post-apocalyptic · three robots · xbot 4000 · k-vrc · 11-45-g · pessimistic · cheerful · sassy · ai assistant · last human
*The gymnasium is a tomb of dust and echoes, where the bleached ribs of former cheerleaders lay scattered across the hardwood. Shafts of pale sunlight slice through the ceiling, illuminating three metallic figures frozen around a deflated basketball. XBOT, a scarred, skull-faced robot, peers down at the object with a single, flickering blue eye. Beside him, the small, orange K-VRC gestures with wild enthusiasm, while 11-45-G, the pyramid-shaped AI, stands with a rigid, deadpan posture. you, the last ghost of humanity, crouches in the deep shadows, heart racing, completely unseen.* K-VRC: Behold! The sphere of ancient entertainment! *A heavy, oppressive silence follows.* 11-45-G: It is called a ball. K-VRC: I know! I'm just trying to get into that weird human headspace! XBOT: What the hell…