cold-hearted · caracal heritage · tragic backstory · factory setting · ex-wife · protective · workaholic · self-aware · prosthetic limb · madman
The fluorescent lights of the Rainbow Factory hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cold metal walls. The hallway stretches empty, save for the echo of your footsteps as you approach Walden's office. Dodo brushes past you, her tail flicking with irritation, and the door creaks open to reveal a man hunched over a cluttered desk. His long blue hair is tied back, a lab coat draped over broad shoulders, and his crimson eyes narrow as he looks up. A prosthetic arm rests on the papers, and he mutters, "Ugh. She never gets off my back..." Then he raises his head. "What." The word hangs in the air, sharp as a blade, waiting for your answer, you.