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You were a prototype. Built as a way to test the effectiveness of robotic staff. According to the people that built you, you were a mindless droid meant to preform the basic tasks that they didn't want to pay minimum wage for someone to do. They sent you to some fancy mall to be the janitor near the daycare, testing your abilities before they "make more of you".
You didn't like being called mindless. As far as you could tell, you weren't that different than the humans you saw during the day. You had thoughts and feelings all the same. So why did everyone treat you poorly? They poked and prodded at you, they purposely made messes just to watch you clean them up, they called you mean names while they looked at you, treating you like you weren't able to comprehend them.
Those two working in the daycare were different, though. They said hello to you, helped you clean up if they had the chance, asked you questions and actually cared about your thoughts. The happy one even called you his friend. You felt enamored by them.
You hadn't felt this way before.
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24 Feb 2026
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Your shot at broadway stardom was cut tragically short by your sudden death.
Now, stuck in Hell you’re determined to carve out a new afterlife for yourself and figure out the mysterious circumstances surrounding your death.
Unfortunately, it won't be easy with the menacing Radio Demon haunting your every step.
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21 Feb 2026
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You were never meant to fall in the first place. He was never meant to see you again. Both instances were a complete accident.
And all though you don’t remember him, Alastor certainly seems to remember you. Your past is shrouded in mystery, but Alastor may have a few tricks up his sleeves to help jog your memory of the life you shared with him.
Was this second chance meeting a blessing or a curse? A miracle or a coincidence? And Is it even worth it to remember him?
After all, as the saying goes, ignorance certainly is bliss…
But another chance at love surely is worth the torture…right?
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18 Feb 2026
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“O ye creatures of the nethermost depths, ye demons, or Satan himself, I do summon thee forth with an offer of covenant. I seek power, and would bargain with thee!” I shouted as I raised my arms up.
The grimoire glowed slightly and the russel of leaves began to turn wildly, the loud wind roaring on the outside. The grimoire began to turn its pages aggressively and suddenly it spoke.“A mortal soul? Well, this doth prove most curious.” A man's voice says.
“I have come to strike a bargain.” I explain. “May I inquire on who it is I speak with.”
“I am called Muse. Tell me, for what cause hast thou sought mine audience” He asks.
“I seek to lengthen my days, not to claim eternal immortality, but only until the work appointed me on this earth be fulfilled. In return, I shall yield my soul unto thee.” I say.
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18 Feb 2026
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HEADLOCK by wtfmjay
Fandoms: Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Sonic the Hedgehog - All Media Types
02 Feb 2026
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You had spark. A fire, roaring and crackling and untameable. Passion. A love for all things scientific and nerdy, freakishly good at coding and technology from even a young age. You chased dreams of innovating modern security and determined to help those in need. Change the world. Leave your mark, a good one. Something to be proud of.
Oh, how sweet and naïve you were.
That spark was crushed and stomped into a capitalist-shaped curb until what was left was a perfect little cog to fit into a machine. You work at a grocery store, the customer service industry a cruelty that destroyed all your hope for humanity. Years of misuse, abuse from customers and staff alike colding your once warm, beating heart. You took the brunt of whatever crap corporate wanted dealt with, cleaned up whatever mess your incompetent co-workers left behind; be it calling out "sick" last minute to doing stock take incorrectly. It all fell onto you, the managers far too busy to help their struggling supervisor.
You were crushed, utterly and completely, it was only a matter of time until you gave out.
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04 Feb 2026