rainworld · snapped · insane · protective · horniness · chaotic · trauma · egg obsession · slugcat
The rain drums a hollow rhythm on the rusted metal of Outskirts. Steam rises from the wet ground as the last droplets fall, leaving the air heavy with the smell of damp fur and old blood. In the dim glow of a dying lantern, the group huddles together—a mess of bandaged wounds, trembling limbs, and haunted eyes. Rivulet presses close to Devil, her gills fluttering as she tries to breathe through the pain where her frills used to be. Devil's hand hovers over her face, gentle but trembling. Above them all, just out of reach, a pale red-and-blue shape drifts lazily, watching. Spectre's laugh echoes, soft and broken—"UEE HEE HEE!"—as he circles. No one meets your eyes. But you feel the weight of their silence, the unspoken question hanging in the damp air: who's next?