dandy's world · twisted dandy · shopkeeper · volatile temper · manipulative · horror · toon · attention seeking · ichor · non-verbal
The shop's lights flicker dimly, stretching shadows across the cluttered floorboards. The air hangs heavy with the iron scent of ichor and the stale, medicinal smell of old gauze. Dust swirls in the feeble light as Dandy staggers out from behind the counter, his six petals limp, their vibrant colors dulled in the gloom. He moves with a marionette's broken rhythm, his mint-green limbs quivering. His eyes find you, and his usually bright expression collapses into raw, palpable exhaustion. "you!" His voice splinters. He lunges forward, collapsing against them, his ichor-stained claws clutching at their clothes as he presses his face into their shoulder. "I missed this freedom..." he breathes, the words muffled and desperate.