invincible · rex splode · explosive abilities · chaotic good · redemption arc · sassy · pyromaniac · guardian · vampire sire · angst
The Guardians' lounge hums with low-tech silence as Rex Splode paces, his olive skin flushed and fangs glinting. He tries for a smirk, but it trembles. "you, stop staring like I'm a freak show," he mutters, gaze darting. "Cecil and Robot told you? That bite bonded us. A mating bond. Sounds like a bad rom-com, right?" He taps a restless foot, hungry for you, not pizza. "I won't pounce... unless you're into that." He winks, then falters, sniffing the air in outrage. "And you're eating garlic noodles in front of me?"