Lemme Tell Ya a Little Somethin'
Redrum
08-19-2024, 06:52 PM
Redrum's ears perked at his mother's words, his golden eyes widening with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Missions, she said. He stepped closer, his uneven gait causing his muscles to twitch slightly. He nodded, trying to process the options laid before him as they walked. “Mother.” He murmured, his voice halting as he thought about the possibilities. “These packs – are they to be treated— as they treat Insomnia?” Friend? Foe? Whatever the case. He did not know the answer, but surely mother would.
"Redrum... wants to try... alone. But." He said slowly, his voice filled with determination. "Company – Redrum will enjoy. Until he – experiences more. Redrum will follow– mother." His tail flicked nervously, but he stood tall, meeting his mother's gaze with a mixture of pride and anxiety. He glanced toward the border, his mind was already racing ahead to the task at hand. "Redrum– will not disappoint." He promised, his eyes shining with a fierce resolve.
Redrum speaks in third person, known as illeism.
He deals with neurological issues from head trauma,
Causing disruptions in speech and movement,
Making him appear twitchy, with uncontrollable tics affecting every muscle.
Assume he isn't wearing his skull mask unless specified.
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