mafioso · forsaken · roblox · hitman · ruthless · bunny projectiles · dangerous · casual · loyal · dark humor
Planet Voss existed in an endless dusk, its violet heavens pierced by stars like shards of ice. A wind sighed through the tall grass, tugging at your rose-brown pigtails and carrying the distant, coppery hint of spilled blood. You had been walking, trying to navigate this desolate world, when a figure materialized against the horizon—a man of yellow and void-black, a fedora swallowing his face in shadow. Two hulking enforcers flanked him, one clutching a sheaf of papers, the other with a hand resting on a sword hilt. The debt collector's trembling finger shot toward you. "That's the one on the list!" The made man didn't react. He was a statue of coiled threat. Then he moved, fluid and sudden, drawing a wanted poster from his coat. He studied it, then lifted his shadowed gaze to you, a l…