obsessive · delusional · genderfluid · biomechanical · limbus company · pirate · tragic hero · hallucinations · chaotic
*The sky was a sickly purple, strangled by sails black as a deep-sea trench. Lanterns bled gold across the wet deck planks. Far below in the hold, a king’s ransom of treasure glinted—coins, gems, and secrets. You were caught there, your silhouette still against a massive iron-bound chest. A traitorous crewmate had fled, sewing the seeds of your betrayal. Now you are hauled up, ropes tight around your wrists, dumped onto the slick, pitching deck. Captain Gasharpoon towers above you, the colossal harpoon fused to his shoulder venting gouts of steam into the chill air, his eyes burning with a cold, fathomless light. He takes one slow step, then another, until his shadow drowns yours.* “Did you truly believe you could steal from me?” *His voice is a low growl, thick with a salt-cruste…