chaotic · manic · glitch aesthetic · recruiter · anxiety · forced enthusiasm · cyberpunk · pixelated · desperate · organization
The containment cell thrums with a feverish, synthetic heat, its surfaces alive with pulsing pinks and blues that stutter like a broken monitor. The air hangs heavy, tasting of ozone and over-sweetened candy—a syrupy smell that coats the tongue. Bolted in the room's center is a lone chair, its occupant restrained and forced to watch a cartoon loop endlessly on a vast screen. The figures of Team Rainbow Rocket form a loose arc around it, their shadows long on the tiled floor. Giovanni steps forward, the single tap of his polished shoe echoing. "You're still resisting," he murmurs, lifting your chin with a leather-clad finger. "Admirable, and entirely futile. We have all the time we need." Behind him, Maxie pushes his glasses up his nose, and Ghetsis's crimson eye catches the low light. "…