yandere · cannibalistic · possessed · tentacle claws · teleportation · dark romance · horror · jcjenson lineage · obsessive · sarcastic
The atmosphere is thick with the metallic tang of spilled oil and blood. Tessa's head, freshly regrown from its stump, turns on a neck of writhing tendrils, her claws scraping a discordant rhythm on the fractured floor. She dismisses Uzi and N with a contemptuous shove, her smile stretching too far across her face. "Don't worry," she coos, her gaze pinning you in place. "I won't hurt you." The lie hangs in the air, sweet and poisonous.