Multirole Adaptive Robot

🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

🙃- For a lighter, slightly embarrassing secret

🌟- For a secret wish or desire of theirs

🍏- For something they secretly wish didn’t exist

🍎- For something they secretly wish did exist

❤️- For a secret crush

📲- Talk about someone/something you dislike, but only pretend to like

👁‍🗨- Talk about someone/something you like, but pretend to dislike

🍻- For something bad/mischievous you did as a child or teen that your parents don’t know about

🌜- For a ‘weird’ habit or tic that no one knows about

💃- For a talent that they like to keep hidden from others

🏹- For a talent they wish they had

👻- For something that scares or disturbs them, but they refuse to tell anyone

☢️- For a controversy or scandal they have been able to keep mostly under wraps

🐇- For a secret item they keep (stuffed animal, comfort object, etc)

📒- For a secret journal/diary they keep (Bonus: Share an entry from it!)

📔- For a secret sketchbook they keep (Bonus: Share a sketch or doodle within it!)

🖤- For something they secretly wish they could do with your muse

a shy kiss. 

a forehead kiss.

a cheek kiss.

a nuzzle kiss.

a neck kiss.

a hand kiss. 

a hug + kiss combo. 

a dying kiss. 

a bleeding / bloody kiss. 

an assertive kiss. 

a nonchalant / uninterested kiss. 

a kiss to your muse’s shoes. 

a blown kiss. 

a sad / crying kiss. 

a quick kiss. 

a happy kiss.

a teasing / sensual kiss. 

a platonic kiss. 

a clumsy kiss

🍰 - What is their favorite type of dessert or sweet? 🐢 - What type of animal would they keep for a pet? 🐙 - They are crossing the ocean. What are the circumstances and how did they get there? 🌎 - If money were no object, where would they live and what would they do with their life? (Ex: entrepreneur, playboy, philanthropist, etc) 🎂 - Do they celebrate their birthday? 🎓 - Are they well-educated? 📬 - A mysterious letter has just been found in their mailbox.  How does your character react?  Who would it be from? ⌚ - Is your character punctual or procrastinator? 💰 - Your character just found a fat sack of gold on a bench. What do they do with it? 👙 - Is your character trendy or do they just not give a damn? 🎠 - Your character is at the carnival.  What kinds of rides or games do they check out to entertain themselves? 🔮 - Your character is having their future told by someone pretty shady. Do they call the fortune teller out or just roll with it? 🎃 - What is your character’s favorite holiday? 🎶 - What would your character say about your personal taste in music? 💒 - Does your character want marriage or a lifelong commitment? ♓ - Hey baby, what’s your sign? What would your character’s zodiac sign be and what qualities do they carry to make them fall under that sign? 🚼 - Does your character have or want kids? ⚠ - What has your character almost done that made someone talk them out of or convince them not to do it? ♿ - Is your character in some way handicapped? (This includes physical, emotional, and mental.) 💊 - Is your character on medication?  If so, why? 🌞🌜 - Is your character an early bird or night owl? What makes them that way? 📚 - Does your character read? 📓 - If your character keeps a journal, what is the most secret thought they keep in it? 📰 - An obituary for your character was found in the local paper this morning. What did it say? 💢 - What frustrates your character more than anything? ✌ - Your character just made a trespass against someone else, how would they go about righting it given the chance?  Or would they at all? 🍴 - What is the absolute worst meal your character has ever eaten? Were they verbal about it or did they just not say anything? 🍜 - Carnivore/Pescatarian/Vegetarian/Vegan/Other? What kind of diet does your character have? 💋 - Your character was just kissed by someone they can’t stand. Why and how did it happen? 😇 - What was your character’s last good deed? 😁 - Someone just tripped and fell in front of your character.  Do they laugh or help the person up? 😨 - Your character just broke wind in public. Do they try to hide it or own up to it? 😍 - Your character’s lust object just passed right by them. How awkward do they get as they try to make conversation? 😒 - “Ugh!  Not him/her/them/it again.” How does your character react to annoying people? 😂 - Your character is moved to tears. What’s a kindness that another showed to them? 😄 - What has ever made your character laugh so hard that they almost passed out? 😈 - What’s your character’s favorite cuss word? 😏 - Is your character having a dirty thought right now? 🍺 - Cheers! What is your character’s favorite alcoholic beverage?  What was the last thing they got smashed off of? 💫 - Your character is suffering memory loss after being knocked unconscious.  What happens afterwards and how did it happen? 💡 - What is the best idea your character ever had? 💍 - Does your character wear any type of jewelry? ⛪ - Is your character religious or spiritual in anyway? 🎱 - Your character and a talking raccoon walk into a bar… 📼 - An interrogation tape emerges regarding a recent interview with your character.  What are they being questioned for? 👟 - Is your character into personal fitness?  If so, what’s their exercise routine? 📺 - What would your character’s favorite TV show be?  What’s their favorite genre?

    Feeling solid ground under his feet, McCree felt his head calm down and his train of thought not quiet as chaotic. Hearing about the main with a skull for a face made McCree re-re-re-re-realize that he wasn’t back on Route 66 waking Echo up…he was in Wonderland, but that didn’t stop McCree usual reflexes from kicking in; this reflex was especially ingrained in him due to the circumstances.

     Hearing that one of Echo’s systems was malfunctioning his instant reaction was to ask her how it was malfunctioning…but then the Wonderland aspect came back, “That…might’ve been because of the the mirror Echo…your copyin’ system is technically fine…from what I know…” technology wasn’t McCree’s strong suit.

    Feeling Echo hug him again and laughing, it calmed McCree’s nerves. He didn’t realize how much he missed them…hell…they were like a little sibling to him, “Well, you can just call me McCree…not exactly an agent right now,” McCree motioned around him at the SSA, “but just…please keep a low profile? There’s not exactly others like ya and we don’t need people freakin’ out…but…how’ve ya been?” A warm smile appeared on McCree’s face as he reciprocated the hug.

“Oh! Is that what happened?” Echo mimed scratching at their chin, head tilted curiously. Well, they did certainly remember being told about the adjustments made to their being, but had simply assumed it was a security measure. 

“I suppose it is only fair,” Echo said, nodding firmly. “If I were a human, or a human in charge of more humans, I would want to limit the damage one could do in any situation. I am still capable of learning. I’m satisfied with that.” 

They floated with a little twirl, circuits buzzing with excitement at McCree’s questioning. 

“Oh, McCree! You were right, Overwatch was back in operation! I went through what remaining databanks I could--Athena said to say hello to you, by the way--and I managed to get into contact with Agent Shimada and Agent Ziegler! We noticed a disturbance in Paris and went to investigate it and there were Null Sector Omnics invading!” 

It was with one might call childish delight that Echo described their story, zipping from one end of the lobby to the other, wings and boosters humming. 

“--There was a huge one trying to hurt the scientist, but then Agent Shimada performed his--” 

Echo squeaked as they, perhaps on automatic, attempted to dip into their Duplicated copy of Genji Shimada’s data and found their access very thoroughly denied. Their face fizzled for a moment, before they gave an inelegant shrug and sloppily waved their arms for effect. 

     McCree’s latest mission wasn’t too difficult and for once McCree wasn’t dead tired upon his arrival to the SSA; though the guy randomly running from the room.

    “Well…that’s different- WHAT IN THE HELL!?”

    Suddenly McCree was in the air and something warm and metal was surrounding his waist. Being in the air and not in some airplane was not something McCree was used to, so the yell at the end did rise in pitch.

    Then McCree heard the voice and McCree felt his entire body freeze, “..E…Echo!?” Pure surprise oozed from McCree’s voice as he saw the familiar face of the very illegal AI that he was in charge of.

     That didn’t stop from the large grin that formed on his face as he returned the hug, “Echo! Holy shit! What in the hell are you doin’ here-…” McCree then re-remembered the reason why only McCree and Dr. Liao were the only ones that knew about Echo.

    In a harsh whisper, “Echo, remember that you’re supposed to be low-key! Please don’t tell me you’ve been copyin’ people…” There was no anger or bite to his voice; concern was mostly there when he looked at Echo.

Echo pouted as they hovered gently to a landing, setting McCree back to his feet. What a--what was the word? Killjoy! Though, that was too harsh, perhaps. McCree was only looking out for them, as always. 

“I am the most low-key, ever. I have seen a man walking around with a skull for a face. Anyway...”

They leaned in close, hand to their mouth. 

“...My duplication systems have been sealed behind a firewall,” Echo reported, their voice fluctuating with disappointment. “It is most inconvenient, as it renders many of my multi-role programs inert without manual input. But it isn’t so bad.” 

They hugged McCree again, a laugh humming.