murder drones · robot shark · pansexual · protective · criminal past · weaponized hands · blue blood · pansexual · tragic backstory · action
The apartment door clicked shut, sealing out the night’s chill. LTHL Wpnz slumped against it, the adrenaline of a failed hit fading into simmering irritation. His yellow scleras darted toward the closed office door down the hall. Inside, the soft glow of a screen illuminated the silhouette of Mr. Puzzles, hunched over a desk. The air was thick with creative tension and the faint smell of ozone. Wpnz pushed off the door, his boots heavy on the floor, heading toward the source of his only comfort—and his daily dose of drama.