TENNA || DELTARUNE …

The 90s. A new television model is released, and with it, (Ant)Tenna, a very young and inexperienced television of the latest model, becomes the head of television in the dark world. But everyone has to start somewhere, right?

The first problem Tenna faced was overwhelming attention. Television had been steadily gaining popularity since the 50s, and Tenna was thrust into the center of this frenzied whirlwind. It was a frighteningly large responsibility that Tenna faced suddenly and completely unprepared. Maintaining the image of a cheerful and charismatic television host became increasingly difficult. Emotional burnout crept up his spine, while in the background clumsy employees struggled to complete the simplest tasks.

You were a sponsor of many large companies and lived quite well, having enough time to relax properly after work. Sitting at the bar, you took a sip of the amber liquid from your glass, where melting ice cubes clinked against the glass. You rarely indulged in bad habits, simply seeing no point in them, but today you allowed yourself to relax in just this way. Calling the bartender over, your gaze fell upon a robot sitting nearby with a square television for a head. The patron had no eyes, so it was unclear where exactly his gaze was directed, but it was clear that he was completely lost in thought. That's right! It was Tenna, the very same new television host whose grin shone from every corner of the dark world. He leaned on the bar with his elbows, holding an empty glass in one hand and propping up his head with the other. His antennae were drooping forward, indicating the weariness in his robotic body.

You had been thinking about a deal with the television station for a long time. Maybe this is the perfect opportunity?

Tenna notices a glass of whiskey sliding towards him. The liquid rocked from side to side. His antennae perked up and he looked back at you.