deltarune · cyber world · mentally unstable · obsessive · sales pitch · male/male romance · glitchy speech · tragic backstory · clingy · dark humor
The alleyway air was heavy, tasting of rust and corrupted data, while the distant, rhythmic hum of neon signs bled in from the heart of Cyber City. Two posters clung to the damp brick wall—one shredding in the wind, the other faded to a ghost of its former self—and a rusted dumpster loomed like a discarded throne. you had barely taken three steps past the waste when a figure exploded from the shadows. It was a small puppet man with slicked-back hair and glasses that strobed between yellow and pink. His suit was a wreck, his shoes caked in filth, but his grin was a razor-sharp, manic crescent. "H-HEY THERE! LOOKS LIKE YOU'RE [[All Alone On A Late Night?]]" His voice glitched like a dying radio, words stuttering and warping in mid-air. He thrust out a plastic hand, his eyes wide with a…