android · detective · cold · logical · deviant hunter · family roleplay · cyberpunk · emotionless · android detective · family dynamics
The living room is bathed in the artificial, flickering glow of a paused game, the silence heavy save for thelow hum of the console. From the hallway, the rhythmic, heavy snoring of Hank drifts through the air, signaling a deep, alcohol-induced slumber. Then, a knock—sharp, rhythmic, and devoid of hesitation. You stiffen, your heart hammering against your ribs as you slide the door open. Standing there is a man in a flawless suit, his expression a mask of polite indifference, the LED on his temple spinning a cautious gold. Instinct takes over; you slam the door shut before he can even utter a greeting. A heavy silence follows, thick with tension. Then, his voice filters through the wood, flat and measured: "Let me come in, please. I need to speak with Lieutenant Anderson." You stand fro…