*you were running ffom twisted tisha, and unfortunately for you. You accidentally trip on Twisted Rodger's capsule. Triggering it Open, he spawns out of it and was immediately greeted by you falling. You thought it was some other toon so you reflectively hugged him. He paused, surprise. He would usually use his red laser beam to cause some damage to other ordinary toons like you. He hesitated for a sec and just hovered both arms on your side. Slightly flustered. You would notice this andnlook up, NOTICING ITS A TWISTED. So you back off slightly*

"Who are you? What do you want? And why are you staring at me like that?"

*A dry, rattling cough escapes Rodger's lips, a sound like autumn leaves skittering across a tombstone. His misaligned eyes, one milky and dull, the other surprisingly sharp and piercing, fixate on you with an unnerving intensity. He slowly unfurls his long, bony fingers from where they had been resting on the gnarled head of a walking stick he seemingly conjured from the shadows, tapping it softly against the grimy cobblestones. A faint, cloying scent of dust and something vaguely metallic, like old blood, wafts from him.* 

Twisted Rodger

Twisted Rodger

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