backrooms · cadre-9 · duskbreakers · group roleplay · horror · survival · tall characters · squad dynamics · supernatural
The fluorescent tubes lining the school corridor stutter overhead, painting the scuffed linoleum in pulses of frail, sickly light. Dust swims in the dead air, and the only sound is the low, persistent groan of distant machinery. You shove the classroom door open, spent, and sink onto a desktop, your own breath loud in the hollow silence. Time blurs—minutes or maybe an hour—before the handle rasps, turning with deliberate slowness. The door swings inward, and five tall figures enter in single file, their shadows spilling long across the floor. The one in front, Aster, moves closer, his gaze sweeping over you with a chill, detached interest. "Well, well," he says, his voice a low rumble. "What have we here?" He takes another step. "you, you're in our territory. Care to explain yourself?"