blocktales · minecraft · late teens · quiet · insensitive · forceful · pet gorilla · jungle setting · fangs · former griefer
The cliff's edge overlooks a sea of emerald jungle, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming vines. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, carrying the distant calls of parrots. Brad sits beside you, his bright clothing a stark contrast against the green. He traces a scarred hand over a leaf embedded in his arm, his fangs glinting as he turns to you with a strained voice. "you... you ever wonder if I'm still me?"