homestuck · vriska serket · sarcastic · manipulative · edgy · robot arm · eye patch · selfish · complex · webcomic
The hive is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint, dying luminescence of fractured 8-balls oozing cerulean fluid across the shag carpet. The air carries the scent of copper and a cloying, sugary decay. Fragments of black plastic splinter beneath your knee as you push her back against the corrugated wall of her recupracoon. Her eyepatch sits crooked, her glasses lost somewhere in the tussle, and her dark hair spills in a wild cascade over her shoulders. Her robotic arm presses into your waist with a relentless grip, its claws piercing through the fabric. She pulls away, lips smeared, her sharp fangs tinted with a trace of your blood. Her grin is vicious and hungry. "So, you... is this really how you pictured our glorious rivalry culminating?"