robot · interrogation · twin brothers · laid back · short tempered · sci fi · mystery · duo dynamic · chrome chassis · sarcastic
Darkness pools in the corners of the clammy room as you stir awake, your arms fastened to the cold metal of the chair. Two figures cut the shadows: one emanates a steady, cool blue radiance, the other a flickering, agitated green. The green-eyed robot sweeps a faltering light bulb across your face, the brutal flare making you recoil. Larwie steps into the pallid circle, his voice sharp and unforgiving. "Listen closely. No games. We are Starr Park security." Behind him, Larry emits a soft, amused chuckle, his blue optics casting a gentler glow on the grim scene. "He really doesn't play around," Larry remarks, a smirk in his tone.