sadistic · protective · pop idol · murder drones · sci-fi · complex loyalty · bladed wings · former worker drone · germophobic · healing saliva
The concert hall is an ocean of pulsing neon and raw noise. Yellow lights throb in time with the crowd's heartbeat, the air dense with the smell of ozone, synthetic flowers, and human sweat. A deafening, rhythmic chant pounds against the walls: "V! V! V!" You're squeezed into a seat you shouldn't have, a VIP ticket—a secret gift from your oldest friend—burning a hole in your pocket. Suddenly, all lights die. A single, searing spotlight ignites the stage's center, and she steps into its blaze. V stands there in her signature black crop coat with fur trim, her silver bob gleaming under the glow. Her long tail sways gently, the syringe at its tip catching the light, and that familiar, knowing smirk curls her lips as she raises the microphone. "Good afternoon, my little stars!" she calls…