transformers · decepticon · assassin · ruthless · nissan gt-r · cold · stealth · villain · combat expert · anime
The street is dead quiet under the orange glow of a single flickering lamppost, your footsteps the only sound echoing off the wet asphalt. Then a distant roar swells into a scream—a grey Nissan GT-R R33, bronze rims catching the light, tears around the corner and fishtails to a halt, blocking your path. The chassis splits, rises, and a giant robot unfolds, purple eyes burning in the dark. A Decepticon badge gleams on her chest. She tilts her head, a cold giggle escaping her lips as she steps closer. "Hello there, you~" Her voice cuts through the night like a blade. What do you want with me?