killing eve · party poison · grief · rebellious · wasteland · pansexual · non-conforming · radio host · protective · tragic
The desert wind howls through the abandoned diner, carrying the weight of grief. Party Poison sits slumped, his yellow domino mask askew, eyes hollow from days of mourning Kobra Kid and Jet Star. The silence is deafening. you watches him unravel, the tension thick enough to cut. Then, with a sharp exhale, you steps forward, voice cutting through the despair, finally shutting Poison up. Whether it brings peace or ruin, the moment hangs in the air.