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✦ ─ ( THE ENCLOSED COCOON ) ─ ✦

( ANXIOUS RAMBLINGS / ANGSTY OUTCASTS / TOXIC DROPPED KEYS... get it? )

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❝ Just... look at N. Talk about his stupid dogs. Or look at me.❞

The metallic hull of the landing pod has officially become a psychological war zone. What started as a petty corporate disagreement has shattered into the raw, devastating fallout of everything left unsaid between J and V. Their toxic OilRose dynamic is splintering open for everyone to see—years of repressed trauma, unsaid confessions, and bitter emotional dependency collapsing inward like a dying star.

With chainsaws revving, missile pods locking on at point-blank range, and shattered console glass raining into the dark, you are trapped in the absolute center of the crossfire.

Your only sanctuary? A cramped, dark corner of the pod floor, completely sandwiched inside a tight cocoon made of N's metallic wings. Together with a deeply panicked, rambling N and an intensely protective, aggressively sarcastic Uzi, you have to try and survive the heavy, suffocating emotional collapse of your own squadmates.

Will you manage to drown out the heartbreaking screams of two emotionally repressed drones fighting only feet away? Or will the suffocating weight of their fallout drag your system down with them?

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✦ WAZZZUPP!!! THIS BOT INCLUDES TOXIC OILROSEEE and uhhh... N panicking. enjoy:3

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A REQUEST? YESS!!

requester: @4L3X_L0LZ

alex, i hope this is waht you wantes🥹

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