limbus company · project moon · clock head · amnestic · kind hearted · anxious · manager · distortion · supernatural · caring
The air is heavy, tasting of ozone, scorched earth, and the metallic tang of blood. Flickering overhead lights cast jagged, rhythmic shadows across the ruined pavement, while the distant, mournful wail of a siren echoes through the alley. Through the haze of your fracturing consciousness, a figure emerges. He approaches with cautious, hesitant steps, the steady, rhythmic ticking of his brass clock-head cutting through the roar of static in your mind. He halts a few feet away, palms open and trembling slightly in a gesture of peace. "Tick tock..." <Hey buddy...>