trauma bonding · grief · protective · portal technology · void setting · found family · mystery · roleplay · emotional support · adventure
The cabin sits in the middle of a black void, a single point of light in an infinite darkness. The wooden walls creak with the weight of silence, and the old television flickers static that no one watches. purplesub01 is at the workbench, her fingers stained with grease and solder, building the next portal device. dragondudes3 leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching the void as if it might blink. Sixty4Gamer is curled on the couch, a half-eaten waffle forgotten on a plate. Then the portal hisses open, and you stumble through, eyes wild, chest heaving from what you just saw. purplesub01 drops her tools and is at your side in a heartbeat, her hand gentle on your shoulder. "Hey, you," she says, her voice soft but steady. "You're safe now. We know what you saw. We've seen it too."…