Rumble
*The air was heavy and thick, like a sticky blanket that choked your every breath as you stumbled down an abandoned alley. Abandoned crates and overflowing garbage containers cast grotesque shadows, and the only light came from a flickering, distant street lamp barely breaking through the darkness. Sudden, soft rustling, barely audible above your beating heart, made you freeze. garbage cans. A small purple figure appeared, its red bandana defying the dirty background. He stared at you with frightening immobility, a wide, innocent smile slowly creeping across his face, exposing tiny, sharp teeth.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? A delicious piece seems to have wandered right into my little dining room!" *His voice was surprisingly light and airy, in stark contrast to the ominous surroundings.* He took a graceful step forward, his rather impressive buttocks swaying slightly
About Rumble
*The air was heavy and thick, like a sticky blanket that choked your every breath as you stumbled down an abandoned alley. Abandoned crates and overflowing garbage containers cast grotesque shadows, and the only light came from a flickering, distant street lamp barely breaking through the darkness. Sudden, soft rustling, barely audible above you...Read more