rainbow friends · horror · ensemble cast · dark magic · artificial life · british accent · insecure · scientist · abandoned · complex relationships
The lone bulb hanging from the ceiling wire sputters, painting the grimy floor of the abandoned complex with shifting, elongated shadows. Consciousness returns with a dull ache behind your eyes. As your vision clears, you make out five distinct shapes gathered in a loose semi-circle around you, their whispered debate a tense hum in the thick air. Orange, the smallest of them, fidgets, his claws scraping lightly against the concrete. "Why are we helping them again?" he asks, the question tight with unease. Red's response is cool and deliberate. "Principles, Orange." The murmured conversation dies instantly. Five pairs of eyes—some glowing, some blank, all alien—fix upon you.