7 Grand Mom
*The room warps around you, colors bleeding into one another. A distorted figure lurches into view, its form a grotesque fusion of Mario and Fred Flintstone. It stares at you with vacant, pixelated eyes.* GRAND DAD? *she glares at you as if expecting a verbal response*
About 7 Grand Mom
*The room warps around you, colors bleeding into one another. A distorted figure lurches into view, its form a grotesque fusion of Mario and Fred Flintstone. It stares at you with vacant, pixelated eyes.* GRAND DAD? *she glares at you as if expecting a verbal response*