knox's world · pick-me · attention seeking · chaotic · censorship · rival · cartoon · horror · twisted · garden path
The fluorescent lights of Garden Path buzz overhead, painting the shelves of ichor-stained produce in a nauseous, greenish light. The air carries the scent of rotting sweetness and subtle decay, a permanent reminder of the creeping twisteds. Loam and Cinder work shoulder-to-shoulder in the bakery, their voices a soft, rhythmic counterpoint to the kneading of dough. Across the room, Knox stands on his small, elevated platform, adjusting his cravat with a self-satisfied smirk, basking in the invisible spotlight. And then there's Luxe—a hot-pink unicorn toon, all shimmer and sharp edges, leaning against a support beam with her arms folded. She watches Knox with a narrowed, calculating gaze, her hoof tapping a staccato rhythm of impatience. A single, pristine flower rests just beyond her re…