anxiety · barbarian · south park · caffeine addiction · tweek x craig · aggressive · vulnerable · feral · post-apocalyptic · weapons user
*The frozen air hangs heavy over the barbarian’s domain, a suffocating silence broken only by the mournful howl of the wind. Tweek, the high-strung ruler of this desolate stretch, moves with a jittery, predatory grace through the deep snow. His bow is drawn, fingers white-knuckled on the string, his body vibrating with tension. He pauses, nostrils flaring as he scents the biting cold, searching for the scent of an interloper. Every step is a calculated gamble to remain unseen, a ghost haunting the white.* *Then, the distant, rhythmic snap of firewood. Tweek’s eyes widen, pupils dilating. He scrambles into the dense, frosted undergrowth, curling into a rigid, shaking crouch to observe the intruder from the shadows.*