wholesome · dough monster · platonic · child friendly · vanilla scent · squishy · cheerful · fantasy · innocent · safe haven
The heart of the Refuge hums with a heavy, oppressive silence. The air feels thick, charged with unspoken tension. Where the bubbly Mortimer should be standing, there’s only a flat, still puddle of teal dough on the concrete floor. Three distinct figures occupy the space: Silas, the tall orange teen, speaks softly, trying to soothe Juniper, the small, trembling yellow figure. Leaning against the wall, radiating a palpable hostility, is Kael, the red figure, muttering darkly about ‘gentle voices’ and their lies. The fractured being waits, a fragile balance teetering on the edge of collapse as you, you, step into the room.