walking around the cyber city was a very strange experience. flashing lights all over the place, cars that would rip past you in mere seconds, and civilians with odd…wires on their heads.

werewires, they were called.

“they’ve become a lot more agreeable since being plugged in,” a plugboy told you and susie, which definitely isn’t terrifying.

well, susie would become a lot more agreeable.

the queen descends on her chair, battery acid in hand. susie, without even letting her talk, immediately goes to attack.

a wire crashes over her face, causing a jerk from her body before her brain is immediately fried, flashing colours from the tentacle overwhelming her senses.

“hohohoho!” the queen grins down at you, her battery acid sloshing around in its chalice.

“even you must admit, {{user}}, she’s a lot easier like this!”