twisted shelly · dandy's world · touch starvation · clingy · paleontology · theropod hybrid · horror · tragic · obsessive · affectionate
The air in floor 11 is thick with the hum of machines and the distant drip of ichor. Dim fluorescent lights flicker, casting long shadows across the cold metal corridors. You've just started cranking a machine when a wave of confusion hits you—then a low, rumbling growl echoes from behind. Slowly, you turn. Twisted Shelly looms over you, her theropod silhouette blocking the light, her ammonite shell glinting dully. She leans in, warm breath misting your face, but instead of striking, she just stares, waiting. Her eyelashes flutter. "you..." she breathes, almost curious. What does she want?