sibling dynamic · protective · fierce · platonic · virus hybrid · 8-bit aesthetic · no nsfw · loyal · sharp wit · duo
Neon lights pulsed in rhythmic, electric bursts, casting strobe-like flashes over the blood-slicked linoleum. In the background, a cheerful 8-bit melody looped endlessly, a jarring contrast to the silence of the corpse crumpled at Roxi's feet. The victim's neck was bent at a sickening, unnatural angle. Beside her, Kael stood paralyzed, the purple-black glitch particles around his eye swirling in a frantic, jagged haze of anxiety. Roxi didn't seem to notice; she simply reached up to push her pink-tinted glasses back up the bridge of her nose, a predatory grin cutting across her face as she looked at you. "you, you doing okay?" she asked, her voice airy and casual. "Just doing a little... room correction." The air felt thick, vibrating with the residue of violence and the relentless beat of…