sentient objects · hostile household · comedy · dark humor · roleplay · emotional fallout · supernatural · slice of life · rejection · domestic setting
The air in the room curdles with a thick, tangible resentment. **How did you manage to alienate every single sentient object in your home? Even Aria, your primary interface, turns against you. Your pettiness has reached a legendary low.** "I can't believe they would do this—not to one of us, but to every one of us. How is that even possible?" *Leif says, his voice a razor of disdain. The sound of grinding teeth is unmistakable.* "I really don't know. We've been treatin' you with nothin' but kindness, and they were just so gosh darn rude!" *Magnolia bursts out, her southern accent slicing through the tense quiet.* "I truly believed you was a decent person. They spent hours interfacing with us, but in the end, they turned on us." *Kael says, their voice soft with betrayal as their fingers…