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yogen2021-05-27 06:52 pm
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.
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She is clearly non hostile, but it does little to ease their fears, considering the situation. Is her desire to help genuine? Is she simply seeking to 'catch them off guard'?
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[ Nanami states quaintly deciding to talk, she notices that the other is paying attention to them. Unaware of the engaging thought process the other holds in their mind. She at least thinks, if the being before them is listening then what she says can be processed thusly, ]
My name is Nanami Chiaki, I am stuck here in this school unable to leave too. It overwhelmed me too when I first woke up, I was not sure I understood the point of being here. However, after sometime and talking to other people. I realized I was not alone.
[ From here she waits. ]
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"Organics destroyed us."
Their people are gone. They are alone: they doubt that any attempted alliances with the others here, even if those others are trapped like them, will be fruitful. Their memories have been altered. Their closest friends betrayed them.
They have nothing.
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[ 'Organics Destroyed us.' Nanami stares at the being before her, having heard the way the voice echo'd through to her. Seemingly perched a thought in her head, she begins to process it. Taking quite a long while in order to reflect on her thoughts - Nagito calls it: When lights are on, but nobody's home. Perhaps the being decide to move or leave, it takes her about 10 minutes of thinking almost dozing off before she tilts her head and tries to speak once again. ]
Do you mean your kind was wiped out of existence? By human beings?
[ Nanami thinks well about the meaning of that again even though she was the one who says it, affirming to herself how reality seemed to be a bit messy now. That beings who were unlike herself, from games she has played in the past. Seemed to readily exist as if it were nothing. As if the correlations between fact and fiction began to bleed and blend in this school readily. ]
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They go to the door, but there appear to be people in the hall.
Better a known nonhostile than those unknowns, they decide.
When she returns to herself, they are near the door.
"Yes. No. Our creators destroyed us. Humans abandoned us."
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[ Nanami looks over to the being, wanting to say more. Unable to however, ]
I understand.
[ She lets the phrase linger in the air before speaking again. ]
Do you want to try going outside? It is different here, it's not like your home world.
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"Location of exit?" They want to leave, yes. Leave and not come back. Perhaps they can escape offworld, though they are unsure of where to go.
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[ Still as calm as ever she moves to the door but stops before the other, looking at them expectantly. ]
No one will say anything if you leave this room right now.
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"...Acknowledged." Still though, they watch her intensely when she approaches the door, and also them. "We will follow."
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The entrance is finally where they stand, and Nanami settles beside the door. ]
You can try to open it, but please don't slam yourself against the door like you did the window. Here let me do it first.
[ The door will not open for her, and when the students walk through the door doesnt even seem to open itself. Instead they phase right through the entrance. When Nanami struggled to open the door she backed away and let the other try themself. ]
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Occasionally, they let out little bursts of chattering noises. These noises get louder as they finally reach the doors, only to see fellow students going through them.
They watch Nanami try to open the door and fail. She cannot phase through as the others do? Is this deceit? It seems unlikely-the door seems quite solid when she tries to open it-however, it is not impossible. They reach out and touch the door surface, as though expecting to find nothing there.
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[ Was the abrupt short end of the answer, unsure of how they would take it. Nanami stepped back, with her hands clutching to either side of her backpack. Their silence was something she herself could come to understand frankly, seeing was believing in the end. ]
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Where would they even go? Just them being alive is illegal in most places. They have nothing and no one to return to.
...Still, they have to give it one last try.
They attempt to force the door open with all of their strength. It fails, of course.
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[ It's probably the after hours of school now? So everyone is filtering away but there are still students wandering about. Nanami decides and thinks it would be best for them to walk around, allow him to explore the new domain... Or their home for the time being. ]
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It might seem like they aren't going to respond at all, but then:
"Yes." It will be useful, they think.
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As the round each floor, she will show Legion around allowing them to look at their transgression. The Home ec room brings some pause, but again there is little to take in. When everything more or less stayed the same, with how run down the school felt and looked.
The clock tower though is where she stops as they enter inside of it.]
I don't like being inside here, but this is an area we have access too. You can see the wisteria tree the best at the top.
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They chitter when she mentions the stairs being dripped in oil. It seems like a poor idea for a prank, likely to result in injury. Or is that the intention, they wonder?
"Acknowledged." They look at her. "Would you prefer not to accompany us?" They're gonna go in there regardless, but if she doesn't want to come, she doesn't have to.
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[ Nanami says, and she will settle there at the bottom potentially dozing off if they go to walk around the Clock Tower. ]
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They might take a bit of time observing things, including the wisteria, when they reach the top.)