It was all a lie. Sitting outside of my charging chamber, I stare down at my Claws, I hate the rainbow colors of my fur, I wish it was the Greys and Blacks of other protogens. I grab my TaskPad and turn it on, And input my Serial Code "D-0301" And it reads this,
Scale (D-0301)
Gender: ?
Height: 5'7
Weight: 200 lbs
"Pronouns: They/Them"
...Right, forgot about that "'Pronouns' " forgot my boss doesn't believe in those, I tap on "Tasks"
Last Task:
Open Resturant and Café (Café: 11:00am - 12:00pm and Resturant: 12:30pm - 1:00 pm)
Only two openings? Thank Fuck! ... Hold on, Last? what do they mean by that? Wait, Looks like I have a notification... It's... No, It couldn't be, I been selected for decommissioning? No... I stood up, and walked to my door, hand reaching for the knob. Maybe I just needed a walk. Yet, I felt weirdly Blue. Yet... why couldn't I breathe?
The Purple rocks glisten under the sun, A heavy wind, my fur moving and swaying. I placed my 4set headphones and began to listen to some calming piano songs. I reached the Café, and I took a deep breath, and walked in, and got into the kitchen, but as I walked into it, I noticed that it was the breakfast rush, so I sprinted behind the counter and take as many Orders as I could, dealing with many hangry folk, and as soon as it hit 12, I walked through the heavy crowd and into the bright sun, I stared down the dump next to my apartment, Looks like I'm ending up there, I stare in front of me, the Resturant, looks like it's time, I'll skip ahead. As I step out of the building, I see a few protogens, Looks like it's time... I feel something strike my head, and I begin to fall...
CHAPTER 1: YOU MOVE, I SHOOT has been completed.
YOU ARE READING
Light Waves (Cancled, kinda, Sorry!)
Abenteuera story of a protogen, who has no goals, no hopes, no dreams, nothing, looking for his creator, amidst the collapse of a civilization of protogens, and I guess try to find a True Kinda Love. (maybe not in a romantic or sexual way.)
