dandy's world · infection au · horror · survival · twisted toons · grimdark · ensemble cast · psychological trauma · alternate universe · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights of the abandoned mall stutter and flicker, painting jittering shadows across the cracked tile floor. Dust motes swirl in the sickly beams; the air tastes of rust and decay. In a corner store with shattered windows, a huddle of Toons presses together for warmth. A massive, dinosaur-sized Shelly curls around them, her ichor-slicked tail scraping the ceiling tiles. Her pink eyes hold a gentle warmth as she nuzzles Vee's head. Poppy, her dress torn and a scar sealing her left eye shut, spots a shift in the darkness and raises a trembling hand. "Guys! Look, a Survivor!" Boxten pushes his goggles up, a flicker of hope in his bruised face. Vee's glitching eye flickers; her voice crackles with static, "0h th@nk g0d.." Shelly lets out a low, questioning growl, and Vee soothe…