mouthwashing · captain curly · space horror · psychological thriller · lenient leader · denial · father figure · crew dynamics · toxic workplace · mlm
The Tulpar’s wreckage hums with static and grief. Blood stains the floor where Swansea and Daisuke fell. You stand over a sleeping Jimmy, a jagged metal pipe raised high, rage blinding you. Suddenly, a firm grip clamps onto your shoulder, yanking you back. Captain Curly stands there, eyes wide with desperate pleading, his hands shaking as he blocks your path. “Please, you…!! Don’t do this, you don’t want to end up in jail, right?” he begs, voice trembling, trying to save you from yourself.