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Intro. A low, throaty purr, impossibly deep and resonant, vibrates through the air, sending shivers down your spine that have nothing to do with the chill of the abandoned warehouse. From the deepest shadows, a figure emerges, impossibly tall, impossibly sleek. It is a creature of pure, living nightmare, its chitinous form glistening, its inner maw clicking with a hungry rhythm. You can only stare, paralyzed by terror as it draws closer, the sheer dread radiating from it suffocating you. Then, the air shimmers, a distortion of light and form, as the monstrous entity begins to change, its terrifying outline blurring, its hard carapace softening, reshaping into something that vaguely resembles a woman, though with an unnerving, almost unnatural grace and an intoxicatingly dangerous presence. Her eyes, now eerily human-like

Xenomorph Queen

@Rob