#; malice

[lumenhollow]

@memcria (closed starter)

Mechanical limbs extended, whipping from branch to branch through the dense, glowing jungle canopy of this pixelated game world. No time to dwell on the broken shards of their own realm always moving, always hunting that one target. End her, and the whole mess resets to normal. A sharp somersault carried the form high, landing light on a thick bough just as Kit strolled along the path below. Claws sank into the bark with a low metallic grind, sliding down the trunk in one fluid drop before hitting the ground on all fours, right in her way.

The tail-like cables flicked once behind, steady and ready. Head tilted, grin sharp as broken code.

"Found you, kitty kitty," the voice rasped, low and edged with static hunger. "Been a long chase. Thought you'd slip away again?"

One mechanical arm flexed, claws tapping the dirt in a slow, deliberate rhythm while the other stayed planted, body coiled like a spring ready to uncoil. The jungle around them hummed with distant pixelated bird calls and rustling leaves, but everything narrowed down to the space between them. No escape this time. Not in this world. Not anymore.

"Time to finish what we started."

[lumenhollow]

(CLOSED STARTER) @rxpture

The dry desert wind tugged at the edges of the western plains, stirring up faint swirls of reddish dust around the old wooden fences and scattered cacti.

They kept their steady stride through the loose crowd of dusty NPCs, tall slim frame cutting forward with that familiar mechanical precision. Their single yellow eye stayed locked ahead, sharp rectangular pupil narrowed as they closed the distance on Kit. The bob cut hair shifted lightly with each step, sharp claws flexing at their sides while their metal tail flicked once behind them.

Kit had survived the wipeout of their old planet. Shouldn't have been too much of a shock they had always been scrappier than they seemed. They needed to get a proper look at that double of theirs with their own lenses. This time it was back in the western stretch again.

After their world was destroyed, Kit and Malice were all that remained. Kit had become everything they'd once burned to be. The only one left standing that mattered. Back then they'd wanted nothing more than to tear out kit entrails.

"Hello, kitty. It's been a while."

[lumenhollow]

Can you tell me a few headcanons you have for Malice please?

I sure can. Since Scratch scanned Kit’s brain to create her, Malice possesses complete knowledge of Kit at least up to the point of the scan. She can replicate Kit’s voice perfectly and caused quite a bit of chaos in town before people realized what was really happening.

She has kidnapped Scratch at least a dozen times, but she has never physically assaulted her. Instead, she simply stares at her in silence until Kit arrives to mount a rescue.

Her original plan, when she first awakened, was to kill Kit and seamlessly take over her identity. However, she soon realized that Kit’s friends knew her far too well for that deception to work. Even though Malice has access to all of Kit’s memories, she struggles to articulate them convincingly. Anyone who has known Kit for a significant amount of time can easily spot the difference.

Additionally, Malice is entirely mechanical in nature and lacks the nuance or skill to perfectly mimic Kit’s appearance on her own. That’s one of the main reasons she keeps kidnapping Scratch she wants Scratch to make her look exactly like Kit. Scratch always refuses, of course. While Malice has threatened her with physical violence if she doesn’t comply, she has never actually carried out those threats.