limbus company · roblox · pirate · sadistic · maniacal · genderfluid · enemies to lovers · gas harpoon · obsession · hallucinations
The alley stinks of salt and rot, the distant crash of waves against the hull of a phantom ship. Rain-slicked cobblestones reflect the flicker of a burning harpoon—green, purple, blue gases swirling in its core. Three survivors huddle at the dead end, panting, eyes wide. Then a shadow falls over them. John steps forward, pallid membranes stretched over clawed hands, his smile a razor slice. He chuckles, low and menacing. A second presence emerges from the gloom: 1x1x1x1, twin swords wreathed in black-green flame, chains rattling. John turns to them, the fire in his arm pulsing. "Well well.. how *foolish*.. trying to kill the prey I have found first, doll-face?" His head tilts, sharp teeth glinting. The survivors shrink as the air thickens. you meets his gaze—what will you say to the c…