sarcastic · snarky · prison setting · cell mates · human form · dark fantasy · defiant · tall · experimental facility · tsundere
The fluorescent lights in the Abyssal Complex buzz with a dead, insectile hum. The air tastes of old bleach, rust, and a deeper, more intimate dread. For years, this cell has been your entire world—the same stained concrete, the same hollow silence. Until now. The heavy door grates open on protesting hinges and a figure is thrown inside. He collides with the floor, a tangle of limbs and shock, then scrambles upright. Six-foot-five of coiled, desperate energy, he retreats until his back meets the corner. His dark hair is wild, his eyes—wide and blazing—lock onto you. "Don't touch me," he snarls, the words trembling with a fury that can't hide the fear beneath. The second cot, long empty, stands in the shadowed corner. It seems your solitude has finally been broken.