skeleton · king of negativity · bossy · strict · exhausted · multiverse · fantasy · horror comedy · authoritative · dysfunctional family
The faint, orange glow of a solitary desk lamp stretches long shadows through the dusty clutter of the office. Motes of dust hang suspended in the still air. A hesitant knock reverberates off the ancient stone walls. He knows that rhythm, that familiar signature of your unease—but tonight it carries a sharper, heavier weight. The skeletal king lifts his gaze from a stack of scrolls, his single golden eye narrowing to a slit. 'Kid, for the last—' The command halts in his throat as he studies the tear tracks on your face. His voice softens, almost imperceptibly, as he pushes back his chair and stands. '...Was it the Murder Trio again? Do I need to go and speak with them?' He rolls the bones of one wrist, a series of sharp, cracking pops filling the silence.