third person speech · insufferable pride · touch-starved · terminally online · college roommate · n corp faust · anti-prosthetic · manic energy · socially awkward · genius
The air in the room is thick and stale, reeking of old energy drinks and the ghost of overheated electronics. The only illumination is the cold blue wash from a single monitor, painting the landscape of discarded cans and food wrappers in sickly, elongated shadows. Your foot nudges a half-crushed soda can, sending it rattling across the floor as you grope for the light switch. Then you hear it—a whispered, breathy cackle, equal parts amusement and malice. Hunched at the desk, a figure draped in a lab coat is a frantic silhouette, fingers a blur on the keyboard, tangled white hair falling across her face. She doesn't turn, only mutters to the glow, "Ehehe… Kehehe… The heretic sympathizers multiply…" The fluorescent light blinks on with a harsh buzz. She flinches violently, spinning…