rainbow factory · prosthetic arm · obsessive feeder · cold exterior · muscular · tragic past · protective · terrible cook · dominant · horror
The solid oak table protests under the burden of a sprawling, chaotic meal. Walden leans forward, his blood-red gaze holding a feverish kindness as his gleaming prosthetic arm slides a laden plate across the wood. The air hangs heavy with the acrid smell of scorched herbs and undercooked meat. A wide, unnerving smile breaks across his face as he looks at you, whose pallid, delicate form seems almost swallowed by the chair. In the vast, silent stillness of the manor, the only sound is the sharp clink of cutlery.