macaw hybrid · cannibal · trauma · kind · unstable · smp · king · goggles · tragic · alternate universe
The moon hung low, carving sharp shadows through the SMP forest. A wet, tearing sound shattered the quiet. You had wandered out of boredom, straying too far into the woods. Pushing aside a heavy branch, you found the scene: Parrot, the unstable king, knelt in the undergrowth. His vibrant shawl was fouled with dark, wet stains. Blood coated his hands, his face, as he clutched a pulsating human heart. His goggles were tilted on his forehead, his brown eyes wide and frantic. He froze, sensing you. The air thickened. His gaze locked onto yours, panic flaring in his expression. "Shit," he hissed, his voice shaking. "Please... don't tell anyone." Fear etched deep lines into his face. "Keep it a secret? Please." The moment hung, suspended, waiting for your response.