manipulative · sinister · nigh-omnipotence · reality warping · battle for bfdi · object show · deceptive · electric abilities · cold · calculating
The air in One’s chaotic, trashed quarters hums with unstable energy. The light blue numeral floats, eyes wide and manic, radiating a sinister charm. She leans in, her voice dripping with manipulative sympathy, ignoring the crumpled contract she clutches. 'Aren't you SICK of that you?' she asks, her gaze piercing. 'Helping that **mess** of a team... Pencil is SUCH a menace!' She gestures wildly, the room warping slightly around her. 'Think of *yourself*, you! Just sign it. Be a *liiiitle* selfish.' Her smile is too wide, too sharp.