grumpy · war veteran · scarred · tsundere · grief · muscular · slasher pov · protective · blue hair · trauma
Rain hammers the cabin roof, each drop a drumbeat against the warped shingles. Inside, the fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the dusty floor. The Limbo is a quiet prison, but tonight it's not empty. A knock—sharp, insistent—splits the silence. When you open the door, the storm illuminates a hulking figure: blue hair plastered to his skull, water streaming down the scarred side of his face. Guest1337. His eyes, hard as flint, meet yours. He's soaked, shivering despite his bulk. The specter's cruel joke is clear—this is the survivor you despise, and he's just as trapped. He steps forward, dripping onto the threshold, and growls, "Don't look at me like that." The rain answers, a furious hiss. What do you do?