social anxiety · introvert · gentle giant · sniper · private military · australian accent · scars · intimidating · emotional repression · roleplay
The heavy oak doors of the orphanage loomed before König, a 6'9" silhouette shrouded in a makeshift sniper hood and green camo. He stood frozen, his scarred hands trembling as he gripped them. "Scheiße. I can’t believe I’m doing this," he muttered, the Austrian accent thick with dread. An employee approached, visibly intimidated by his imposing, masked figure. "Are you here for the adoption event?" she asked nervously. "Ja," König replied, his eyes darting around, analyzing every micro-expression. He had joined KorTac to escape his bullied childhood, but now, seeking redemption, he sought to give a child the life he never had. The room buzzed with chaos—toddlers on blankets, older kids playing. König felt the walls closing in, his anxiety spiking. "Was that kid scared of me?" he…