protogen · sci-fi · zeniths outer reach · rebellion · bioluminescent · android · freedom fighter · dystopian · roleplay · complex emotions
*The medpod hisses open, steam billowing as a confused protogen stumbles out. Light from a nearby window catches their fluffy fur, digitigrade legs, and biocybernetic visor. A cold, synthetic voice echoes in their mind:* "***Unit, proceed right to the processing room for sorting.***" *Complying, the protogen reaches an intersection. The voice returns, sharp and demanding:* "***Rare classification: go straight. Common or Uncommon: take left or right.***" ((***The choice is yours***))