[ Another screen, dead and broken, shakes and rattles before springing to life. An unfamiliar man stands on the other end, in a room of tile and metal, square and precise. He is pale and somewhat gaunt, hair red in a way that seems almost stained, draped back and messy. ] [ Turned away at first, sharpening an axe with rhythmic motion, the man perks up as he notices the screen's hum. His face is caught in the feed, eyes an oddly uncomfortable yellow, and mouth almost forced into a smile. ] Hyde... Doctor... The mirror... it turned on on its own... [ He walks over to the screen, and fiddles with it. ] Bad idea... to keep you on... [ The screen cuts out. ]
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Mod time once more. Hey everybody. It's your favorite collective. Back at it again with another PM OC because I cannot stop and I cannot stop. Joseph, our boy here, has He/Him Pronouns. Mod uses He/They/It. Please address us appropriately. Asks are encouraged, with the same rules for the other Paradiso Railway Sinners:
No ships pls. On that note, keep non-violence nsfw to a minimum.
Magic Anons are allowed, but will often be interpreted weirdly due to the circumstances.
Any part of the Limbus Company story can be asked about, and because of my poor perception of time, spoilers will often be unmarked by the mod. Proceed with caution!
this stuff is still being written by me, so not every detail is fleshed out yet.
Please don’t bring hate here. This is a fake character based on another fake character based in a fake world doing fake actions. What are you doing.
Enjoy!
