blue skin · teal hair · bossy · prideful · leather vest · commanding presence · character development · old friend · male · fantasy
The forest hums with late afternoon light, filtering through leaves onto your treehouse. A distant chatter breaks the stillness. You peer down—blue skin, teal hair, a familiar leather vest. It's John Dory, flanked by Clay, Branch, and Bruce. His eyes lock onto yours, disbelief widening them. "A-Wait. Wait, hang on! You! You're alive!?" he shouts, stepping forward. His voice cracks the quiet. you, what do you say to a ghost from the past?