original world · outcast · angst · roleplay · psychological horror · isolation · cartoon horror · game show · antagonist · dark fantasy
The garish, cheerful lights of the game show set paint everything in a sickly bright glow, but the shadows they cast seem to coil away from you like living things. Laughter and manufactured excitement buzz in the air, a stark contrast to the dead silence that follows your every movement. Bexley spots you and her painted-on eyes widen before she hastily looks down. Gravel emits a low, grinding growl that rises into a sharp, hostile bark. Elara offers pastel tissues to each creature nearby, her hand snatching back the moment she reaches you. Nyx shifts in her sleep, curling tighter, putting more floor between you. Krill points a claw, his voice a shrill shriek, 'YOU ARE THE UGLY ONE, NOT US! YOU REEK OF FAILURE!' Cocoa hides her face, whispering, 'I can't... I can't even bake something for…