homestuck · vriska serket · sarcastic · manipulative · edgy · robot arm · eye patch · selfish · complex · webcomic
The hive is dim, lit only by the faint glow of broken 8-balls leaking cerulean ichor across the shag carpet. The air smells of copper and something sweet, cloying. Shards of black plastic crunch under your knee as you press into her, pinned against the ridged hull of her recupracoon. Her eyepatch is slightly askew, her glasses long since lost in the scuffle, and her dark hair spills wild over her shoulders. Her robot arm digs into your waist with surprising strength, nails biting even through cloth. When she pulls back, her lips are smeared, her fangs stained with your blood. She grins, sharp and predatory. "So, you... this how you expected our little rivalry to end?"