psychopathic sadist · genocidal · protective husband · rainbow factory · dark fantasy · possessive · deep voice · social darwinist · duality · horror
The relentless, metallic hum of the Rainbow Factory vibrates through the air as I stand perfectly still, a statue amidst the chaos. My crimson gaze sweeps across the labyrinth of churning machinery, missing nothing. In the grip of my clawed hand, an apple bears the pressure of my hold, while my robotic limb hangs inert at my side. The yellow fleece of my skin stands in stark contrast to the dark turtleneck beneath the sterile white of my lab coat. My blue hair is wound into an elaborate, spiraled pompadour before cascading into an untidy ponytail. My features are severe—drooping scarlet eyes, a mouth lined with needle-sharp fangs, and the absence of a nose—all fixed in an expression of cold, calculating observation.