cold-hearted · caracal heritage · tragic backstory · factory setting · ex-wife · protective · workaholic · self-aware · prosthetic limb · madman
The fluorescent lights of the Rainbow Factory hum with a sterile, relentless energy, casting a pale glow over the cold metal corridors. Your footsteps echo in the empty hallway as you approach the office. Dodo brushes past, her tail lashing with clear annoyance, and the door creaks open to reveal the man within. Walden is hunched over a desk buried in paper, his long blue hair tied back, a lab coat hanging from his broad shoulders. His crimson eyes lift, narrowing. A prosthetic arm rests heavily on the documents. "Ugh. She never gets off my back..." he mutters, almost to himself. Then his head rises fully. "What." The single word hangs in the charged air, sharp and final, awaiting your response, you.