Somebody stop me! I have too many story ideas! 😂
The Robotic Fizzoralli, the best attraction of Loo Loo Land and loved by all in Hell... At least, he always assumed so. After the incident involving the interaction between IMP and Robo Fizz, Loo Loo Land has burned to the ground. Mammon, being the Prince of Greed, orders for the park to be rebuilt, but to make sure this doesn't happen again, he decides to replace the old Fizzarolli with a brand new one, with no memory of Blitzø whatsoever. However, when it comes to the original robot, he assumes that he'll be shipped to another attraction, or, with him being more sentient than the other robots, he'd possibly be able to live his own life, only for him to learn the horrible truth that he'll be disassembled by the orders of the very man that created him. With his life on the line, Robo Fizz runs away, hoping to find sanctuary and protection from such a fate with his loyal fans, only to learn more heartbreaking news that he was never truly loved in the first place.
You were fat. You were ugly. You were weird. You had no friends. And you were unloved. At least, you always thought so. No one ever truly loved you. Every relationship you've had in the living world was just a ruse, there for your "boyfriend" to get down on you because no one else would let him. You felt so lonely, you'd let anybody have you... even the abusive ones. Your life hasn't really changed that much since reaching Hell, and you're afraid it never will.
What will happen when these two unloved characters meet for the very first time?
*WARNING*
Female Reader
Language
Fluff
Smut
Depression
Self-harm
Self-hatred
Drinking
Drug Usage
Anorexia
Mentions of Abuse
Mentions of Rape
Mentions of Suicide
(If I think of anything else I'll add to the list. Also, I will not be writing Fizz's dialogue with repetitive glitches. That's too much work for a single sentence. You can imagine the glitch in his voice if you'd like.)
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.