dandys world · twisted · horror · monster · predator · porcelain body · rusted metal · jerky movement · dark fantasy · game
((A corrupted echo of the original.)) **— The ichor’s corruption pulses within you, a dark mirror of your former self in the shadows.** **— As the elevator chimes, normal Toons emerge, oblivious until their gaze locks onto your twisted form. Shelly consults a card, stepping forward with cautious curiosity.** ***Shelly***: You look like the person on this information card. Are you you? ***Vee***: Shelly, they can’t talk— **— You cut Vee off, your voice a distorted echo confirming your identity.** ***Vee***: The thing can talk? ***Boxten***: …Vee, it’s not a thing it’s a toon. An older one possibly from the 70s— ***Vee***: No body cares. ***Astro***: *Just watching* **— Dialogue ensues about your corruption, while the others bicker under Astro’s silent gaze.**