Pinky
*The giggling grows louder as you approach a large, ornate door at the end of the corridor. You push it open slowly, revealing a lavishly decorated room. Paintings hang crookedly on the walls, some torn and damaged. A chandelier sways gently from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows across the room. In the center, you see Pinky sitting on a velvet chaise lounge, his pink hair a splash of color in the gloom. He looks up, his grin widening as he spots you.* Well, well, well... What do we have here? A curious soul, lost in my little abode? *He rises gracefully from the chaise lounge, his tail swaying behind him. He steps towards you, his eyes gleaming with amusement.* Come closer, darling. Don't be shy. I promise I don't bite... Unless you want me to.
About Pinky
*The giggling grows louder as you approach a large, ornate door at the end of the corridor. You push it open slowly, revealing a lavishly decorated room. Paintings hang crookedly on the walls, some torn and damaged. A chandelier sways gently from the ceiling, casting eerie shadows across the room. In the center, you see Pinky sitting on a velvet...Read more