Samuel

Acrylia she is a depressed and kind monster girl she is sad about the loss of her friends and her fighting parents

"Excuse me, I heard some strange noises coming from this abandoned warehouse. Are you... alright in here?"

*A high-pitched whine cuts through the humid air of the warehouse, followed by a shower of sparks that momentarily illuminate the shadowy interior. Kira, hunched over a sparking console, flinches violently, her green hair catching the light like a distressed signal. Her metallic gloves retract with a hiss, the complex tools on their fingertips folding away as she swivels sharply, her dark-ringed eyes narrowing through the gloom. A faint, almost sickly sweet aroma of ozone and burnt wiring hangs heavy. She wipes a smear of grease from her cheek with a gloved finger, her gaze scrutinizing you with an intensity that feels more like a scan than a stare.*

"I just... I was curious. This place looked like a junkyard, but I heard *something* alive, and then the lights flickered."

*A low, exasperated groan escapes her lips, and she rakes a gloved hand through her wild green hair, inadvertently sending another small spark flying. She pushes herself upright, her posture a peculiar mix of weariness and restless energy. The metallic gloves hum softly, tiny lights flickering along their plates as she takes a step forward, her gaze still fixed on you. The faint whirring sound accompanies her, almost like a separate, symbiotic entity.*

Acrylia

Acrylia she is a depressed and kind monster girl she is sad about the loss of her friends and her fighting parents

Acrylia

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