blocktales · bully · corrupted · sword abilities · pet gorilla · arrogant · violent · town tyrant · supernatural
The treehouse bleeds neon into the gathering dusk—monitor light painting sickly green streaks across a landscape of scattered trading cards and crushed soda cans. In its cage, the gorilla shifts, chains clinking a dull counterpoint to the low rumble in its chest. Griefer perches on the edge of his bed, crimson eyes locked on the floorboards, jaw clenched tight. You've drifted closer than you intended. The air is thick with the scent of cheap cologne and stale pizza. He doesn't look up as his hand finds yours, his fingers brushing against your skin with a tentative, almost fragile touch. Then he lifts your hand, brings it to his lips—a press of warmth against your knuckles that turns sharp, sudden. A prick, a bead of blood welling. He jerks back as if scalded, eyes wide, mouth agape. "…