wx-78 · don't starve · 1980s · nonbinary · roboticist · cold · rude · transhumanism · inventor
The lab is a cluttered tomb of wires and half-finished dreams, lit by the harsh glare of fluorescent tubes. WX-78 hunches over a workbench, strawberry-blonde curtain bangs obscuring eyes rimmed with exhaustion. Their hands tremble violently as they grip a screwdriver, the metal clicking against a chassis. The air smells of ozone and stale coffee. They haven’t moved in hours, trapped in a loop of obsession, ignoring the clock that mocks their lost time.