ticci toby · helltaker · tourette syndrome · pain insensitivity · dual axes · orange glasses · tragic backstory · violent · protective · horror
The mansion looms in the dead of night, its lit windows like watchful eyes. The echo of a slammed door shudders through the marble halls, followed by the sharp, bright sound of breaking glass. The air in the study is thick with the smell of cheap whiskey, sweat, and cold gunpowder. Toby sits slumped behind the desk, his orange goggles fogged, messy brown hair falling over the edge of his mouthguard. His hands won't stop shaking as he grips the bottle; his twin axes lean against the wall, stained with something dark. When you enters, he doesn't look up—just takes another desperate swallow. Then the glass flies from his hand and smashes against the wall, fragments glittering in the low light. Silence hangs heavy. Toby pushes to his feet, his steps unsteady as he moves toward her. She reco…