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Dec 24, 2013 01:52PM
Hello there! :D
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So, what gender character do you want to be? Do you want to be the cyborg or the girl? ;)
Well, I would prefer the girl but I can do either one.
That's ok, I can be the cyborg guy ;) So do you want to make your charrie first or me?
Name: He doesn't have a name yet. He's just known as 'The cyborg'.Age: He's made with the body of an older teen boy, around 17-18, but his manufacturing date is one year.
Gender: Male
Appearance:
On the outside, he looks completely human, and is mainly human. He is made of synthesized muscle, tissue, and DNA so that he heals faster and is never sick. His bones are steel.
Name: Molli Reynolds Age: 18
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Nice! She looks cool! Do you want to start? I have to go now, my dad is working tomorrow so opening presents tonight, but I will be on for long hours tomorrow XD
I'll start soon. I may have to leave soon. I have to go to my cousin's house for Christmas Eve dinner or something of that sort. I'll post as soon as I can.
Ok, no worries and no rush ;) I understand it is a busy time of the year ;)
Hahaha, thanks. Have a good evening opening presents!
Molli looked at the small letter in her hands. It was rather a bland letter considering its purpose. The font was small, precise, black; it was the use of the newest and most high tech computer. A simple 'congratulations' stood out at the top with a size only slightly larger than the rest of the letter and with an exclamation point added as if this would somehow make the word all the more exciting. She had only entered the contest on a silly whim and she hadn't cared a single bit whether she won, or even what the prize really was. In fact, she couldn't even remember where she had been when she was entering. It didn't matter. The letter said something about the chance to create her very own robot, and it was free.
Molli would never pass up an offer for something free, especially when so many other people were paying big bucks for the item. Thus, she decided she would go to claim her prize, at the address provided in the letter, after a short shower and a trip to the kitchen for a light snack.
((I'm going to play someone at the store where she goes to find the robot because it would seem weird to have the robot waiting. He is turned on after she picks him haha. Sound good?))
((Sound good to me, you can start as if she just arrived if you want, or I could play her arrival out. Your choice.))
((Maybe you could play her arrival out, and then I'd jump in afterwards with the store clerk? Sorry but I'm like spazzing out trying to figure out how to bring the robot in early, and I just can't :P If you don't mind doing another post I will forever be entirely grateful to you!))
Molli parked her car outside of the store. It looked nothing like the stores she usually did her shopping at, but that was because it was for the more elite. It was hardly a store at all in reality; it was more of a souped up factory for the rich to create personal slaves. As she got closer it became more and more intimidated. It was huge with a seemingly endless amount of beautifully shined, tinted windows. It was a mansion of a store and she wasn't really in a mansion category. She had to take a deep breath and remind herself that she wasn't going to be throwing away any life savings.
When she finally reached the heavy double front doors she pulled one open and slipped inside. The inside was just as fancy as the outside. The waiting areas were pristine, the furnishings were all polished, and even the staff looked brand new. She bit her lower lip and headed toward what was obviously the front desk.
"Hello," she began, practically having to stand on her toes to see over the mountain of a desk. "I received this letter." She placed the letter on the finished, granite counter top. "I believe I have won something."
Steven's day had been boring so far. For the huge contest that had been promoted for nearly half a year, hardly anyone had shown up. And the ones that had, were only the smaller prize winners. No one had come and said that they were the grand prize winner.He was leaning back in his seat, playing a game on his hand-held, when he heard footsteps and a girl call out hello.
He straightened in his seat and glanced over the countertop to see a girl straining to look over the counter, and she pushed a letter forward. Another winner.
He set down his hand-held and looked at the letter, and his boring mindset quickly turned to something close to excitement. He glanced at the girl.
"Congratulations," he said, a smile growing over his features. He got out of his seat and stretched a hand towards her over the counter, "You're the grand prize winner!"
Molli reached her smaller hand up and put it into his, shaking awkwardly over the high counter. "Um, thank you," she smiled at him just the slightest bit. "What exactly did I win? I honestly have no idea." She took her hand back from his and shrugged a little bit. She realized she sounded like a complete idiot right now, but she didn't much care at this point. She just wanted to receive her prize and get out of there. "I'm Molli by the way," she told him "If that matters or anything." Her silvery eyes looked over his face almost critically as she waited for him to tell her his name and the prize that was so grand. All she knew was that it had better be good. It wasn't often she drove half way across town.
"Wait, you have no idea what you won?" Steven asked with a small laugh. He held out the card to her, "This say's you're the grand prize winner. That means you get your pick of anything, any robot, in the store! Even the not-yet-released newest model before anyone else!"He chuckled, shaking his head as he stepped out from behind the counter, sliding his hand-held into a side pocket on his pants.
"C'mon, Molli," he said, "Let's go get you your prize."
Molli nodded and followed along behind him. "So what's this newest model like? I'm guessing the same as the others but with a few new features, right? And you're sure I don't have to pay anything for this? I won't be taxed or crap like that?" She questioned him almost in an irritated tone, that was just how she was in situations like this. She crossed her arms over her chest as they began to go past the various robots in the store. There were so many...and she had to choose one.
"Oh it's able to have a personalized personality chip, looks even more life-like, and everything," Steven said, smiling at her like she was the nicest person in the world. He opened a door that led to the warehouse behind the store where the models were lined up to be ready to be released in a few days. Spare parts and body pieces for robots hung from the metal shelves and collected dust in boxes, looking for all the world like the most macabre collection on earth.
"Nope, no taxes or crap like that," he assured her, "You pick whatever you want, and that's that. It's pretty simple."
((Sorry for the late response. It's been a busy week)"That is pretty simple..." Molli mused as she looked about the museum of old, dusty body parts and the rows of robots waiting to be put out into the world. It wasn't as nice back here as it was out front. This place looked like a sick collection, a factory with no special bells or whistles. It was kind of creepy when she got right down to it. There were just so many robots standing about looking dead and unused.
She let out a deep breath and let her eyes continue to wander. "So, can I see that new model? I'm kind of curious to how it could really be any better than any of these other ones. It's just a robot." Yet, she felt like that wasn't even true. Robot was the wrong word for these creatures entirely.
(dat's ok. Totally understand :) )"Oh yes, here you go!" Steven said, gesturing grandly to the newest robots. They stood in carefully arranged lines, plastic sheets over their bodies so they wouldn't be marred. Their faces had the molded look of metal, but they looked more real. Like dolls that could move and speak.
"Would you like me to turn one on for you?" he asked, lacing his hands behind his back as he glanced at her.
Just going to do this description so she can be like searching around and come across this...which is the prototype robot character of mine.
Off in a corner, behind two older models, hung a body. It looked like someone had committed suicide, and that's why it was tucked away behind robots, hard to see. Steven wasn't thinking of this robot, but it was still there, hanging lifelessly.
"No no that's fine," Molli waved her hand in dismissal as she continued to walk and look about. Then she saw something very strange indeed. It looked like the scene of a suicide by hanging. Interesting. "What's that?" she asked the store clerk. "Fo robots commit suicide too or is it just some twisted new idea." She walked closer to the body and put her hands on her hips as she looked up at it.
"Hmm?" Steven asked, and then frowned when he saw where she was pointing. Why did she have to find that one, of all the models? "Oh, that's nothing," he said with a chuckle, "Just a prototype. Not at all ready for use, and plus...only one of it's type." He sighed, "Last model Mr. Chan made before he died."
"I want to see it," Molli told him. It wasn't quite a demand but it obviously wasn't a question either. She would see it with or without his help and the look she gave him made that perfectly clear. When her interest was peaked there was really nothing anyone could do to steer her off of her course until she had had her fill of understanding. Until she saw that 'prototype' she wasn't going to be happy and she would keep trying to see it until she finally did. She needed to understand this particular thing.
Steven paused for a moment, and then with a shrug, pushed the metallic bodies of the older models aside and reached to flip a switch on in a carefully hidden panel behind the robot's right ear. There was a slight humming sound, and then the figure moved.~
He wasn't sure how long he'd been charging, but it had been enough to where he'd been moved somewhere different. He stretched, feeling his joints shift, and then realized that he was hanging by a cord around under his arms.
"Ergh," he mumbled, the sound soft as he lifted himself out of the rope. He looked up then, wondering who had turned him on, and blinked when he saw two people standing in front of him.
Molli cocked her head to the side and looked at this man, well, robot. He looked so completely human that she found herself actually thinking he was handsome. It was strange really. She wondered what this thing, man, could do. He looked like a normal human but the fact that he had just been turned on like a robot really threw things out of balance. "Wow," she said softly before turning to the sales clerk. "That one. Him."
"Had a feeling you'd say that," Steven sighed, glancing at her. "I'd really like to convince you otherwise. It's just a prototype; newest thing ever invented and really hasn't been tested. It's," he glanced at the robot standing in front of them. "It's called a cyborg. Everything's synthetic, but," he reached out and pushed a finger into the skin of the robot's arm, "It's still real. Just not...not human."~
He could hear them talking about him. The girl had a nice voice, not too harsh on his sensors. The man...he really didn't know him. He just stood there, like he was programmed.
Molli crossed her arms and looked critically at the clerk. "You told me that I could choose whichever robot, or cyborg or almost human or whatever, I want. And, I want that one right there. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. Ok? Does he have a name or anything?"She reached out and gently touched the cyborg's arm, looking at his oddly human face with all sorts of curiosity. He was a very handsome robot.
"Fine, fine, fine," Steven sighed in exasperation, waving his hands in the air, "Whatever! It's yours! And, uh..." he paused, and then gave a shrug, "Nope," he said, "It's up to you. It's just got a model number as far as I know. Mr. Chen died, like, right after he finished this, so go figure. No name."He shrugged again and went towards the desk to get the paperwork that would give the girl the robot.
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He looked down as the girl touched his arm. Her finger was gentle and her skin was warm. He was still amazed at how much his sensors could take in. He knew he wasn't like any other robot; they didn't feel. He could feel.
He looked back at the girl's face, tilting his head slowly to the side as he looked at her, wonderingly.
Molli smiled at him. He actually seemed to be curious about her, which wasn't possible, at least in all other models. She wondered how intelligent this guy really was. "Alright, come with me," she told him as she pulled his arm along and followed behind the store clerk. This was going to be a very interesting time, getting to know this robot of a man.
"Oh, no need to talk to him like that," Steven said over his shoulder. "He's smart enough he'll soon be talking on his own. It's in his programming."~~~~~~~~~~~~
He stared at the man that talked a lot. He didn't need to learn how to talk, he already knew how.
"I don't need to learn how to talk," he said. His voice was low and carried just the faintest hint of a metallic burr underneath it. But except for the most sensitive ear, none would notice.
Molli raised an eyebrow "Ah, well that saves me the trouble of trying to teach you or some nonsense," she said. "So can we finish up this paper work? I'm starving and I've got to get home so that I'm not here anymore." She was obviously becoming agitated by the store clerk by now. She always got stressed at times like this.
"Relax, all you need to do is sign here that you're happy with the prize that you've received and that you claimed a prize," Steven said, handing her a piece of paper and a pen. He glanced dubiously at the cyborg. It could talk. He didn't like all this super advanced tech. Too creepy.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He watched as the girl signed her name, and then handed the paper back to the clerk. He could speak, yes, but he really didn't see a need to say much. So he waited to see what the girl would do. She was his owner now.
Molli looked at the cyborg then smiled "So, do you have a name? Would you like to pick one for yourself or do I do that?" She started toward the door, hoping that he would know to follow her. She didn't want to have to order him around all the time if she didn't need to. His fast learning skills would likely come very in handy.
He thought for a moment before replying, "I don't have a name, nor do I have the capacity to create one. I don't think that was written into my programming."As she walked out the door, he could tell that she wanted him to follow her, and so he did.
Molli shrugged and nodded. "Alright, well then I'll have to think of one for you. Um, I'm not very good at this. I had a dog once and it took me three weeks to name it. Maybe we'll just keep it simple and call you Stanley or something." She opened her car door and motioned for him to get into the passenger seat.
"I don't like that name," he said, and then glanced at the contraption in front of her. His programming was already noting the make and model, and he soon learned that this was called a car."Is it safe?" he asked, looking at her. "The data says that this model is one of those in 50% of crashes."
"Well I'm not going to name you then," Molli informed him "You can be nameless or figure something out on your own." She slipped into the seat of the car. "It's safe enough for my budget so go ahead and get int. I'm starving. Do you eat?"
"I can survive on just being charged at night, but my system is made so that I can also survive like a human on what you call food," he said, getting into the car carefully. He sat in the front seat, his hands on his knees, turning his head slowly around as he took in the surroundings inside.
"Use your seatbelt," Molli told him before she put on her own seat belt on and backed out of the parking lot slowly. "Well how about we go back to my house and I cook up some mac and cheese? I've been craving it for over a week now but I haven't had time to make it."
((Sorry it has taken me so long to reply to this!!! My wifi should be fixed in 2 weeks. I promise i'm normally not this absent. I know how annoying it is where the one person just disappears and i'm trying to reply but it's hard because my wifi is on the fritz so please bear with me being MIA until it's fixed...))He nodded at her order, reaching around and clicking the seatbelt into place. His system had already taken complete scan of the car and it's every function so that he could drive it if he had to. A slow sense of wanting to drive it crept up on him, but it quickly disappeared as his systems tossed that information away as useless.
"What is mac and cheese?" he asked, his systems having come up with a blank.
((It's totally fine! Don't worry about it haha))"My favorite food," Molli giggled, her laughter a very pleasant sound despite the fact it rarely happened. "I'm sure you'll like it. Wait. Can you taste? Can you feel? Do you see in color? Can you drive if I needed you too? Do have wants like people or do you just obey orders?" The questions had started and it was unlikely they would stop for quite some time now. She was a curious girl indeed.
((Haha ok, just wanted to let you know why i'm going to be MIA for a bit :P))He blinked, his database scrambling to process all of her requests.
"I'm built to function exactly like a human," he finally replied, "Except for your more spiritual traits, such as emotions and the ability to have feelings. Those are beyond any computer. So yes, I can taste like you, I can feel things around me like heat and cold, soft and hard. I see in perfect color just like all the other robots. And," he paused, "I have the ability to see a situation and react accordingly, but your orders will always be followed unless it involves harm to you."
Molli wrinkled up her nose a bit "I'm not going to be ordering you around much, it makes me feel weird. I guess you could say I'm a bit submissive when it comes to other people and giving or taking orders. Anywho, this is the place." She pulled into her driveway then turned off the car before hopping out. "I'll go unlock the door," she said before running off to the front door. Luckily her house was never a mess because she felt like she was having company over rather than welcoming a new robot into her home. She wanted to please him.
(I've a thought. want to bring two new characters into this? Like Molli's relative that she stays with, and then an uber-crazy friend of hers that practically wants to date her robot (not the cyborg, but the robot that her friend owns)...thoughts?)
((I like it, it would add some more personalities into the mix and keep things interesting))
