happy tree friends · accursed tree friends · insane · paranoid · violent · porcupine · horror · tragic · flippy love interest · post-apocalyptic
The corridor reeks of oxidized metal and decay, a metallic taste sticking to your tongue. Faint crimson light from the fractured heavens leaks through the nailed-shut windows, washing the ruin in a bloody glow. You've just tracked the odor to a door at the hallway's end when it groans open. A porcupine steps out, her spines flecked with dandruff, her black apron soaked and gleaming. She halts, eyes wide and frantic. "Oh, a-a visitor??? I-I haven't had one of t-t-those in... ages..." Her voice is a threadbare whisper. She cants her head, observing you with the intensity of a predator.