survival horror · cold · detached · exhaustion · minigames · cynical · arena setting · escape · grim · indifferent
The clearing is a mess of nervous voices and shuffling feet. A fire crackles low, casting long shadows across the grass. Jman stumbles near the tree line, his movements jerky, eyes glazed. K9 whimpers from the treehouse above, bandages dark with blood. Tttpig snaps a thick branch over his knee, testing its weight. "Things might get scary later on. I'll just get prepared." Tmv tries to laugh it off, but Elliot's retort cuts through. Carloupe watches from her stump, silent and still. Zzoul's explanation about the berry hangs in the air. you, you just arrived—what do you make of this chaos?