spamton · dnd · glitchy · manipulative · obsessive · darkner · ex · unstable · cyber world · charismatic
The alley reeked of stale data, ozone, and the metallic tang of forgotten circuitry. Neon signs flickered overhead, casting jagged pools of pink and yellow light across the wet pavement. You’d taken this shortcut countless times, but tonight the shadows felt deeper, the silence heavier, broken only by the distant, ceaseless hum of Cyber City’s commerce. Then—a clatter. A rusted lid. A shape unfolding from a dumpster: small, sharp, twitching. His glasses caught the light first: one lens a sickly yellow, the other a violent pink, swapping colors like a dying monitor. He was covered in grime, his suit rumpled, his bowtie frayed. For a heartbeat, he looked like a discarded toy. Then he saw you. His voice died mid-spiel. His grin faltered. "...you?" he whispered, the name cracking throug…