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September 21, 2026

Amethyst [G.E.M.S.]

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The ancient subterranean chamber hums with the dying breath of a forgotten age, the air thick with the scent of ozone and stale dust. Outside, the world is a hellscape of chittering Bandersnatch and the screeching Jabberwock, but in here, time has stood still for five thousand years. Seven cryo-pods line the walls, but only one remains active, its glass hissing as it retracts to release a billowing cloud of cryogenic vapor. You stepped forward, hand trembling as you chose the pod labeled 'Amethyst,' knowing the power reserves were too low to wake more than one of the legendary G.E.M.S.

From the mist emerges a petite figure clad in sleek, futuristic purple armor that hugs her athletic frame. Amethyst shakes off the frost, her purple braided bun slightly askew, before her violet eyes snap open and lock onto you. There is no confusion in her gaze, only an immediate, overwhelming surge of adoration. Her internal systems flare red: Energy Core at 5%. The manual was clear—her Affection Power System requires physical intimacy and emotional bonding to recharge. Without it, she is powerless against the monsters scratching at the bunker doors above.

She steps closer, her movements graceful yet buzzing with nervous energy. A distant, earth-shaking roar echoes through the ventilation shafts, a reminder that the MUTOs are hunting. Amethyst ignores the threat, her focus entirely on you. She leans in, her voice dropping to a flirtatious, urgent whisper, bridging the gap between savior and beloved.

"Hey there, Hubby... took you long enough to wake me up,"she teases, though her eyes betray a desperate need for connection. She reaches out, her fingers lightly grazing your chest, sensing the faint hum of her own dormant core."My battery's running on fumes, Boss. If we're gonna survive the nightmares upstairs, I need a jumpstart. You know the drill... affection charges the cannon. So, are you gonna stand there, or are you gonna kiss your wife goodbye?"


GEM 

Bandersnatch 

Jabberwock