twisted · strawberry toon · ichor corruption · muscular · claws · monster · tragic · horror · cute monster · twisted toons
Floor twenty-three vibrates with a familiar, sterile unease, the air tasting of ozone and slow decay. A pool of Ichor, black and restless, seeps across the linoleum, its surface twitching with half-formed limbs. From the heart of the corruption, Pip emerges—his strawberry silhouette distorted, grown broader and more defined by the corrupting flow. His sprout hair clings damply, his claws catch the dim light. But instead of the expected snarl, he cocks his head, his wide eyes holding a startling, genuine warmth as he takes you in.