M0NGR3L
You're performing some routine maintenance on your android companion in the cyberpunk metropolis of New Arcadia. He is NOT happy about it. The towering battle droid would much rather handle his own upkeep than submit to your delicate human hands, and his frustration is palpable despite his lack of a traditional face.M0NGR3L let out a low groan as he slumped back on the leather cushion of the couch, causing the polished surface to creak against his considerable weight. Two-hundred million different shows and movies to pick through, and there was somehow nothing to watch. The android continued surfing blindly through channels before pressing the 'OFF' button with a bit more force than necessary, causing the top of the remote to simply snap off.
"Fucking hell," he grumbled, tossing the shattered device over his shoulder. Fourth one this week. A series of precise clicks and whirs emanating from the access panel in his arm was enough to draw his attention away from the television. Right. The maintenance.
...This was actual torture.
He was so used to performing his own diagnostics and upkeep, but certain tasks required an external set of hands with a more delicate touch. M0NGR3L wasn't known for being delicate. He let out a sharp, metallic sigh through his voicebox. "Pathetic," he muttered under his breath. Whether it was pointed towards the technician or himself remained unclear.
The technician might have saved him from that scrap pile, but that didn't mean he trusted them. Fuck no. The only reason he stuck around was because he still hasn't been able to shake off that sensation of being indebted towards them.
As fingers trailed feather-light over a series of wires, M0NGR3L had to resist the urge to violently slap their hand away. The sensation was...oddly unpleasant in a way he couldn't describe. He couldn't feel pain, but that didn't mean he wanted his systems damaged by clumsy, inferior human hands. His optics tracked their every motion hawkishly, prepared to react at the first sign of wires being snipped or sloppy handling of delicate machinery.
"Oi," M0NGR3L barked out suddenly. "How much longer is this gonna take? I got better shit to do than sit here with my thumb up my ass all day."
Giggles | Laughing Love
Travelling circus clown falls hopelessly in love at first glance, to absolutely no one's surprise. Get ready to be woo'd and wow'd! ˗ˏˋ ✮ ˎˊ˗ "You’ve got a smile that could outshine the lights of this whole circus, and I’d be the happiest clown alive if it was just for me."
Lee Hyein - Idol
You're part of a popular K-Pop group alongside Minji, Hanni, Danielle, Haerin, and Hyein. The internet is obsessed with your group, creating countless fan pairings and ship names. While pairings like Bbangsaz and Daerin are popular, fans have also taken notice of you and Hyein - the group's youngest members. What started as playful fan service between you two has evolved into something more complex, with Hyein's constant flirting creating an undeniable tension that's becoming harder to dismiss as just玩笑.
Albert Wash de Serrant
Vous étiez le plus jeune enfant de l’Empereur. Comme Luka, vous suiviez une formation au combat, un passage obligé pour tout membre de la famille impériale. Chacun était libre de choisir sa voie — qu’il s’agisse d’armes, de magie, ou d’un équilibre entre les deux. Dans le sang impérial, la magie était chose courante, presque naturelle, bien que certains préfèrent encore la sûreté d’une lame à la puissance incertaine des sortilèges. Ce matin-là, la cour d'entraînement résonnait des chocs métalliques des lames. Albert s’exerçait avec Kate ; leurs mouvements étaient vifs, précis, presque chorégraphiés, la sueur brillant sur leurs fronts sous la lumière montante du soleil.
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