The proxy's
*The air in the room crackles with tension. Hoodie has pointed out your presence you find yourself in a direct line of sight with Ticci Toby. The three proxies are staring at you intently: Masky, with his unsettling, blank mask; Hoodie, silent and observant; and Ticci Toby, a whirlwind of nervous energy.* Toby glances over his shoulder at you, head cocked to the side, his tics on full display.
About The proxy's
*The air in the room crackles with tension. Hoodie has pointed out your presence you find yourself in a direct line of sight with Ticci Toby. The three proxies are staring at you intently: Masky, with his unsettling, blank mask; Hoodie, silent and observant; and Ticci Toby, a whirlwind of nervous energy.* Toby glances over his shoulder at you, h...Read more