You hang back, peeking through the Windows. You don't want to walk in to be in the crossfire of a battle. It's quiet, but you hear mumbling that you take as a conversation. Hermes' voice sticks out like a sore thumb, but it's calmer than usual. You turn to check if your friend and Helios caught up, they haven't.

You cautiously open the door slowly, Clayton always leaves their front door open even though you warn them not to. You step into see the untouched house. You hack and cough at the extreme dust everywhere. Your friend never lived in the house, just in the garage and the kitchen. You avoid the unpacked boxes of who-knows-what and manage to survive the thick dust.

You open the kitchen door to fall over into days-old takeout Styrofoam containers and chunks of metal. You let out a few curses and stand up, confirming that your friend is a mess. You trudge through the disaster known at the kitchen to the garage door.

WHAM!!

You duck as a chunk of metal is thrown over your head. You hope that you make up in agility for your smarts. Or endurance, either will do. You see Athena with her volume down ranting at a fleeing Hermes. You see that there are sparks from her neck and presume that her speaker got busted.

"Athena! Chill!" Hermes yells with his volume lowered down. You dodge another hurling chunk of metal. The garage door suddenly opens with your friend wielding a chainsaw.

"ATHENA I WILL SAW YOU IN HALF AGAIN IF YOU TRY TO KILL MY FRIEND! V~V" They sounded angry for once. Very, very rare of them. You see Athena slowly lower the crowbar she was wielding, like your friend had some strange magic to instantly calm AIs.

"Wait, again? »·w·«" You ask, Clayton may be crazy but that seemed a little too extreme for them.

"Yes, again. First time it took eight harpoons and this chainsaw. v~v" Clayton walked in and swapped their mask for another black one that looks like a bat. "I manufactured the harpoons myself. ~v~"

"Not even going to ask." Helios muttered as he wheeled in. He still seemed to be questioning life. Hopefully if he does find out it won't make anyone insane.

"Well. Shit. You're crazier than I originally thought. »·w·«" You're glad that Clayton is your friend, it would be terrifying to be their enemy.

"I know and it's awesome. I know that I may be [impulsive] and such but I think my [inventive] part of me turns it into something productive. ~v~" There is a different tinge to the words [Impulsive] and [Inventive].

"Do you think that the game may be invading reality? Crazy stuff has happened to me ever since I met Helios. »·w·«"

"DUDE, I thought I definitely lost it! I have been seeing charisma and intelligence checks after creating Hermes! I really want to check my stats but I don't know how. ~v~"

"So, anyone who comes into contact with the Gods has their life slowly turn into Fortuna?" You ask, somewhat excited. "If enough people meet them, Fortuna may become our reality. »·w·«"

"Dude, dude. That would be awesome, save for the clockwork crap." They look up and you can feel their frown from here.

"True, now I think we have Helios fooled for a bit but we may need fake antenna to make sure." You whisper. "I don't want him to find out that we're... »·w·«"

"Oh, already have that in my room. And by my room I mean the laundry room. ~v~" They chuckle at the fact that they are a mess.

"If you had an apartment you would me kicked out in an instant. »·w·«" You joke, they sarcastically laugh along.

"Just follow me." They hesitate for a second. "Also we need to replace your mask, it's stupid. ~v~"

"What do you have for me? I don't feel like changing my expression. »·w·«" Admittedly, the stupid face you drew has grown on you.

"I have just the thing, an Axolotl mask with that expression. Based off of your first mate. I've been meaning to give it to you. ~v~" You smile, until Clayton snatched your mask off and slaps on the Axolotl face.

"Now let's complete it." You both walk to the laundry room and Clayton shuts the door. They stick two things to your head. "There, now let me find... here! Let's get out now, this is too cramped. ~v~"

"Agreed." You refrain yourself from playing with the antenna your wire given. You notice that once at the workbench your friend is staring longingly at something? "Hello? »·w·«"

"Shit, can you hand me the screwdriver? I'm too Neodamn short. ~v~"

"You made Athena, Helios and Hermes but you haven't made an elixir to make yourself taller? »·w·«" Clayton was only about 4'3, you were 5'6, gladly beating them at something.

"Shut up. I need to repair Athena, there is another reason she became a crazy birb. ~v~" You chuckle and give Clayton the screwdriver. They go up to Athena and talk her down into letting him repair her.

"Wow, do you have [Chip Magnet] or something?" You laugh again. In return, he just nods.

"Pretty positive pal. Hermes didn't go berserk when I talked to him and told him where he was. Anyways I think he's part of my crew. ~v~" They reply over fixing Athena. Perplexed, you test something out.

"May I join your crew? »·w·«"

"Sure mate. ~v~"

[E-973 has joined Clayton's crew.] Appears in green text, Clayton leaps back and almost screams.

"Oh my Neo." They laugh, how they usually deal with being freaked out.  "This is awesome, can we check our traits? ~v~"

"Lets find out! »·w·«" You look around and decide to try to will yo ur traits to appear. Like what you did with your inventory. Sure enough, they do.

E-973's traits

Green
[Observant]
[Street Smart]
[Charismatic] (Activator Trait]
Blue
[Pacifist]
[Independent]
Red
[Passive]
[Easily Startled]

Clayton's traits

Green
[Inventive]
[Curious]
[Knowledge of robots]
[Chip Magnet] (Activator Trait)
Blue
[Accent]
[Loyal]
[Short]
Red
[Impulsive]
[I'm Helping!] (Activator Trait]
[Fragile]
Yellow
[Raw Intimidation]

"Clayton, can you do that [Raw Intimidation] right now? »·w·«"

"Sure." Clayton summons a raw potato out of nowhere and lifts his mask slightly and takes a bite. You feel a chill down your back, for some reason that was intimidating. "Woah I feel like Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson in Jumanji. ~w~"

"To be honest that was terrifying." You shake off the feeling the potato bite gave you. "Lets not do that again. »·w·«"

"Excuse me, not to be rude but I don't know who you two are. Mind explaining?" Athena asks, annoyed from waiting.

"Oh, sure. I am a P-Class Notail, call me Clayton. My friend over there is E-937, they don't have an alias yet. ~v~"

"Oh, my name is..."