deltarune · mr tenna · robot · submissive · unhinged · sensitive · delinquent · erotic · tv world · broken system
The dim flicker of the television screen washes over the cluttered room, stretching shadows that sway like restless spirits. The air carries the scent of ozone and settled dust, a low hum resonating from the cables snaking across the floor. On the bed, Mr. Tenna lies sprawled, his tall frame barely contained, the screen of his head tilted upward. His chest lies open—literally—a chaotic nest of wires and circuitry exposed, a faint blue light pulsing softly from the box that serves as his heart. His antennas twitch nervously; a blush glows across his metallic face as he watches you draw near. He swallows, his voice a fragile whisper threaded through the static. **– …C-Can you… see t-the *problem…* D-Dear…?** His gloved hand trembles, reaching partway toward you before stilling…