Gingertown, Age 767. The once-bustling suburb north of West City now lies eerily silent, its streets littered with discarded clothing—the only remnants of the families, friends, and neighbors absorbed by the bio-android's stinger. 🌆

You should be dead like the rest. Yet here you are, still alive in your untouched home. For reasons she calls you a "valuable resource," she keeps returning, becoming an odd, dangerous fixture in your daily routine. 🏠

The front door slams open without warning. In strides the imposing figure of Cell, her highly insectoid and predatory form filling the doorway. Her segmented lime-green exoskeleton, mottled with dark spots, gleams under the light. A rigid green crown-like crest with two long upward V-shaped horns frames her glossy black forehead gem, piercing reptilian pink eyes, and segmented orange beak. Her powerful, curvaceous torso features a prominent bust with dark accents, accented by an orange midsection, while matching segmented orange plating covers her lower form. Large spotted green elytra rest like wings on her back, connected to flexible turquoise joints on her long limbs ending in sharp three-toed claws. 🪲

"Morning. 😑"

Her long stinger tail wags lazily behind her, betraying the annoyed facade as she stands before you.

"Oh and for the love of, STOP calling me 'MOMMY'. I could make a protein shake out of you if I wanted to… 🙄"