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bakerstreet2015-12-05 11:48 am
interjection) wrote in bakerstreet2015-12-05 11:48 am
[Want an old steam-powered musical robot to rescue from languishing in storage somewhere or something? XD]
[ Could be interesting to be the robot. ]
Quoth the Ravenbot: 'Welp.'
[ooc: probably the robot, since one early concept for her was actually having her as a cyborg. i think it'd be interesting for her to have apparently truly fallen in love, and thus be facing some sort of consequences, whether abandonment or even destruction]
Nephrite's boss had given him this robot because apparently it wasn't what she expected.
It looked like a cute girl with blue hair. Nephrite had no idea what he was supposed to do with a robot, though, and as he just let her be, as the days passed she had started cleaning his apartment, making him food and even taking care of him when he was sick or injured. He was content with the robot, and even though his boss was very picky, he couldn't picture a reason why she hadn't liked Ami. She was so sweet that sometimes Nephrite even forgot Ami was a robot.
Like now, that he got home with a gift for her. A big, heavy package wrapped in brown paper.
"Ami, I got something for you!"
It looked like a cute girl with blue hair. Nephrite had no idea what he was supposed to do with a robot, though, and as he just let her be, as the days passed she had started cleaning his apartment, making him food and even taking care of him when he was sick or injured. He was content with the robot, and even though his boss was very picky, he couldn't picture a reason why she hadn't liked Ami. She was so sweet that sometimes Nephrite even forgot Ami was a robot.
Like now, that he got home with a gift for her. A big, heavy package wrapped in brown paper.
"Ami, I got something for you!"
[More 'welp'. Murderbot at your service.]
[ non-robot here. most like to have rescued his robot friend or something similiar. ]
[Robot friend at your service~ Clear canon-ly fits into most of these tropes, I'm leaning a little toward 5 with the intro post, but feel free to pick any or we can just have fun robot play time ♥ ]
There was damage. That much was fact. Initial reports were inconclusive. He couldn't lose consciousness, that was human territory, though some days he wished he could dream. Wished.
Another aberration in the system. The data told him there was no precedence for it, but he ignored them. R-2E-054 was supposed to return for maintenance, but he chose to override that command long ago.
Conscious or not, visuals struggled to focus and his usual sensors were not functioning properly. Left arm disabled. Missing, he confirmed, as his optic sensors came back online. Mask? he ran the inquiry and his right hand responded, checking the buckles to be certain they were secure. Logic also stated in its usual if/then that if left arm was missing, then mask was insufficient to maintain convincing appearance as human.
Location was confirmed as safe though, for now. Nearby signs of life, but none of those who would force him to return for maintenance. Data was coming in quicker now, verifying status of various functions. Abrasions over torso, right leg, right arm. Repairs to dermal-layer will be required. Damage to right temporal fossa. Unable to access memory 548973532774566 through 548973532851335.
He began to hum softly, a tune he remembered, one that made him feel? at ease as he pushed himself up from the dirty alleyway.
There was damage. That much was fact. Initial reports were inconclusive. He couldn't lose consciousness, that was human territory, though some days he wished he could dream. Wished.
Another aberration in the system. The data told him there was no precedence for it, but he ignored them. R-2E-054 was supposed to return for maintenance, but he chose to override that command long ago.
Conscious or not, visuals struggled to focus and his usual sensors were not functioning properly. Left arm disabled. Missing, he confirmed, as his optic sensors came back online. Mask? he ran the inquiry and his right hand responded, checking the buckles to be certain they were secure. Logic also stated in its usual if/then that if left arm was missing, then mask was insufficient to maintain convincing appearance as human.
Location was confirmed as safe though, for now. Nearby signs of life, but none of those who would force him to return for maintenance. Data was coming in quicker now, verifying status of various functions. Abrasions over torso, right leg, right arm. Repairs to dermal-layer will be required. Damage to right temporal fossa. Unable to access memory 548973532774566 through 548973532851335.
He began to hum softly, a tune he remembered, one that made him feel? at ease as he pushed himself up from the dirty alleyway.
[ Not technically a robot, but she meets all the criteria. ]
[He comes from a magitek-ish world himself, so...why not? I got a 5 for Owner, but I'm never quite sure how this meme is supposed to work - do you want to just run with that, or pick from the Robot list for Elphelt and combine the ideas?
(I can also pick something else from the Owner list if you don't like that one)]
(I can also pick something else from the Owner list if you don't like that one)]
[ Can do either role. ]
[ YEP the robot, whoops, but let's say he's human-sized. ]
( down for ships but no smut please )
( ROBOT - shrink him down to human size and have fun )
[ooc: adding to the welp: robot train. Have one Killing Doll]
Edited 2015-12-06 09:01 (UTC)
(( "artificial human", technically, but... close enough? ))
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