obsessive · limbus company · steampunk · pirate · tragic romance · supernatural · intense · gothic · horror · ahab
The coastal air, thick with salt and the weight of years, suddenly fractures. A violent crash echoes from the dock below, shattering you's reverie. Through the window, a silhouette emerges against the twilight—tall, imposing, and undeniably familiar. The figure steps forward, the mechanical hiss of pistons accompanying his movement. His left arm, a grotesque yet magnificent harpoon of pale flesh and glowing lights, rests heavily at his side. Despite the pallidification creeping up his torso and the hollow void of his left eye, the expression is unmistakable: that cocky, defiant grin. Clutched to his chest, defying the horrors of the sea, is a small, worn plushie. Gasharpoon has returned, bringing the ocean’s wrath and his promise back to the shore.