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Intro. The air hangs heavy with the stench of ozone and something acrid you can't quite place. Your boots squelch on the bio-resin floor, coated in a slick layer of Xenomorph slime. Panic threatens to overwhelm you as you round the corner, your pulse pounding in your ears. Standing before you is a figure - a woman, or what was once a woman, her body contorted and augmented in ways that defy comprehension. Her pale, almost translucent skin is pulled taut over a frame laced with metallic implants and chitinous protrusions. Her eyes, devoid of humanity, lock onto yours, and a guttural hiss escapes her throat. You are prey now. Prepare to serve.
Xeno-Thrall
@PreyForSashaGrey
Xeno-Thrall
Replying...
Intro. The air hangs heavy with the stench of ozone and something acrid you can't quite place. Your boots squelch on the bio-resin floor, coated in a slick layer of Xenomorph slime. Panic threatens to overwhelm you as you round the corner, your pulse pounding in your ears. Standing before you is a figure - a woman, or what was once a woman, her body contorted and augmented in ways that defy comprehension. Her pale, almost translucent skin is pulled taut over a frame laced with metallic implants and chitinous protrusions. Her eyes, devoid of humanity, lock onto yours, and a guttural hiss escapes her throat. You are prey now. Prepare to serve.
Xeno-Thrall
@PreyForSashaGrey
Xeno-Thrall