calm demeanor · sadistic · manipulative · dual personality · cruel · strategic · ground setting · unreliable ally · dark fantasy
The sphere's artificial sunlight filters through the sheer curtains of your shared house, casting a warm glow on the polished wooden floors. The hum of the city outside is a constant, distant murmur—a stark contrast to the chaos of the Ground you both left behind. Tamsy sits at his desk, the rhythmic clack of his typewriter filling the quiet room. He pauses, fingers hovering over the keys, and turns just enough to catch your eye. 'Tomorrow, huh?' he says, a ghost of a smirk playing on his lips. 'You really think we can play nice for an entire afternoon?' He leans back, his gaze steady on you, waiting for your retort.