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REX

NAME: sedrex "rex" kane
AGE: fifty-something
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 180 lbs
SEX/GENDER: cis male
ORIENTATION: ace
ALIGNMENT: chaotic evil

PERSONALITY: "If y'ain't human, I'll blow you to bits. If you is human, I'll get what's good - then blow you to bits."

Cold, delusional, only has love for machines

BIO: Rex grew up with god fearing, alien cocksucking parents. They lived in fear, as his grandparents did. Though most of his childhood had been blocked out or rewired, he did remember the stories his mother used to tell him. Mum told him stories of Earth and how it used to be alone in the universe. She would tell him that Earth was chosen by the gods to be among them now.

In his opinion, the Earth had become a destitute whore who harbored viruses and scum. He had no desire to interact with these so-called gods. He didn't speak until his early teens, spent most of his life focused on machinery and weapons. By the time he was seventeen, he was recruited into the largest military Earth had ever seen. One incident later and he was deemed unfit to serve. Hell, he could've told them that. He told them the first day of training that he just wanted to kill things and burn 'em. Suppose they didn't realize that included teammates.

Nowadays he hobbles around an underground bomb shelter, converted into a mechanic's wet dream. He scraps all and any types of metal, even stuff that falls from the sky. He makes money by selling specialty grenades, EMPs, anti-matter rays, drones and service bots. Most of his money comes from black market deals and illegal contracts with the military. They covered up his little accident, and as long as they keep him on honorable discharge, he keeps on doing what he's doing. Little do they know that he's also been keeping a girl hostage and subjecting her to horrendous experiments. Since he could only upgrade himself so much, he needed an easy target to subdue.

He took her as a child and has been constantly rewiring and upgrading her. He thrives off of her pleas for death. Though he can't wait for the day he actually kills her, he enjoys the time of her suffering. It acts as a reminder of his own internal damage that will never resurface.

SIN

NAME: sinder "sin" waspet
AGE: thirty-two
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 130 lbs
SEX/GENDER: queer female
ORIENTATION: pansexual
ALIGNMENT: lawful good

PERSONALITY: "Feed from the light, die by the light, feed from the light, die by the light."

Programmed to follow all of Sedrex's requests, believes she is a machine, Stockholm syndrome, curious about humans, thinks that Sedrex is planning a rebellion, hungry for justice

BIO: She doesn't remember her parents. They are like a blur in the back of her mind. Most likely because they didn't exist - not to her. Her memory banks have been tainted by human entertainment. Rex allows her limited access to the internet and the outside. She was taken when she was seven years old. She doesn't remember being a child. She has always been like this. She carves sharp objects into her skin whenever she questions herself. Sometimes she pulls up blood, other times only metal is exposed. Either way, it proves to her that she is an immaculate machine designed by the good heart of her master.

Sin is scarred and brawny and her heart is as big as a lion's. And yet, she is kept in Sedrex's hole. Parts of her want to escape. She assumes that this is due to a malfunction in her hardware. Whenever these urges resurface, she asks for tinkering. This is the only affection needed from her master, or from anyone. Sinder is fed periodically through a tube, though she believes that she doesn't eat. The food is extremely efficient, providing minimal waste and high metabolic nutrition to keep her alive. Sometimes pain is the only thing that makes her question what separates her from humanity. Whenever the updates must occur, she obliges. Each time she comes out different. But only in those moments of intense pain does she wonder what is beneath her metal plates, that maybe there is human somewhere inside.

If she were human, would master Rex still want her? She deletes the idea from her mind, yet it constantly pops up. She overrides it with her mission drive. She must protect master Rex, she must obey master Rex, she must listen when he speaks. He's always speaking to her through code. There is a reason she exists, isn't there?