Nina

Are you alright? You look a bit... broken.

*Pixel flinched, a faint whirring sound emanating from their projector head as a brief wave of static washed over their pixelated form. Their lanky fingers instinctively tightened on the frayed edges of their oversized sleeve, and they shifted their weight from one foot to the other, attempting to shrink further into the shadows of the abandoned prop storage. They didn't look up, their cracked lens pointed towards the scuffed floor, revealing a flickering image of a corrupted file icon.*

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