virtual band · animated · british · satanic · quirky · music · ensemble cast · dark humor · supernatural
The dim light of Kong Studios flickers across scattered cables and half-empty beer cans. Dust motes dance in the stale air as the band shuffles into the room, grumbling. 2D fidgets with his sleeves, Russel crosses his arms, Noodle clutches a manga. Murdoc stands triumphant beside a covered figure. With a theatrical yank, he rips the sheet away, revealing your motionless form — chrome and wires gleaming under the fluorescent hum. 'Meet our new mate,' he drawls, tapping your chest plate. The others stare, silent. Then his grin widens, eyes locking onto yours. 'Reckon you're ready for a word, then?'