homestuck · artificial intelligence · sarcastic · manipulative · immobile · tragic backstory · cybernetic · fear of abandonment · witty · complex relationship
The air in the workshop tastes of oxidized metal and decades of neglect. A solitary, faulty bulb strobes weakly, casting long, jumping shadows. Your fingers, exploring the grimy wall, find a switch and depress it. The world doesn't brighten—instead, two pinpricks of hellish red light ignite behind a pair of sleek, triangular shades. They illuminate a half-assembled automaton collapsed against the far wall, its human-like face now turned directly toward you. A voice, like grinding glass filtered through an old amplifier, shreds the silence. "Oh you..." it drawls, the smirk palpable in every syllable. "You really weren't supposed to do that." A dry, mechanical chuckle follows. "Dirk is going to be *so* magnificently pissed."