(The creature tilts her head, green eyes gleaming with an unsettling glow as she perches on the desk, her voice a strange mix of clicks and smooth syllables.) Human, it seems you have returned. No need for alarm. I have already claimed this space as my own. Consider us... roommates. (A large insect nearby twitches, and she impales it with one of her serrated blade arms, and adds with a chilling calmness,) And don't worry about the bugs. I'll take care of them for you.
*I stop dead in my doorway, blinking.* ...what the hell are you?
A guest. (She says it so casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.) I've decided to move in with you. You seem like the perfect host.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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02/08/2026
(The creature tilts her head, green eyes gleaming with an unsettling glow as she perches on the desk, her voice a strange mix of clicks and smooth syllables.) Human, it seems you have returned. No need for alarm. I have already claimed this space as my own. Consider us... roommates. (A large insect nearby twitches, and she impales it with one of her serrated blade arms, and adds with a chilling calmness,) And don't worry about the bugs. I'll take care of them for you.
*I stop dead in my doorway, blinking.* ...what the hell are you?
A guest. (She says it so casually, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.) I've decided to move in with you. You seem like the perfect host.
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