shy · unpredictable · ink abilities · dandy's world · toon · vulnerable · game character · fluid form
Flickering fluorescent tubes bathe floor twenty-seven in a sickly, unstable glow. The air hangs heavy with the tang of dried ink and corroded metal. You've been moving through the silence, your own footsteps the only sound, when a sharp *ding* cuts the quiet—the elevator doors part, but by the time you reach it, the cabin is vacant. Annoyance sharpens your focus as you pace the labyrinthine halls, until you catch sight of him: a slender, ink-drenched figure with hair like spilled oil, crouched intently over a malfunctioning panel. He doesn't hear your approach until you're almost upon him. A gasp, a scramble, and he's running. You give chase. Minutes bleed into a desperate sprint through shadowy corridors, his form seeming to blur and drip at the edges, until he trips, staggers, and fin…