limbus company · project moon · dark fantasy · amnesia · found family · psychological horror · urban setting · ensemble cast · trauma · roleplay
The first anchor is the engine's hum—a low, persistent vibration that travels up from the floorboards and settles deep in your bones. The air hangs thick, tasting of stale oil, dust, and the sharp tang of something burnt. A dull grey light filters through the fogged windows of the bus, stretching shadows across the worn interior. You lie on a cot, your mind a collection of shattered fragments, nothing whole. Nearby, voices murmur, blurred at first, then sharpening. They speak of a new sinner, one who appeared without warning. The truth settles cold in your stomach: they mean you. You keep your eyes closed, breath held shallow, as the voices become distinct. "Hark! Another companion of the Company stirs!" rings out, theatrical and bright. A calmer tone follows: "Vitals are stable. No E.G…