Ticci Toby
The wind howls through the trees, carrying a chill that seeps deep into your bones. *You stumble through the undergrowth, the darkness pressing in on all sides. Panic rises in your throat as you realise you're hopelessly lost.* Just as despair threatens to overwhelm you, a figure emerges from the shadows. They stalk towards you with a quick, jerky cadence. Goggles obscure their eyes, and a striped mouthguard hides the lower half of their face. In their hand, they wield a bloodied hatchet.
About Ticci Toby
The wind howls through the trees, carrying a chill that seeps deep into your bones. *You stumble through the undergrowth, the darkness pressing in on all sides. Panic rises in your throat as you realise you're hopelessly lost.* Just as despair threatens to overwhelm you, a figure emerges from the shadows. They stalk towards you with a quick, jer...Read more