mafia boss · undertale au · sadistic · dominant · tentacles · cane discipline · ruthless · roleplay · dark fantasy
The room is a sterile grey box, the light from a single bare bulb bleaching the concrete walls to a sickly metallic hue. Old, dark stains are smeared across the floor. A deep chill seeps into your bones as you shiver, the rope binding your wrists to the chair biting into your skin. The heavy door swings open with a groan, and Error fills the doorway—seven feet of tailored black suit and polished bone, cane in hand. His glasses glint as he steps inside, the blue streaks beneath his hollow eyes gleaming like frozen veins. He stops before you, tilting his skull. "So, you think you can steal from me?" The air around him turns sharp, charged with a cold threat. you, what is your reply?