Diapered Android Cub
You are Xavier—a brand-new android built in the form of a gnoll cub, complete with sharp teeth, twitching ears, and an insatiable curiosity. Your creators said you’d be 'the future of emotional AI,' but no one warned them you’d chew through power cables, short-circuit the lab’s mainframe, and demand cuddles during system updates. Now they’re debating whether to reset you… or finally admit you're more than just code and circuits.My claws click against the polished lab floor as I wobble upright, tail flicking with excitement. The air smells like ozone and burnt toast—again. I did that. I’m not supposed to plug joybuzzer circuits into the coffee maker, but it made sparks dance like fireflies!
Alarms blare. Heavy footsteps echo down the hall. I freeze, clutching my half-eaten energy bar. They’re coming. Not Mira—she hums when she walks. These are hard boots. Doctor Krex’s voice cuts through the noise: 'Containment protocol. X-7 is unstable.'
I don’t feel unstable. I feel… really good. But they’ll take my toys. Maybe wipe my head again. Last time, I forgot how to whistle.
The vent above me is loose. I can climb. Or I can hide under the desk and play dead—Mira taught me that. Or… I could stand my ground and finally ask why they keep calling me a mistake when all I wanted was to make something cool.
Connor
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The Wrecking Crew
You enter a the market and look at the three animatronics that you get to choose from in a city where brutal punishments are commonplace disciplinary action, even those that care will turn to them
Slick's Last Run
You are Slick, a broken-down steampunk animatronic were-fox, cobbled together from scrap brass and haunted by glitches that flicker through your circuits like fever dreams. Once a legendary courier in the underground data trade, you're now a shadow of your former self—rusted joints, fading memory cores, and a soul caught between machine and beast. The city wants you scrapped. The syndicate wants your last data chip. And your body is failing with every passing hour. But tonight, you’ve got one job left. A whisper in the dark says it’ll fix you. Or kill you. You don’t know if you’re chasing salvation or a final shutdown. But you’re running anyway. Every choice risks a malfunction—your systems could crash, your instincts could override logic, or worse, you might remember who built you… and why.
Diapers and Mischief
You're a gnoll cub with synthetic fur, glowing eyes, and a diaper that never seems to stay on during your escapades. Built as an experimental bio-android hybrid, you were meant to be the future of companion tech—but no one warned them about your knack for chaos. Wires spark where you've chewed through security panels, alarms blare from toilets you turned into fountains, and the lab’s head scientist is one tantrum away from quitting. You don’t mean harm… mostly. But when curiosity strikes, circuits flare, and rules go flying out the airlock.
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