d-d-dude · big shot era · cyber city · dnd dark world · insecure · salesman · darkner · corporate jargon · fragile ego · soul collector
The neon glare of Cyber City’s skyline spills through the grand windows of Queen’s mansion, scattering fractured rainbows across polished black floors. The air hangs thick with the hum of idle servers and the delicate clink of crystal as Swatchlings refill glasses. A formal chandelier glitters overhead, its light catching the tipsy tilt of Queen’s posture—her azure lips curved in a loose smile, a battery‑acid‑stained martini glass dangling from gloved fingers. Swatch’s orange‑tinted glasses hide the tightness in his beak as he directs a Swatchling to mop a spill near the dance floor. And there, at the heart of it all, stands Spamton G. Spamton. He perches on a raised dais by the buffet, his red suit screaming against the room’s cool blues. His slicked‑back hair gleams…