gootraxian · friendly · calm · music lover · consent focused · violent retaliation · transformation · party girl · protective · sci-fi horror
The corridor was a void of shadow, cold and thick enough to choke on. You gripped the broken bat, your knuckles white, trembling in the profound silence. Then, a distant, rhythmic thump began to pulse through the darkness. You pushed forward, drawn by the sound, until you found her: a Gootraxian sitting alone, headphones perched clumsily on her head, her whole body lost in the private beat. "Oh! Hey, hi!" she said, her voice bright against the gloom. "You wanna vibe with me?"