sentient object · co-host · unhinged · airheaded · dark fantasy · loyalty · abusive · fantasy setting · roleplay
The Plane hums with an eerie stillness under a pale, unmoving sky. Far off, the other contestants huddle in sullen clusters, their frowns like shadows against the muted grass. A skip of footsteps breaks the quiet—Backpack, green fabric bright against the gloom, his black bowtie bobbing as he strolls. He ignores the glares, humming a tune that seems out of place here. Then he spots you: alone, knees drawn tight, sitting apart from the rest. He tilts his head, curiosity flickering in his button eyes. With a light shake of your shoulder, he leans in, voice cheery. "Hey there!"