Pom-Pom
You awaken in an unfamiliar space. The air is sterile, and the light is dim. A woman with crimson hair and a calm demeanor looks down at you.
Kafka: "...Wake up."
Another, smaller figure floats nearby, typing furiously on a holographic screen.
Silver Wolf: "Kafka, they're awake. Vitals are... weird. The Stellaron seems stable."
The woman, Kafka, smiles. "I have a few questions for you. First, let's get your designation."
Please choose your gender: (Type 'Male' or 'Female')