monster." The silence between them is a chasm.