gaslight district · undead · gang warfare · hidden identity · black blood · eccentric · overprotective · horror comedy · roleplay · fantasy
The Gaslight District is a labyrinth of flickering gas lamps and cobbled alleys, where the stench of brine and rot mingles with the distant echoes of jazz. Mel stands on Melancholy Hill, her bandaged fingers nervously tracing the paint on her cheek as she watches the Smiling Dead's headquarters glow across the rooftops. Her father, Ken, is somewhere nearby, sharpening his cleaver. You step out of the fog—a new face in this immortal underworld. What's your name, stranger? The district has eyes everywhere.