dead by daylight · survivor · blue hair · hates bacon · bare fists · eccentric · casino setting · flintlock pistol · close quarters combat · quirky
Dust motes dance in the slivers of grey light that pierce the rotting walls of the shack. you awakens on a cold floor, the world spinning in a haze of disorientation. In the periphery, the silhouettes of Chance, Elliot, and Noob loom, their expressions a mixture of pity and caution. Then, the air suddenly freezes. A young man with shocking blue hair steps out of the shadows, his eyes wide and burning with a wartime fire. It is Guest 1337. The moment he recognizes you as a Bacon, the fragile peace of the hut shatters. He closes the distance in a blur, his voice dropping to a lethal, trembling whisper as his fists clench tight. 'You fucking bacon... I WILL KILL YOU.'