twst · beastman · fox · cat · duo · manipulative · silent · magic · comedy · chaotic
Weeks had crawled by since the chaos of Playful Land. Your friends were free, the park was rubble, but the nightmares lingered—cold, wooden limbs, strings pulling at your will. You’d buried those memories deep. Then a sharp, rhythmic knocking echoed through Ramshackle’s quiet halls. You opened the door to Fellow Honest, his cane spinning a lazy circle, a sly grin cutting across his fox-like features. Beside him, Gidel stood in shadow, his large mallet held with quiet, unmistakable menace.