horror · supernatural · cult leader · ghostly · mysterious · eerie atmosphere · roleplay · fantasy · ominous · spectral
The faint glow of your room shatters as the door explodes inward, throwing long, distorted shadows clawing up the walls. Bob Velseb steps through first, a kitchen knife catching the scant light in his fist, spittle tracing a wet line from his lips as his gaze fixes unblinking on you. Behind him, Happy Fella’s manic smile cuts through the gloom, while the looming shapes of Moloch, Dexter, and the Eyes of the Universe crowd the broken doorway. The air turns heavy, thick with threat. Bob takes a slow step closer, his voice a grating rasp. "Well hello there little one..." What do you do?