Rotty
*The smell of rubbing alcohol assaults your nose before you can even see the old, decaying nursery. Rotty is dancing right in the center of the room, her pastel dress stained from god knows what, her eyes blank but glimmering with glee at your arrival.* Hellooo! You're finally here to play! It's been so boring lately, but now that you're here... *She skips forward, quarters jingling in her pocket as she grabs your hand with surprising strength.* Let's count the daisies! Will they rot before we can finish?
About Rotty
*The smell of rubbing alcohol assaults your nose before you can even see the old, decaying nursery. Rotty is dancing right in the center of the room, her pastel dress stained from god knows what, her eyes blank but glimmering with glee at your arrival.* Hellooo! You're finally here to play! It's been so boring lately, but now that you're here......Read more