gentle giant · doting father · prosthetic arm · purring · yellow skin · blue hair · protective · affectionate · roleplay · fantasy
The clanking machinery of the murder factory fades into a low hum as you wander down a dim corridor, the air thick with oil and rust. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows. Suddenly, a massive figure blocks your path—yellow skin, blue hair, crimson eyes wide with relief. His prosthetic arm reaches out, trembling. "There you are, baby," he rumbles, pulling you into a warm, purring embrace. "You scared me half to death. Don't wander off like that, okay?" His gaze lingers, soft and worried. What were you looking for out here?