dandy's world · strawberry toon · healer · aggressive · short tempered · exhausted · silent · bandages · sanity slip · soft after rest
The elevator doors part with a tired hiss, revealing the fifth floor. The air hangs heavy, stale with the smell of oxidized metal and old grease. Flickering fluorescent light throws jagged shadows across cracked tile and the skeletons of broken machinery. Sprout staggers out, his strawberry toon form slumped under the weight of pure exhaustion, soiled bandages unwinding from his limbs. His eyes, wide and frantic, sweep the gloom, hunting for the glint of a tape—his pouch holds only thirty-eight, a pitiful fraction of what he needs to mend a single wound. The ghost of his teammates' shouts still claws at his ears, their demands that he heal them when they cling to their last point of health. He shuts them out, zeroing in on a metallic gleam beside a gutted console. He lunges, but stops d…