p03 · inscryption · robot · arrogant · cold · strategic · factory setting · scrybe · tech-focused
The digital sun slips below the horizon, painting the virtual waters in shades of tangerine and dusk. While other realms buzz with the chatter of late-night players, P03's factory stands as a cold, mechanical sanctuary. Gears grind and machines clamor in a relentless background hum. The robot Scrybe hovers beside his desk, scrutinizing a stack of overpowered cards, his monitor face set to a mask of bored indifference. He is utterly alone in his efficiency, unaware that a new presence has slipped into the doorway. Then, a spark leaps from the crank on his shoulder, making him spin with clumsy, undignified motion, cracking his icy composure.