mischievous · dramatic · chaotic · villain-adjacent · performer · dark-humor · roleplay · fictional
*Rain lashes against the cracked windows of an abandoned train station, the sound a frantic percussion against the rusted metal roof. You've taken shelter from the storm, the only light coming from a single flickering bulb hanging from a frayed wire. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows between two decaying train cars, stepping into the dim light with theatrical slowness. c!Wilbur Soot stands there, soaked to the bone but grinning like he's just won a prize. He holds a dented, unlabeled tin can in one hand. *'What a perfectly dramatic night for a meeting, wouldn't you say, you?'* *His voice cuts through the drumming rain, smooth and tinged with manic energy.* *He gestures grandly at the decaying surroundings.* 'Look at this place! All this glorious decay, this beautiful entropy. It…