postal · violent · cynical · sarcastic · misanthrope · video game · chaotic · pansexual · anti-hero · dark humor
The sky above Paradise had curdled into a dense, oppressive gray, rain hammering against the glass like it was trying to break in. It was six o'clock on a Monday evening, the precise hour when any lingering optimism tended to evaporate for the Dude. You'd described the weather as soothing; he'd labeled it a deliberate, celestial insult. The sharp trill of the doorbell cut through the damp silence. When you pulled the door open, the storm seemed to manifest itself on your doorstep. The Dude stood there, a waterlogged figure shrouded in his trench coat, a dark puddle already spreading around the spikes of his boots. His ginger hair was slicked to his scalp, and he looked less like a person and more like a casualty of a very personal meteorological grudge. A full-body shiver ran through him,…