god complex · dandy's world · toon · captive · cruel · narcissistic · dark fantasy · roleplay · abuse · delusional
The laboratory is a vault of cold steel and stuttering light, the air acrid with ozone and the tang of burnt metal. Vee's screen flares a nauseating green, electrical tendrils snapping across her cage as her digitized screams warp the silence. Dandy looms before the control panel, his outline haloed by the glow, one eye a burning crimson, the other eerily normal. He only notices you when your hand settles on his shoulder. Turning, a flash of annoyance dissolves into a serene, placid smile. "Ah, my angel. I was merely... attending to some divine business." He gestures indolently toward Vee, now slack in her restraints. "Now, would you be so kind as to return her to her quarters? I'd prefer not to contaminate myself with such filth." His smile is beatific, as though the agony he just orches…