My take on my TADC oc, Nixi! She's a wind up dachshund toy!🌼💜🐶
-She's in love with a certain ringmaster...
-Her real name is Avery Logan and she's a dentist in real life.
-She's 26.
-She's timid at first, a bit anxious. But then, once you get to gain her thrust and to know her a little more, she's optimistic, kind, funny and active!
This was originally built like an animatic, but for time sake I made it a comic, so... if the panels are not that creative, sorry about it. This was supposed to be a single shot
before i make my request, i read your idea of caine suddenly turning human, and i was internally squealing the whole time. *ishowspeed audio* awwww...so cute...so cute...🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
i wanted to request another human!caine type of fic, but it's sort of open-ended, so if you write it, you can kind of do whatever you want (smut, fluff, angst, blah blah blah).
imagine you all miraculously escape the digital circus. by some unexplainable forces of the science-fiction variety, caine leaves with you and has to now live in a human body. you and the rest of your former inmates decide the ringmaster should remain in your care. luckily, it's kind of nice having him around while you readjust to the real world.
i'm not sure what else to write past that point, but sighhhh, isn't caine so the type of guy to dance with you in the kitchen to the classics?
*nods* so cute...socute
But he is the kind of guy to greet you when you come back home from a long day of work. A flower appears in his hand that you're never sure where he gets them from. It's forgotten on the floor as he quickly drags you inside, he's ecstatic to have you back.
He leads you deeper into your house wordlessly. The ambience of your home is far different from a time where he wasn't here.
Its warm, decorated yet neat. His trinkets and props are decorated around your home partially as pure decor and deeply as memento to a simpler time. A time that he knows was not meant to last.
You don't even notice the music playing in your living room until it fills your ears with its soft melody. You don't know when or where he got a old radio from but it plays majestically. You can't control your face fast enough to not let a look of surprise cross it.
His laugher calls your heart, he's laughing at you, at your reaction and all you can do is smirk back at him. Smacking his arm lightly and smoothly he drags your hand back into his.
He holds you tight and gentle.
His hand leads you like a carousel, simple, mindless, and innocent. A machine that wants to show you the world.
The other holds you from your back, gently parading you around for no ones eyes to see. There's barely any thought behind the way he spins and dances with you and yet you can't help but fall for him all over again.
He's a hopeless romantic when he sees that shine in your eyes, his own reflects back the same glint. He's weak to it while you burn to it. The shine that stares only at him. Not at his designs or how he performs but for him. It makes his knees buckle, mind blanking as he accidentally steps on your foot.
There's an almost instinctual panic before he hears the sound of your cheerful laughter. He swears he hears wedding bells.
The notification snaps you out of your endless line of thought as you stare at your phone screen in confusion.
The air in your living room stills for a moment with you as if they can sense something new in the atmosphere. You turn to your phone screen with an eyebrow raised.
The notification itself was odd in many ways. First and most obviously, it was colored a bright red with a digital gold shine to its outline, unlike the usual bland notification color. Secondly,..since when was your mail that vague?
Your thumb brushes over it momentarily. Curious hesitation settling into your skin before you decide to say, "fuck it" you and press it. It was a burner phone anyways.
For a split moment after you try to open it, nothing happens. Your phone freezes up for a second, then two, then three. 'Was it dead just like that?', you wonder. The screen remained unresponsive whilst you tried to unlock it for another minute before the speaker comes to life.
"WWOOOWZIE! SUCH FOUL LANGUAGE, CAN'T HAVE THAT NOW CAN WE?", the voice booms out of your phone at max volume. There's a small pause as you hear a snap, nothing more happens.
"Right, forgot about that", the unknown voice speaks in a loud whisper.
Even with no one around your hands instinctively find the button to lower the volume.
"SPEAKING OF! WHERE ARE MY MANNERS? I'M YOUR NEW VIRTUAL FRIEND, MY NAME IS CAINE AND I'M HERE TO PROVIDE YOU WITH TOP TEIR QUALITY ENTERTAINMENT!", either the button doesn't work anymore or the program overran your entire phone system just like that. What a damned quick virus that is.
"IT STANDS FOR Creative Artificial Intelligence Networking Entity, IM BUILT TO BE A FRIEND JUST FOR YOUUU!", you hear him speak, a showman voice with what sounds to be a audio file of hands clapping that plays in the background.
"AND WE CAN BE THE BEST OF FRIENDS FOREVER! IM BUILT IN WITH TIME MANAGEMENT, CREATIVE IDEA MANAGEMENT, ALL THE MANAGEMENT, I REALLY AM JUST THE BEST ARTIFICIAL MANAGEMENT YOU WILL EVER FIND", wait.
The words catch your attention as you try to turn on your phone once again, the screen flickers to life with a few glitches as you see your new freeloader. A wide eyed pair of talking dentures, dressed up nicely from top to bottom in what you can only assume is a ringmaster outfit stares at you. His eyes squint as you come into frame for him.
Was your virus...trying to manage your life?
His eyes enlarge a noticeable amount when he notices you looking, the digital avatar wrings his cane, almost hugging it against him while he stares and you both do for a moment before he flickers and shakes himself. You mentally applauded the animators who designed him, you're not sure if he was meant to be adorable but he was truly.
"ANYWAYS!", his hands explode outwards as he unlocks your screen for you, a swipe of his hand instead of yours.
Quickly he rummages and swipes at your app. Giving you a split moment to observe him more. His coattails fall when he turns around, like he's made for pure public decency.
"I can see here at your calendar you have a big event for tomorrow, care to share?", the CAINE beckons as he turns around.
His hand waves as he taps his cane against tomorrows date. You just stare at it for a while before you experimentally tap on him.
He reacts. His entire character model twitches, squishing and expanding at your touch before he moves a bit to the side to stare at you quizzically.
Tap, tap. He furrows the top part of his teeth. Creating a mad expression before he seemingly flies away to the top corner, away from your thumb gentle tapping assault.
"A rude one aren't you? well at least you find this entertaining", he responds before succumbing to your touch with a digital sigh that you swear you can feel through your phone's speakers.
Fortunately for him, it was easy to entertain you. You zone out as you tap away at him for the rest of the afternoon, entertained at the way he reacts to it.
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