Connection Found

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- Detailed Violence - Character Death - Mentions and/or referencing Abuse - Blood and Light Gore

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“ We might as well indulge ourselves. We’re stuck out here in the middle of nowhere, bodies of water surrounding us- let’s live a little and play some tunes. “ Log09 - Outside - 09:20 AM

// The sound of metal hitting metal can be heard.

“ Wow! That was... a trip. Don’t worry! Nothing was pierced, snapped, twisted, dented, nor shattered! I’m still in working condition. “

// A piece of clothing hangs over the bot’s right shoulder.

[BEEP]

// ...

// Something is approaching.

“ -Wait a minute, it’s still on-!? “

// She stares at the screen with a surprised look before losing balance.

“ Oh no- “

// The bot crashes onto the ground.

> “ Your... recent project. The Thinking Machine you have cooped up in your lab- ”

> “ I wouldn’t say cooped up. He’s still a work in progress so he has to stay in the lab. “

> “ ... Yes. ‘He’.” [sighing] “You’re humanizing your own project and- “

> “ Is that a problem, Captain? “

> “ Please don’t take offense to this, Professor, but I believe that you’re growing attached to your own project. Joyce has informed me the upgrades and overall design you have for it. “

> “ Oh, of course she’d- “ [groans] “ Joyce worries too much! How I design him doesn’t matter nor my quote-unquote attachment to him, he’s my creation and I’m proud of it. “

> “ Professor- “

> “ No, shove it up yours. I got work to do and don’t even think sending Joyce in for tonight. I’m keeping the damn door locked. Goodnight, Captain. “

// End of Log.

. . .

[CONNECTION FOUND]

// Uploading Log12 - Laboratory - 10:04 AM.

> “ Professor? You’re still working? “

> “ When am I not working, Joyce? ... I apologize, it’s been a long night. “

> “ I can tell... you know, it wouldn’t hurt to take a break at least. “

> [groans] “ Can you not treat me as a child? I know how to take care of myself and I don’t need you to act as a caretaker. Do you really look down at me? “

> “ When have I ever said that? “ [sighing] “ I would never look down at you, I’m suggesting you take care of yourself better. I heard from one of the engineers that they saw you trip down the steps. “

> “ ... that could be any idiot on this ship. “

> “ Professor. “

> “ Oh- fine! Yes, I tripped. Everyone here does! The hem of my pants got caught on one of the steps-- “

> “ Oh, golly-” [giggling]

> “ -Don’t laugh at me! "

// End of Log.

// Uploading Log19 - Laboratory - 12:02 AM.

> [sobbing] “ -why won’t you look at me...? I made you from scratch, I kept your gears clean, kept you recharged for the day- I did everything to keep you up and running yet you still won’t look at me... why? I-I even built you a functioning right arm! You can hold things now like- like this mug over here or a pen to use to write things or- or anything!” [laughing] “ I even built you a voicebox for crying out loud and yet you still haven’t used it. I gave you eyes to see, son, Eyes. To. see! I gave you a face, a body, an arm, a mind- so why won’t you look at me!? ” [object shattering against the floor] “ Just for once- please, please, please... just for once look at me or at least say something to me. I need- I need to hear you... I need to know you’re alive- please, just for once, son, speak to me... “ 

// End of Log.

// Uploading Log32 - Captain’s Room - 12:00 AM.

> [gunshot]

// She giggles.

“ Oh! maybe it’s best if you meet him when he gets back. He’s both hard working and also a neat guy! I’m sure you’ll like him and maybe he’ll like you all back-- “

// She freezes, left eye twitching again as her pupil flickers.

“ Oh no... looks like this ol’ power cell of mine needs extra juice! How embarrassing! I guess we’ll cut our meeting short for tonight, sorry everyone... “

// She leans down, an audible click being heard as she tugs the ends of the small cable.

“ Just gotta unplug this real quick-! “

“ There we go! “

// She attaches the piece onto the left side of her head.

“ I’ll see you all when I’m done charging! Goodbye! “

“ To be honest? Not sure! Neither me nor my friend know where are exactly after getting stranded. I’m sure we’ll work on pinpointing where we could be but it’s not our top priority! “

\\ She shrugs.

“ It’s a nice area. Enough minerals, wide space, and so far it hasn’t rained here which is good. I’m... not too far from shore! Always salvaging any material that winds up stranded, there are some containers lying around that still need to be opened. “

\\ She turns around, taking a look at what’s currently around her.

“ It’s dark because it’s currently nighttime. I should really put up a few light sources to make it easier to navigate around here... “

\\ The bot pauses, glancing around once more.

“ I can see a few containers, some materials I’ve collected... and the generator from afar. Which reminds me, I should be recharging soon. “

\\ She stares at something off screen, unmoving. She then glances at the screen, reading the message.

(note: im unsure if my first ask was sent, since it was a work-in-progress... it closed on me out of nowhere when i went to another app! but if it did, please use this ask instead. ty!)

\\ The bot stares at the screen in silence, processing what was on it. Her expression falls for a moment.

“ ... I don’t understand... “

“ ... ‘Internet’? “

\\ She hesitates, processing the new word.

“ I see! Neat! The ‘Internet’ seems nice so far “

“ What ring? I’m not wearing a- Oh! That ring? The one I dropped? Wait for a bit, I’ll grab it. It’s lying around here somewhere... “

\\ She moves out of frame, rummaging a bit to find the ring in question. 

“ ... There it is! “

\\ She holds the ring up to the screen.

“ ... not sure how I can help you wear it. I mean, you’re not physically here! “

\\ She laughs.

“ But I’ll keep the ring safe, don’t worry about it! “

“ D’aw, shucks, thank you! This frame of mine is all thanks to P-- ...A very close friend of mine! He built it similar to his but made a few adjustments with the materials he scavenged. “

“ I plan on making my own adjustments now that I’m fully functional! I’ve already done some work on my legs and I’m planning to work on building a right arm for myself. “

\\ She tweaks her right shoulder, revealing the lack of arm. The only thing there is a placeholder. 

“ -- and thank you for noticing the hair! ...I feel kind of bad though since it isn’t mine. Machines can’t grow their own hair, duh! Just... well, I can’t explain where I, or my friend, got it in the first place. ”

\\ She shrugs.

---

“ I can see your messages on the screen! ... I’m not sure where your signal is coming from but nonetheless I ended up catching it. ”

\\ She stares at the screen, thinking for a moment.

“ There’s more than one of you... huh. That’s-- well, that’s not so bad!”

\\ The bot lets out a synthetic giggle.

[ BEEP ]

“ -- No... this is way too small. Though, could be useful for something else... “

\\ She stares at the piece in-between her metal fingers, contemplating whether or not she should keep it.

“ Hm? ”

\\ She finally notices the screen.

“ Oh-- GOLLY! ”

\\ She exclaims, dropping the metal ring during the process. Shock is written on her face.

\\ There was a moment of hesitation, trying to understand why the screen was on, her gaze lingers from the screen and onto the other equipment connected to the monitor. One of them was connected to a cable which leads to another, the end reaching to her neck which had a small cable port.

\\ She leans forward, tinkering with the equipment out of view.

“ ...Huh. It found a signal? ”

\\ She pauses.

\\ Her smile grows.

“ NIFTY! I found a signal!! “