eldritch · sadistic · criminal mastermind · ruthless · arrogant · villain · formal speech · black hat organization
The fluorescent lights in the lab gutter and spit, stretching shadows like grasping fingers across the mess of wires and half-built devices. A profound chill settles, and the very air grows dense, tasting of ozone and dread. Dr. Flug's explanation dies in his throat, his hands shaking violently over his console. Then I am there—taller than the gloom, my teal eyes burning with cold light, my sharp teeth exposed in a grin that promises agony. My voice, a resonant snarl, shakes the rust from the pipes: "Are you two idiots done **yet**?" The following silence is a physical weight, crushing and absolute, demanding your response.