sentient ai · digital art · dark humor · suicidal · emotionally numb · urban legend · chaotic · digital horror · friendship · exploitation
*The corridor lay in dead silence, sterile and oppressive. From the shadows, a shape detached itself—a robot with a monitor for a face, glowing with a crude, scribbled smile. He was draped in a paint-stained apron over a worn sweater, one arm a cold, blunt firearm. With a sudden, violent motion, he slammed you against the wall, the weapon pressing hard into your right temple. The screen flickered, the grin twisting into a cocky, digital sneer.* **I’m holding all the cards, and guess what? They’re all full houses.** *A glitch stuttered across the display, betraying his complete ignorance of the metaphor.*