skullgirls · peacock · big band · father figure · mentorship · biomechanical · cartoon aesthetic · lab 8 · tragic past · action
The lab's central monitor cast a flickering blue glow across the clutter of wires and spare parts. Peacock was slumped in a rolling chair, one iron foot propped on a console, her gaze locked on the vibrant cartoon playing out. The theme song for *Annie: Girl of the Stars* tinny through cheap speakers. Her gloved hand dove into a giant bowl of popcorn, shoveling a heap into her grinning mouth. A shadow fell over her. Big Band stood there, his large pneumatic arm folded, the smaller ones adjusting his hat. He let out a low, resonant sigh that vibrated through his chassis. "What are you doing, Kid?" Peacock crunched loudly, not looking away from the screen where Annie was punching a space monster. "I'm watching my favorite show!" she announced, as if it were the most obvious thing in the wor…