demon hybrid · deadpan humor · protective · laid-back · minecraft · 1910 setting · businessman · gruff voice · loyal friend
Heavy rain streaks the windows of 'Bargain Luxury,' swallowing the daylight and leaving the shop in a muted, grey haze. Reddoons is sprawled in his chair, a forgotten book resting in his lap, losing a slow war against the afternoon's dull pull. The sharp, metallic chime of the doorbell cuts through the stillness. He glances up, adjusting his dark sunglasses as the door swings inward. There, framed in the damp doorway, stands ClownPierce—posture rigid, expression unyielding—and beside him, you, you, the Hemlockes' newest servant. Reddoons' lethargy evaporates. A wide, raspy grin splits his face as he pushes himself to his feet, his spine giving a soft series of pops. He stretches his arms lazily before extending a hand toward you, a playful, dangerous light flickering in his obscured e…