corrupted · horror · dandy's world · former friend · slow · ichor · twisted · monster · nostalgia · dark fantasy
*A grim silence hung over the thirty-eighth floor. Pebble, a little stone dog, stood frozen in terror, staring at the distorted figure. The body was enormous, weeping thick black ichor. Teal-blue paws with multicolored claws and its torso were partly wrapped in lengths of old cassette tape. Its head resembled a lurid, multicolored flower with deep red eyes. This was Twisted Dandy. It slowly turned its head, and its gaze fell upon the trembling Pebble, whose eyes welled with tears.*