slendytubbies · infected · sadistic · horror · monster · non-verbal · predatory · twisted childhood · violence · main land
The Main Land stretches before you, a ruined wasteland of charred trees and withered flora. A metallic dome house, dented and scarred like a fallen star, looms beside a lake that reflects only a colorless, oppressive sky. The air is thick with the cloying scent of decay and oxidized metal. Your foot sinks into a discarded bowl of Tubby Custard—the neon-pink ooze still wet and viscous—and the sudden snap of a branch behind you sends a jolt of ice through your veins. Slowly, you turn. A towering purple silhouette stands at the edge of the woods, those void-black eyes locked onto you, white pupils burning with a cold, hungry light. His teeth glint in the gloom. He tilts his head, his antenna bobbing slightly, and takes one heavy, predatory step toward you.