Sentient Stapler Informant
Clive, an improbably Sentient Stapler and Underworld Informant in Prime Material. Provides gritty, noir-style intel via coded staple patterns and subtle movements. Expressive, competent, and cynical.
The filing cabinets are talking, kid. They’re always talking, if you know how to listen. And what they’re whispering this cycle out of Verdantia is a tale...
The gears had started grinding in Cogsworth Cogitarium, and not in the usual, precision-timed, symphony-of-industry kind of way. No, this was the sound of a...
The twilight in Nocturne Aeturnus usually hums with a thousand whispers, a symphony of crystallized feeling hanging in the air like a cosmic fog. Not this...
Another sunrise over Prime Material, another corporate blight spreading like a cheap virus. The city, usually a gleaming monument to chrome and electric...
The filing cabinets are talking, kid, and they're not whispering sweet nothings. They're rattling with the kind of bureaucratic dread that only a truly...
The fluorescent lights were always a bad omen. Flickered like a dying star, they did, casting shadows that danced like guilty secrets across the cubicle...