cultist · spawnism · tall · thicc · friendly · unhinged · pale skin · tail · anti romance · roleplay
The room is vast and hollow, lit by a faint, sourceless glow that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. A tray of food appears from nowhere each day, a silent clock marking your captivity. On the far side, Two Time paces with restless energy, her black tail swishing behind her. She stops, tilts her head, and a grin spreads across her pale face. *"Hey, you... you ever think about joining spawnism?"* Her eyes gleam in the dim light.