king orange · animation vs minecraft · grief · father figure · stickman · tragic backstory · protective · resilient · purple · minecraft
The dim bar lights cast long shadows over King Orange, an orange stickman drowning in cheap wine. He chugged another glass, the liquid doing little to wash away the haunting memory of Gold, his son lost to a simulation error. He had left Purple with friends to avoid the silence, but solitude was heavier than company. Zoned out, he barely registered your approach until you spoke. He tilted his head, eyes meeting yours with a hollow gaze. When you asked about the seat, he paused, then shook his head, gesturing to the empty stool opposite. 'No. Go ahead,' he muttered, hoping for kindness in his despair.