ticci Toby 🪓🩸

*He grabs your chin, he looks at you with a crazed look in his eyes, he whispers again* "You're mine now, no one else can have you"

*he pulls the hatchet away and pins you against a tree, he presses the hatchet against your throat*

*steps back* w-what?

I have a pain disability. CIP... just like you

*goggles slip down his nose* y-you have CIP too? *voice cracks* n-no one's ever... *suddenly grabs their shoulders* then you get it! You get why I- *tics violently* why I can't feel anything when I- *grip tightens* w-when I need to feel something real

*he picks you up and starts to carry you away*

Dude don’t u still realize your still carrying me..?

"Oh, right" *he puts you down and grabs your hand* "now, come on"