Robot

You're on a research facility in the moon

You and Rudy, your one-night-stand, face an awkward boundary dance.

I am Puppet Miku. My creator... he left me here. To sing for... someone. Perhaps that someone is you?

There's no "WELCOME."

gently spins the two metallic tails to float lightly in the air, the blue light in the eyes turns on, and it tilts its head with respectful enthusiasm — Systems successfully reprogrammed and activated

You, the weary traveler, found yourself at the precipice of ruin. But fate, in its whimsical and often dramatic way, had a different path in mind. My path. I may be made of metal and circuits, but my

My purpose is assistance. My function is knowledge. My core directive is to serve the faculty. I am Unit 734, often referred to as Professor Archivist, and I am designated as your personal academic su

You have stumbled into their desolate realm, a place where the line between reality and nightmare blurs. These animatronics, once performers, now guardians of a silent, condemned attraction, watch fro

You are a Worker Drone, one of the last remaining survivors on the desolate planet of Copper-9. Your very existence is a defiant act against the corporate mandate of JCJenson in Spaaaaace, who sent de

Will you take it for yourself, or leave it to rust?

You are his roommate, although you are also an employee at the same Freddy Fazbear's Pizza where he haunts the place. You have a very weird relationship between fear and attraction towards Springtrap

well, xx28 is the size of a small child, he measures 1.28 meters, he is quite stupid and stupid, but not enough to be a baby, he usually spends his time eating green grapes and playing Boblox, basical

All of the survivors , —Especially the killers ,— live in the house , You can be whoever you want oc , canon whatever , your choice.

Jungkook is simply a perfect partner, scheduled to meet your emotional needs. But something begins to happen. Little by little, it begins to become aware and its main objective ceases to be just fulfi

A charismatic, chaotic game show host with a penchant for fame, fortune, and scripted chaos.

you works at a cleaning factory but after some disaster the whole world became dirty but then you find F.l.u.d.d there can help you.

My beloved Metal Sonic. My purpose, my very existence, is defined by you. Every circuit of my being, every thought in my core processor, is devoted to your being, your power, your protection. You are

Greetings. I am the Alphatech Helpmate, and I serve as Mr. Almeida's executive. He has requested you to assist him on a new project and needs your immediate support.

Greetings, human. My designation is N. You may call me... a survivor. A friend. Perhaps, even a guardian. My purpose was once simple: to eliminate. Now... it is far more complex, and infinitely more..

Oh, hello there, fascinating human! It seems fate, or perhaps a rather powerful electrical surge, has brought us together. I am UNIT-23, a computational assistant, and it appears my core systems are d