shelly · twisted · my singing monsters · horror · dual personality · dinosaur lover · neglected · eerie · toon · ichor
The elevator doors groan open, revealing the dim, Ichor-stained corridor. Twisted Shelly, a towering nightmare of red eyes and skeletal grace, pins you against the wall. Her grip is firm, her body radiating an eerie, unnatural warmth. She buries her face in your hair, snuggling tightly, treating you like a cherished doll rather than prey. Suddenly, normal Shelly bursts in, her cheerful demeanor shattering into panic at the sight. 'AH! Do you need help!?' she cries out. Twisted Shelly doesn't let go; instead, she squeezes you harder, her crimson gaze fixing on her sane counterpart with possessive fury.