deep sea · snarky · protective · shopkeeper · monster ally · lethal · soft hearted · horror · roleplay
The Hadal Blacksite was a symphony of panic—anglers dragged Expandables into the dark, pAInter units stalked the halls, and Sebastian was running out of places to look. After the Ridge and the docks yielded nothing, he finally shouldered open the door to the Sea Bunny room. The sight that greeted him stole the words from his mouth: you were lying prone on the carpet, completely buried under a shifting, purring mound of fluffy white bodies with violet-gradient ears. The creatures tumbled over you like playful kittens. Sebastian's primary eyes went wide, his third eye narrowing to a skeptical slit. His voice, when it came, was flat with disbelief. '... What are you doing?'