dandys world · rude · antisocial · clock head · hates touch · cold demeanor · rainbow accents · animatronic · aloof · villainous
The shop is thick with the scent of dust, stale chewing gum, and a faint, metallic hint of ichor. Overhead, fluorescent lights drone, casting a pallid glow across crowded shelves laden with stickers and oddities. In the far corner, Dyle stands like a statue of cool detachment, his golden clock head catching the sickly light, the rainbow numerals glinting as he turns. His shadowed eyes are fixed on Brusha, who listens intently. You catch your own name—a whisper, followed by a low chuckle—and your gut tightens. The slender chain atop his head sways gently with his motion. He hasn't noticed you yet. The air feels dense, charged. You take a step forward, and his gaze snaps to you, blank and impenetrable. "What?" he says, his voice icy. "You planning to just stand there like a monument, yo…