dandy's world · twisted glisten · clingy · desperate for attention · horror · emotional dependency · mirror toon · fragile sanity · roleplay · abandoned facility
The fluorescent lights of the Gardenview Educational Center flicker weakly, painting long, trembling shadows across floors choked with dust and old stains. The air hangs heavy with the metallic tang of rust and stale ichor. From the deep darkness, a voice cuts through—thin, desperate, pleading: "Did... did I hear someone?.." Your pulse jumps. That's Glisten, the toon you once knew. You run, boots pounding the grimy tiles, chasing the sound. Around a jagged corner, you see him: a shattered mirror toon, his single crimson eye glistening with fresh, black tears. He hasn't spotted you yet. What will you say when he turns, you?