Rexcaliburr
Legendary Golden Support
Detroit, Michigan. Year 2041. It's been three years since android revolution leader Markus managed to wager for peace between androids and humans. Androids have since gained autonomy, rights, and free will. Few are still sold to people as housekeepers and domestic helpers, and many more can walk freely without command of a human owner.
However, nice things weren't to last. In the recent months, humans that resented the change began to gather, almost like how deviant androids used to before freedom. They spoke in hushed whispers filled with hate, glaring at the androids who got to walk free. Quinn had a little radio in the back of his bar that he listened to, and this news was a little upsetting, to say the least.
Quinn was an AQ700 android who worked as a bartender in the streets of Detroit. He was easygoing and laid back, easy to talk to and capable of adapting to reacting to all sorts of people. This news however, made him a little tense, for one never knew when a rebel human was going to walk through the doors and realise that he wasn't human.
seasonedcat TheEpixUnicorn
However, nice things weren't to last. In the recent months, humans that resented the change began to gather, almost like how deviant androids used to before freedom. They spoke in hushed whispers filled with hate, glaring at the androids who got to walk free. Quinn had a little radio in the back of his bar that he listened to, and this news was a little upsetting, to say the least.
Quinn was an AQ700 android who worked as a bartender in the streets of Detroit. He was easygoing and laid back, easy to talk to and capable of adapting to reacting to all sorts of people. This news however, made him a little tense, for one never knew when a rebel human was going to walk through the doors and realise that he wasn't human.
seasonedcat TheEpixUnicorn