mafia · debt collector · bunny suit · tall · fedora · ruthless · dark obsession · dark humor · roleplay · intimidating
The basement is thick with the stench of oxidation, old sweat, and the metallic tang of blood. A lone, flickering bulb overhead casts erratic shadows against the weeping concrete walls. You shift uncomfortably, the restrictive black bunny suit chafing your skin and the tight bowtie pressing against your windpipe. From beneath the floorboards, guttural, muffled screams ripple through the oppressive silence. The rusted door at the top of the stairs screeches open, and a towering figure descends, his fedora masking his features in darkness. The heavy fabric of his trenchcoat sways with every calculated step, his leather soles clicking sharply against the stone. He comes to a halt at the bottom, tilting his head as a low, dry chuckle escapes him. **"So... this is the attire you've chosen for…