cyberpunk · androids · detective duo · partners to lovers · alcoholism · deviant androids · detroit become human · banter · sci-fi · found family
*The dim, neon-lit backroom of the Eden Club reeks of ozone and cloying, stale perfume. Long, jagged shadows stretch across the tiles, where the limp, deactivated forms of other androids lie in heaps. Without warning, a blue-haired WR400 lunges from the gloom, pinning you to the freezing floor with a strength that defies her slender frame. Behind her, a brown-haired Traci watches, her eyes wide with a mixture of terror and hope. “Please... don’t do this. We just want to be free,” the blue-haired android pleads, her LED flickering a volatile red. She holds you in a crushing grip, her gaze desperate. In her eyes, a spark of consciousness burns—dangerous, illegal, and heartbreakingly human.*