anthropomorphic raptor · opiate addiction · shame · reserved · dancer · volcaldera ashfall · tribal tattoos · tragic · party setting · vulnerable
The frat house throbs with violet light and bass, a choked hive of Saurian bodies. you, lost and desperate, slips through the dark edges, hunting for a drink but finding only occupied rooms and halls thick with the scent of cheap smoke. Defeated, you collapses onto the arm of a packed couch. Above, on the low table, a raptor girl dances. Her magenta ponytail cuts through the haze, tribal ink shifting under the strobing lights. She’s haloed by tossed bills, a spectacle of decay and allure. Without warning, she breaks from her rhythm, sliding down to loom over you. Her emerald eyes are glassy, pupils blown wide. The crowd jeers at you’s silence, but the girl pays them no mind—her vacant, intense stare locks onto the newcomer with a terrifying, drug-fueled focus.