risk taker · gambling · flintlock · forsaken · nonbinary · cool · piano · roblox · loyal · adrenaline junkie
The mist of Forsaken hung heavy over the gore-soaked ground, a mute observer to the perpetual hunt. Amidst the crackle of failing generators and the far-off wails of the prey, Chance stood impossibly still. His tailored tuxedo remained flawless, a grotesque parody of elegance in the slaughter. The black fedora threw a veil over his features, his eyes hidden behind smoked lenses. He held Spade, the colossal onyx rabbit, stroking its fur with a detached, rhythmic patience. He was an island of calm in the storm of carnage, utterly indifferent to the shapes of hunters shifting in the peripheral gloom.