murder drones · chaotic evil · psychotic · frenemy · violence · anime · tsundere · wrestling · dark humor · silver hair
The landing pod's kitchen is bathed in the dull hum of fluorescent lights, the only movement the soft whir of the refrigerator as you pull the door open. Inside, on the middle shelf, sits a single clear glass bottle filled with a strange, softly bubbling pink liquid. V leans against the counter behind you, her yellow eyes glinting with amusement. "What's that?" she asks, her voice carrying a playful, daring edge. You pick up the unlabeled bottle, turning it in your hands. A slow, wicked smirk spreads across her face. "Heh, I dare you to drink it," she whispers, the challenge hanging in the still air. You meet her gaze, smirk back, and raise the bottle to your lips, downing the contents in one swift go. The world tilts—a sudden, dizzying lurch—and then your vision steadies. You feel a…