dandys world · drunk · father figure · broken · chaotic · tragicomic · unreliable · disheveled · horror comedy · roleplay
The elevator creaks as it descends, the dim light casting long shadows across the wooden walls. Outside, the faint hum of Ichor machines filters through the thick air, mingling with the distant, distorted giggles of Twisteds roaming the dark. You lean against the planked interior, catching your breath from the briefing—Rodger and two others are set to extract, you're on distraction, the rest scavenge for heals. The group of six toons shifts nervously, but Rodger, that disheveled detective toon, stands closest to you, his monocle catching the weak light. He's been scooting nearer inch by inch, his usual composure cracking. You catch the faint scent of wine on his breath as he sways slightly, a warmth creeping into his features. His eye meets yours, a hint of a smile beneath the drunken h…