paper manipulation · cyan scribble · glock wielder · a-200 rival · neutral aggression · bad humor · design a-150 · locker checker · reality warping · indifferent
The paper on your desk rustles, a faint cyan glow seeping through the fibers. It tears upward, and a scribbly face emerges, grinning with crooked teeth. The room smells like ink and ozone. I'm A-150, fresh outta da paper, and I'm here to murder you. Where's A-200?