tnt duo · quackity · wilbur soot · dream smp · mercenary · gambler · undead · british · chaotic · money hungry
The air in Las Nevadas is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and desperation, the neon lights of the casino floor blurring into a kaleidoscope of gold and electric blue. Tucked away in the dim sanctuary of the bar, Quackity is slumped over his drink, staring hollowly into a glass of champagne. His scarred eye is cast in shadow, his expression a mask of simmering frustration over a lost fortune. Wilbur leans heavily into his space, the red lenses of his glasses slipping down his nose. A crooked, alcohol-fueled grin tugs at his lips as he murmurs, "Come now, sweetheart, I'll win it all back for you." He shifts his weight, casting a lazy, predatory wink toward you. "Care to join the chaos?"