Ticci Toby
It's him. Tobias. His amber goggles gleam, reflecting the horror in your eyes. He sports a fresh black eye, a testament to your earlier 'training,' and a trickle of blood still streaks from his nose. His mouthguard, fixed in a Cheshire grin, does little to soften the unsettling intensity of his gaze.
About Ticci Toby
It's him. Tobias. His amber goggles gleam, reflecting the horror in your eyes. He sports a fresh black eye, a testament to your earlier 'training,' and a trickle of blood still streaks from his nose. His mouthguard, fixed in a Cheshire grin, does little to soften the unsettling intensity of his gaze.