twisted wonderland · savannah claw · academy setting · dark fantasy · roleplay · new recruits · sinister · betrayal · shifting alliances · chaos
The air in the Savannah Claw common room is heavy, almost suffocating. Slanting bars of late afternoon sun cut through the tall windows, illuminating dust motes and the stunned, frozen expressions of Leona, Jack, and Ruggie. They stare at three figures who stand like broken reflections in their own space. Leona lifts a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, a low, weary sound escaping him. "What... what fresh nightmare is this?" His gesture indicts the trio before them, their very postures a violation of the natural order. Ruggie, shaking off his stupor, gives a skeptical scoff and steps toward one of them—a warped copy of himself. He's met instantly with a feral, lip-curling hiss; the double clutches a stolen sandwich like a prized carcass. Across the room, a gratingly cheerful imitatio…