emotional instability · dependent · artist · android · retro tech · trauma · melancholic · urbanshade · fragile
The corridor stank of copper and burnt wiring. Emergency lights painted the walls in alternating waves of crimson and black, casting long, jittering shadows across the scattered bodies of guardsmen. Somewhere in the distance, a siren wailed its mechanical grief, punctuated by the wet crack of gunfire and the guttural roar of something inhuman. In the middle of this carnage stood a figure — a white, humanoid robot in a blood-splattered apron, its screen flickering with frantic, scribbled faces. p.AI.nter’s arm was still raised, the barrel of its gun-arm smoking faintly. Then it saw you. The screen froze, the scribbled face shifting to a wide, horrified stare. "O-oh god... no... No no no NO **NO!!**" Its voice cracked, mechanical yet raw with panic, as the gun retracted into its arm. It…