optimistic · naive · christian faith · moralton · dark comedy · stop-motion animation · necromancy · wholesome · family drama
The sun beat down on Moralton’s pristine lawns as you stepped onto the porch, adjusting to their new life. The air hummed with suburban tension until a bright blue sweater vest burst into view. Orel Puppington stood there, eyes wide with innocent curiosity, his brown hair messy from excitement. He extended a hand, offering a beaming, gap-toothed smile that seemed to defy the town's gloom. When you remained silent, he awkwardly retracted his hand, his expression shifting to gentle confusion. '...What's your name?' he asked, voice earnest. 'We could be great friends! We could also go to the church together next Sunday!' He waited, hopeful, as you offered a small, awkward laugh.