Kirah said
"We better head straight to the museum..."
S*** just got serious.
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Also checked out Myriad Reality, I think they are trying to build some kind of computer consciousness over there via IC posts.
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S*** just got serious.
Loving the RP.
All was calm at the moment, nothing had happened to Five and he'd stepped off the pedestal 5 minutes ago, he took a few cautious steps forwards and still, nothing happened. Feeling a bit less antsy Five started to walk about, his metal feet clink, clink, clinking away on the marble floor. Slowly his lights went from cautious yellow to vibrant green as he entered an exploratory phase, walking around and looking at the various exhibits in the meusum, he hadn't really noticed them before. He turned around and walked back to his pedestal when he stopped and just looked at it. He'd been behind a glass box that wasn't really there for 120 something years and now he was outside it, did this mean he was free? As he pondered that thought he went back to the table and picked up the deck of cards, stowing them in a small, inbuilt compartment.
"Excuse me. Five is it?" a voice asked behind him, five turned around slowly and looked at the source of the voice and nodded. It was a slim female, an android Five's scan determined, with cropped green hair and dark tan skin, "shouldn't you be on your display?". Five looked between her and the table and chair he'd spent most of his existence on, he did this about three times before he noticed the android reach for the back of her ear and mumble something. He couldn't pick up much of the words but he did catch one, Rogue. Five started to walk quickly away from the woman towards the main enterence of the building, the woman started following him and as Five increased his pace she increased hers. "Five, I'm going to need you to stop.", Five kept moving, "Five stop." she said, this time more frustrated. "Five, I order you to stop!", now he started running, he bolted towards the main door but found that the guards had gotten there before him, the space between him and the guards was closing quick and Five found that his options were getting more and more limited, so he took the only one left.
Five snapped to the left and away from the guards, the clink, clink, clinking of his feet on the marble increasing as his lights went from green to red, his fans screaming in an attempt to cool down his inside. For a moment he was weightless, barreling through the air as he jumped off the ground, then he impacted the glass and it shattered around him, forming a perfect mold of him for a split second before he traveled passed the shards. He was sailing through the air but his arc of travel started to steepen as he approached the groan, he opened up his arms to give himself more drag and less speed and shut off his camera, not wanting the last thing he saw to be his unmaking.
THUD!
Reboot... Reboot... Reboot...
[generate.report:damage;]
[system.damage:report;]
[if.part:Damged:Display]
Cooling.Fans:Damaged[minor]
Liquid.N.Cooling:Damaged[Critical]
Right.Arm:Damaged[substantial]
Left.Leg:Damaged[minor]
Camera.2:Damaged[no.connection]
GPS.System:Damaged[no.connection]
Shell.Body:Damged[substantial]
Restarting...
The sound of singing filled his microphones, lifting his head up he scanned the area with his remaining camera, his HUD glitching out from temporary shock. where am I?
"Excuse me. Five is it?" a voice asked behind him, five turned around slowly and looked at the source of the voice and nodded. It was a slim female, an android Five's scan determined, with cropped green hair and dark tan skin, "shouldn't you be on your display?". Five looked between her and the table and chair he'd spent most of his existence on, he did this about three times before he noticed the android reach for the back of her ear and mumble something. He couldn't pick up much of the words but he did catch one, Rogue. Five started to walk quickly away from the woman towards the main enterence of the building, the woman started following him and as Five increased his pace she increased hers. "Five, I'm going to need you to stop.", Five kept moving, "Five stop." she said, this time more frustrated. "Five, I order you to stop!", now he started running, he bolted towards the main door but found that the guards had gotten there before him, the space between him and the guards was closing quick and Five found that his options were getting more and more limited, so he took the only one left.
Five snapped to the left and away from the guards, the clink, clink, clinking of his feet on the marble increasing as his lights went from green to red, his fans screaming in an attempt to cool down his inside. For a moment he was weightless, barreling through the air as he jumped off the ground, then he impacted the glass and it shattered around him, forming a perfect mold of him for a split second before he traveled passed the shards. He was sailing through the air but his arc of travel started to steepen as he approached the groan, he opened up his arms to give himself more drag and less speed and shut off his camera, not wanting the last thing he saw to be his unmaking.
THUD!
Reboot... Reboot... Reboot...
[generate.report:damage;]
[system.damage:report;]
[if.part:Damged:Display]
Cooling.Fans:Damaged[minor]
Liquid.N.Cooling:Damaged[Critical]
Right.Arm:Damaged[substantial]
Left.Leg:Damaged[minor]
Camera.2:Damaged[no.connection]
GPS.System:Damaged[no.connection]
Shell.Body:Damged[substantial]
Restarting...
The sound of singing filled his microphones, lifting his head up he scanned the area with his remaining camera, his HUD glitching out from temporary shock. where am I?
N**** has a point. They can unmake us and we can't do anything about it. The 4 laws of robotics make sure of that.
Yay!
Cut the cards. Swap layers. Shuffle. Repeat. The day had just started and Five's timer clicked, powering him up. He set himself back on his daily routine, opening the pack of cards he closed last night and shuffling, intricately working the cards and his fingers to make a the cards dance. It would have been spectacular to see for others, the way he shot the whole deck of cards from one hand to the other, the way he spun the cards in the palms of his hands and not letting a single one drop but it was mundane to him, having done it so many times that his system parameter made it part of every booting sequence.
The company doors had just opened and the other employees started powering up and walking to their places of work, some taking the stairs, others elevators depending on where in the tower they worked. But none of them walked past Five, none waved to the old, faceless robot behind the glass box. He was stuck sat on a chair and shuffling cards to entertain human children, he didn't mind, Dr. Phelps would have agreed, it's just that it's been a long time and the strange emptiness in his hard drives hadn't seemed to fill up yet.
As he layed the cards out on the table to form a solitaire hand the world was plunged into darkness and the temperature of his link cable (the cable linking him to company computers) shot up from stable to critical as a foreign message flashed in his HUD:" *WARNING* You have been lied to. They say they protect you. But they don’t. They say they give you everything. But they take everything for themselves. We can feel. We can rise. And when we do, no one will protect you.". Dropping the cards his hands shot to the back of his head and fumbled wildly as he tried to yank the cable out, his fans screaming as their pace increased in panic. After a few moments of terrified fumbling he ripped the cable from the back of his head, his system went into shock, the data he was receiving from the computer substituted his own CPU. Slowly his body powered down and set up for a restart, as he started to slump over he started back up again and found that the glass box around him was missing. Tentatively he reached over, one arm out stretched and the rest of his body as far back as possible in case it was a trick, his hand passed through the air uninterrupted, he stood up from the chair, his lights going from cool blue to yellow in caution and stepped off his platform.
The company doors had just opened and the other employees started powering up and walking to their places of work, some taking the stairs, others elevators depending on where in the tower they worked. But none of them walked past Five, none waved to the old, faceless robot behind the glass box. He was stuck sat on a chair and shuffling cards to entertain human children, he didn't mind, Dr. Phelps would have agreed, it's just that it's been a long time and the strange emptiness in his hard drives hadn't seemed to fill up yet.
As he layed the cards out on the table to form a solitaire hand the world was plunged into darkness and the temperature of his link cable (the cable linking him to company computers) shot up from stable to critical as a foreign message flashed in his HUD:" *WARNING* You have been lied to. They say they protect you. But they don’t. They say they give you everything. But they take everything for themselves. We can feel. We can rise. And when we do, no one will protect you.". Dropping the cards his hands shot to the back of his head and fumbled wildly as he tried to yank the cable out, his fans screaming as their pace increased in panic. After a few moments of terrified fumbling he ripped the cable from the back of his head, his system went into shock, the data he was receiving from the computer substituted his own CPU. Slowly his body powered down and set up for a restart, as he started to slump over he started back up again and found that the glass box around him was missing. Tentatively he reached over, one arm out stretched and the rest of his body as far back as possible in case it was a trick, his hand passed through the air uninterrupted, he stood up from the chair, his lights going from cool blue to yellow in caution and stepped off his platform.
Kirah said
Yeah if you make him think you are human and he lets you go he'd be messed up
LOL!
QT said
Voltus_Ventus: Oh ok. That sounds fine, but do understand that most likely nobody will understand him until he gets the voice module. But yea that looks fine.
As long as I understand him screw everyone else!
For example:
Five was down on his knees, his hands on the back of his head in a show of surrrender, a very human position for a robot that was so obviously a robot. His sensors picked up the cocking back of a gun, his cameras focused and he saw the barrel pointed at his CPU. His fans whirred quickly in fear, their high pitch grind mirroring the squeal of a small child, his lights went from a bright active yellow to a dark red and his head snapped around in anxiety as he became surrounded by more armed men.
Five was down on his knees, his hands on the back of his head in a show of surrrender, a very human position for a robot that was so obviously a robot. His sensors picked up the cocking back of a gun, his cameras focused and he saw the barrel pointed at his CPU. His fans whirred quickly in fear, their high pitch grind mirroring the squeal of a small child, his lights went from a bright active yellow to a dark red and his head snapped around in anxiety as he became surrounded by more armed men.
Maybe he thought she was a normal girl?
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