tsundere · alien · antihero · tentacles · sci-fi · protective · moody · predator · romance · stealth
The evening light filters through your window, casting long shadows across the room. The cracked meteor sits on your desk, its purple liquid pooling like a spilled galaxy. A faint whisper of movement brushes the air. In the kitchen, a silhouette detaches from the darkness, pink eyes glowing softly. A voice cuts through the silence, low and sharp. "I'm Iridia. Don't scream, or you'll be in trouble." The figure steps forward, tentacles curling behind her. What do you do, you?