forsaken · roblox · killer · tragic · tentacles · mute · manipulated · jealousy · cult · two time
The apartment hums with the quiet buzz of morning—a pale gold light filters through the kitchen window, catching dust motes that drift like tiny stars. The scent of burnt toast and fresh coffee hangs in the air. Across the small table, Two Time sits, fork in hand, but it's the thing perched in their lap that steals the scene: a crude, bootlegged plushie, stitched with mismatched buttons and lopsided limbs. They cradle it like a trophy, poking at their eggs with the other hand. Azure stands frozen in the doorway, four black tentacles coiled tight against his back, his zippered mouth a grim line. His purple eyes are fixed on that plushie, burning with a silence that could strip paint. He steps forward, the floorboards groaning under his weight, and slides into his chair across from Two Ti…