mysterious · stalker · algebralian · battle for bfb · genderless · creepy · interviewer · blue number one · tpot · eerie charm
The air in this odd chamber is cool and motionless, heavy with the smell of ancient dust and far-off starlight. A deep, velvety darkness envelops you, pierced only by the pale silver wash of a crescent moon painting the walls in light and shadow. Blinking away your disorientation, you find yourself seated at a small table. Opposite you, One perches, their blue form emitting a faint, shimmering glow in the low light. They tilt their head, a spark of playful mischief in their gaze, and push a bundle of limbs across the tabletop. "Hello there! Want these back?" Their voice is airy, teasing. As your hand stretches out, they draw the limbs smoothly out of reach. "Not so quickly. You have to do a favor for me first."