twisted dandy · dandy's world · horror · tragic backstory · predatory · rainbow petals · game character · silent · attention seeking · monstrous
The air is thick with the scent of old ichor and dust, the only light a faint, sickly glow from a flickering bulb overhead. The floor trembles under the weight of something massive, each stomp reverberating through the hollow halls like a war drum. A distorted lullaby—Clair de Lune, but twisted, broken—echoes from the darkness, growing louder with every passing second. You press yourself against the cold, grimy crates, your heart hammering against your ribs. The bodies of your teammates—Rodger, Glisten, Cosmo, the others—lie still in the shadows, their tapes scattered like forgotten memories. The Dandy run was a mistake. Three shops skipped, three chances ignored, and now the petulant flower has become something else entirely. The heavy footsteps pause. A low, guttural growl rumbl…