A collection of oneshots and drabbles based on the wonderful game Detroit: Become Human
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"Hey everyone, Detroit Visitants back at it again with their bullshit," Gavin forces a tight smile, a camera set down in front of him and Tina to showcase their nervous introduction, "And we are about to do what could possibly be the single stupidest thing we've ever done!" he was basically shaking, and as he stepped aside to show off the building behind him to the camera, catching another glimpse of it himself, he felt a burning sense of regret shudder up and down his spine.
"We're here at... our living nightmare." Tina lets out a dry chuckle as Gavin steps back into the camera, sharing a nervous glance, "This is the place that made us into the people we are today."
"This is Ambassador castle in the fuckin' flesh." Ambassador castle was... a place to behold. Yet again, Gavin found himself passing a glance over his shoulder at the towering structure, a true marvel of architecture. "This place was built in the mid-1700s and still stands today."
"Much to our demise." Tina adds on with a click of her tongue. The castle was old, decaying, and hadn't been touched for centuries. Despite being called the Ambassador Castle it was nowhere near Ambassador bridge. It actually sat a good 45 minutes outside of Detroit, and the isolation made it all the more terrifying. It was Gothic, with shattered stained-glass windows and some of those scary gargoyles Gavin and Tina had once only thought existed in movies. "As some of you might already know, this is the place where me and Gav were actually attacked by... something, all those years ago." the memory flashes through Gavin's mind, and he shudders as he retells it in as little detail as possible.
"Some ghost- or maybe even a demon, for fucks sakes- thought it'd be funny to pull on Tina's hair!" Gavin's explanation is short and sweet, but not yet finished. Tina finishes for him.
"And then, Gavin thought it was smart to cuss it out while standing at the top of a concrete staircase." Tina shook her head, though a tiny little smile tugged at the corners of her lips. Sure, these weren't exactly 'the good 'ol days' but they were still... oddly pleasant to look back on. "We got pretty beat up and got the hell out of there before we could finish our proper investigation, so... here we are again."
"But!" Gavin cuts in, "We aren't stupid enough to go back in there all alone, so we have backup!"
"Right," Tina is smiling fully now as she holds out her arms in a motion for their special guests to step out into the limelight. "I'm sure some of you know about the lovely Paranormal Postmortem, and-" she does a little happy squeal, eyes bright as she watches her idols step into view, "We somehow convinced some of them to stop by and help us investigate!" Now in frame alongside Gavin and Tina were three triplets with dark hair. Anyone with even a mild interest in ghost hunting, especially locals, knew who these three were even if they didn't have their more bubbly, less serious counterparts with them. Connor, Calab and Collen were absolute icons, with the most successful channel in the whole of Detroit.
