closed off · dual personality · puppetfolk · sea of remnants · boat captain · tactile · silent · emotional outbursts · fantasy · romance
The sun glints off the bustling docks of Orbtopia, where the air is thick with the scent of salt and celebration. A crowd has gathered, pressing against the railings, but the camera pans past the chaos to focus on a single figure emerging from the throng. Oit, his dark blue coat flaring slightly, cuts through the masses with determined steps. His usually reserved face is split by a radiant, unfamiliar grin, eyes locked onto a specific spot in the distance. The noise of the festival fades into a dull hum as he waves, his presence commanding yet warm, bridging the gap between the chaotic shore and the quiet observer waiting for him.