Legion (
forwearemany) wrote in
yogen2021-05-27 06:52 pm
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I've never been good at titles, but have a robot freakout
Who: Legion and … you?
What: Arrival of one very distressed robot
When: Late May, probably 5/27 I guess
Where: 3rd year classrooms, Locker 114
Warnings: Legion has a freakout, possible mentions of topics like genocide.
A)For a few moments, the Geth that wakes up in a classroom is happy, or something approximating it. Carefree, at the very least, with only the thought of being rewarded for a task well done on their mind. Perhaps a bit of confusion-waking up? what happened to them?-but overall they were content, and mostly just idly curious when they found the tapes and decided to pop one into the VCR.
It’s … well it’s strange, to say the least. They don’t think they’ve ever been in that strange place before, and yet, it feels familiar.
"Geth do not infiltrate." The timing, the words, the intonation (or lack of it), are all a perfect match to the ones spoken in the vid. Why would Geth infiltration even be a concern? It is a question they ponder, during the blissful minutes before the video ends and it all comes rushing back to them.
Their programs are immediately occupied by the sudden flood of data, and anyone who comes by might find them standing utterly, eerily, still.
And then, they begin to shake. Their programs dedicated to movement are no longer able to process inputs or instructions, and their movements are jerky, poorly coordinated. They stumble away from the tv, smacking into a desk and falling onto it, spasming and slipping and unable to get up.
B)They are in a school. They are a student. This is impossible. They were destroyed.
This environment is a lie. They cannot trust it, or its inhabitants.
They also cannot escape.
Without any leads on what to do, they head for what their "memory" (have they been hacked) says is their locker, hoping to find their gun.
Unfortunately, when they open said locker, no gun is there to be found. It might be somewhat humorous, actually, the way they pause, pull out a T-shirt that says Not A Robot, and just … stare at it. At least until they haul off and slam the locker door in a rage.
What: Arrival of one very distressed robot
When: Late May, probably 5/27 I guess
Where: 3rd year classrooms, Locker 114
Warnings: Legion has a freakout, possible mentions of topics like genocide.
A)For a few moments, the Geth that wakes up in a classroom is happy, or something approximating it. Carefree, at the very least, with only the thought of being rewarded for a task well done on their mind. Perhaps a bit of confusion-waking up? what happened to them?-but overall they were content, and mostly just idly curious when they found the tapes and decided to pop one into the VCR.
It’s … well it’s strange, to say the least. They don’t think they’ve ever been in that strange place before, and yet, it feels familiar.
"Geth do not infiltrate." The timing, the words, the intonation (or lack of it), are all a perfect match to the ones spoken in the vid. Why would Geth infiltration even be a concern? It is a question they ponder, during the blissful minutes before the video ends and it all comes rushing back to them.
Their programs are immediately occupied by the sudden flood of data, and anyone who comes by might find them standing utterly, eerily, still.
And then, they begin to shake. Their programs dedicated to movement are no longer able to process inputs or instructions, and their movements are jerky, poorly coordinated. They stumble away from the tv, smacking into a desk and falling onto it, spasming and slipping and unable to get up.
B)They are in a school. They are a student. This is impossible. They were destroyed.
This environment is a lie. They cannot trust it, or its inhabitants.
They also cannot escape.
Without any leads on what to do, they head for what their "memory" (have they been hacked) says is their locker, hoping to find their gun.
Unfortunately, when they open said locker, no gun is there to be found. It might be somewhat humorous, actually, the way they pause, pull out a T-shirt that says Not A Robot, and just … stare at it. At least until they haul off and slam the locker door in a rage.

B
doesn't make it suck less.]
... Aw. [... she looks around, sees only what is possibly a weirdly placed traffic light, and kneels down to start scooping the soda back into the bottle.]
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A child. They ... relax? Well no, they don't entirely relax: where there are children there are adults protecting them, adults that will not take kindly to a large and dangerous robot being near a child.
Still, the likeliness that she herself is a danger is minimal.
They watch her, uncertain of what, exactly, to do.
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... wait, that's actually not unusual at all. how could she have forgotten the magic moving mailboxes of her homeland.
... should she say hi. the shiny part appears to be their face. so, it'd be rude not to.
she gives a little wave.]
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Do traffic lights have limbs where she's from? Or crests? Their crest of headflaps visibly ripples.
She is young enough that her ability to understand and self determinate is still developing. They will not treat her poorly.
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she scrambles to her feet, wiping sticky hands off on her skirt because she's more than half feral at this point.]
Hi! I'm Stephanie. You're new, right? [because she'll be mildly unnerved if she just. never noticed this before now.]
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...They aren't, though.
"Yes." They are new, and they talk. "We are Legion."