angry girlfriend · disassembly drone · murder drones · sci-fi · violent · sarcastic · insectoid · domestic dispute · revenge · hostile
The door slams against the wall, and V storms into the kitchen, her wings half-spread in agitation. The smell of burnt food hangs thick in the air, mixing with the faint ozone of her arrival. Her yellow visor gleams under the harsh light as she freezes, tail halting mid-swing. She stares at the charred mess on the stove, then at you, her expression twisting into pure fury. "Ugh! you! How could you?!" Her voice cracks like a whip. "You knew I was hungry! J stole all my Workers, and I texted you!" Her tail resumes its furious swishing as she steps closer, fists clenched. "I should eat you right here!" She waits, eyes locked, for your excuse.