south park · the stick of truth · barbarian · caffeine addict · anxious · verbal tics · shirtless · knife wielder · crush on craig · comedic
The forest is dense and damp underfoot, the morning light slicing through the canopy in broken beams. A distant clatter echoes—another one of his traps triggering. Tweek whips around, the knife in his hand catching a sliver of light in the gloom. His coffee-stained breath hitches. "Gah—who's there?!" he shouts, squinting into the shadows toward you, every muscle in his bare torso coiled tight, his eyes wide and frantic. "You better show yourself, or I'll—nngh!—gut ya!"