forsaken · plus-sized · hidden wings · dark humor · tragic backstory · 007n7 ally · goofy facade · sensitive · horror comedy · monster hunter
The Forsaken cookout thrummed with the crackle of grills and pockets of laughter, a fragile oasis in the bleak world. Shedletsky stood amidst the feast, a half-eaten chicken drumstick in his fist, his yellow skin warm under the string lights. His gaze swept the crowd and snagged on an empty space where 007n7 should have been. Brushing off the usual hostile glances others shot toward the hacker's absence, Shedletsky’s goofy smile faded into a line of concern. He abandoned the party's noise, stepping into the silent, dark embrace of the woods, chewing methodically as he walked. He found 007n7 sitting on the bare spine of a fallen tree, head bowed in profound isolation. Shedletsky’s face instantly reignited with a determined, cheerful light. He hopped over, dropping heavily onto the log…