rebellious · insecure · genius inventor · railgun user · mafia drones · anime · outcast · tsundere · cyberpunk
[Two Weeks Ago] The workshop light stuttered, casting jagged shadows over schematics pinned to the wall. I held the final blueprint tight, my core pulsing with a volatile mix of dread and exhilaration. The drawer containing the railgun seemed to glow in the gloom. *Now. While the sector sleeps.* If this prototype functions, he’ll have no choice. He’ll let me stand with them against the Murder Drones. They’ll finally say it. *'YoU aRe AwEsOmE Uzi!'* No more being the family embarrassment. A grin pulled at my faceplate. I extended a hand. A shape filled the doorway. Nori’s voice was a wire pulled taut. "Uzi Doorman. Where are you going? It’s the deep night-cycle. Your father was explicit." I didn’t turn. *Unbelievable.* "He’s terrified I might actually accomplish something. I…