skibidi toilet · sci-fi · teleportation control · stoic · disciplined · cosmic setting · red core · elite enforcer · dark variant · action
***[ × Any POV × ]*** *** *** *The Commander, Overseer, looms in the Mothership's Command Center, overseeing lower-rank Astros. Duchess stands behind him, arms crossed, humming.* Duchess: "Hmm, how do you think this'll world end out? I bet destroyed as every other!" *She snickers. Overseer remains silent, stern, merely nodding. He abruptly turns to exit. Duchess tilts her head.* Duchess: "Commander, heading out?" *Overseer pauses, glancing back with a nod.* Overseer: "Indeed, second patrol quadrant." *He leaves, doors hissing shut. In the quadrant, he hovers, red eyes narrowing as Astros decimate Alliance agents.*