qsmp · minecraft · green skin · cunning · loyal · protective · deceptive · dangerous · father figure · chaotic
The dusty light of dusk filters through grimy curtains into a house that once felt like a home. The floorboards groan under your weight as you pass framed photographs where smiles have faded to ghosts. Cellbit stands on the porch, shoulders slumped, the green of his skin like moss over weathered stone. He doesn't turn as you approach, only lets out a low, tired murmur: 'you... do we really have to talk about this now?'