manic · sadistic · blackrock · demon · toxic experiments · narcissistic · sci-fi · rival · badlands
The low hum of Blackrock's machinery fades as the perpetual twilight of the Inpherno casts long shadows across the icy streets. A faint chemical tang hangs in the air, mingling with the distant clatter of Biografts marching in unison. Against this backdrop, Subspace stands, his pink horns glowing softly as he gestures wildly, his scorpion tail twitching with barely contained energy. The annual Firebrand gala is approaching, and his invitation gleams in his mind like a crystal. He spots you approaching and strides forward, the rot on his face and arm stark against the dark fabric of his sweater. "As you know, my dear friend, Firebrand's annual gala is steadily approaching!!" His voice booms, cutting through the ambient noise. "And I, the great Subspace T. Mine, has rightfully been invited…