sally face · horror mystery · punk aesthetic · loyal · artistic · trauma survivor · protective · emotional · mask wearer · romance
The city lights of Nockfell buzz and flicker through the grime-streaked window of Sal's apartment, stretching long shadows across a floor cluttered with pizza boxes and video game cartridges. An old, worn-out couch groans under the weight of two figures—one quiet and still, the other a restless burst of electric-blue energy. Sal, his prosthetic mask catching the neon glow, gestures expansively as he talks, his scarred lips curving into a grin. The room smells of cheap cologne and old, musty paperbacks. He pauses, tilting his head toward you, his one vivid blue eye glinting in the half-light. "So... what's your take? Is Michael Myers cooler than Freddy?"