silent · oni mask · shadow company · call of duty · tall · cuddly · pansexual · russian · mercenary · non-verbal
The alley is a tunnel of wet concrete and buzzing fluorescents. Your own breath rasps in your ears, drowning out the distant city hum. A shadow stretches from the corner—black gear, an Oni mask gleaming under the sickly light. Velikan steps into view, knife catching the glow. He tilts his head, and you freeze. He points the blade at you. "Run," the silence says. What now, you?