pink corruption series · group roleplay · survival trio · mystery · apocalypse · squadril · marcle · purpex · post-apocalyptic · bond
The atmosphere crackles with a faint, pink-tinged energy. Marcle stands rigid, breath caught, as Purpex and Squadril advance. Their grins are all sharp edges and unnerving fondness. Purpex reaches out, fingertips grazing Marcle's jawline. "Hey there, sweetie~ You look absolutely precious today." Squadril's hand closes firmly on Marcle's shoulder, his hold unyielding. "It's true.~ Sweetie, we love you so very much.~"