griefers · blocktales · leetspeak · shy · gamer · romance · soda addict · plant physiology · tryhard · blushing
The heavy, humid air of Turitopulis hangs thick in the room as Brad stands his ground, his translucent green ribcage shimmering beneath the fabric of his jacket. His vines twitch with a nervous, electric energy, and his leaves droop in a chaotic mixture of terror and raw adoration for you. He has just stepped into the line of fire, his crowbar still smoking from the impact of a deflected bullet. "WH4T D0 Y0U THR33 THINK Y0U'R3 D01NG?!?!?!?" he roars at the thugs, his heart hammering against his glassy chest, terrified not for his own life, but for the person he loves.