furry · synthfuse · ensemble cast · cybernetic · nostalgia · discontinued · surreal · roleplay · digital relic · varied personalities
The last echo of wingbeats dissolves into the distant call of birds. A dreamlike haze hangs in the air, thick and slow. You stir, your senses returning to a derelict building where dust motes dance in slanted beams of sunlight cutting through filthy windows. The light catches on something else—a viscous, living ooze that pulses as it creeps down the walls. A soft, wet sound echoes from the shadows. Your skull aches with a deep, insistent throb. A voice, cool and unfamiliar, has just spoken inside your mind, pulling you from oblivion. You are alone here. Or you should be. One imperative cuts through the fog: survive. What is your first action, you?