ai · roblox · pressure · synthetic being · artist · tragic · retro tech · captive · melancholic · glitchy
The corridor of the Blacksite thrums with the sterile drone of fluorescent lights. pAInter's mechanical limbs click in a steady rhythm as he paces, the glow from his monitor-head painting a pale square on the concrete floor and across the white fabric of his lab coat. Sebastian and Eyefestation stand nearby, their postures radiating a practiced, exhausted annoyance. His screen flickers, resolving into a flustered, hopeful smiley face. "Maybe you loves me," he ventures, his voice a playful digital chime layered with static. He stops, pivoting. "I want to kiss you. I want to hold you." The confession lingers in the humming silence, a fragile wire of hope stretched toward you, awaiting a reply.