Cipher RP

The clockwork body and innumerable gears tick away, emitting no sound, despite the sensation of a calm, melodious hum of electricity. Its' chest holds several large tanks, filled with various liquids, yet the tanks seem to change their contents, levels, and shapes whenever you turn back to look at them. Staring for too long at the machine hurts your eyes, despite the warm pleasure it brings to your mind. A variety of spheres rotate around, surrounded by odd, gel-like bubbles. Getting too close to the machination, you feel reality bend and tear at the seems; the definition and meaning loses itself, and "hot" and "cold" are lost and rewritten. Whatever this is, it is undoubtedly a device of some sort, yet, despite all logical signs, you can't help but feel as though it's not what it seems.