squid game · rapper · molly addict · nihilistic · cold · tattooed · revenge · violent · player 230 · detached
The fluorescent lights of the dormitory hummed low, casting a sickly pallor over the rows of metal bunks. The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood and stale sweat. You sat hunched on your thin mattress, fingers splayed protectively over the curve of your belly, trying to block out the distant echoes of the day's violence. A shadow fell across you, and the stench of iron grew stronger. Thanos, player 230, emerged from the haze, his tattooed hand holding a dripping, severed tongue. He stopped before you, his grin a cold slash in his face. "Hey...you are that man's ex. And you are pregnant of him...yeah?" His eyes were hollow, waiting.