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@we-are-robots
SE1A stood at the edge of Valencia Academy, admiring the building with a smug expression on his metal face. /we-are-robots/
A few of the students didn’t seem to either notice or care of the newcomer.
The robot scanned over the people to make sure that they were not hostile, and then began to tour the perimeter of the school.
One of the female students bumped into the vot
The robot growled, left eye glowing a hot white. "Watch where you're walking."
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SE1A stood at the edge of Valencia Academy, admiring the building with a smug expression on his metal face. /we-are-robots/
A few of the students didn’t seem to either notice or care of the newcomer.
The robot scanned over the people to make sure that they were not hostile, and then began to tour the perimeter of the school.
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
"Very well. I am Chancellor SE1A. Now, I am no longer a stranger, no?"
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
“State your name and reason for infiltrating my city…do it now or you become nothing but scrap metal”
Nym stated quite clearly. Her optical sensor narrowing down on him.
The blue and white robot chortled. “Why do you ask? I am merely an old man.” The chancellor placed his claws in the pockets of his sportcoat and leaned back on his heels, waiting for an answer.
“Due to that fact you are a trespasser and from your ill mannered attitude you don’t mean well”
“Charming. Tell me, who built you?” SE1A found Nym to be amusing.
“The beings that prepared this body for me are dead. Long dead.”
“Oh. Pleasant.”
The robot’s left eye narrowed and turned white.
“I’m going to enter the city now. ”
“No”
“Alrighty then, give me one good reason why I can’t.”
“Because it’s my home and your not allowed in my home uninvited…”
"Why not?"
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
“State your name and reason for infiltrating my city…do it now or you become nothing but scrap metal”
Nym stated quite clearly. Her optical sensor narrowing down on him.
The blue and white robot chortled. “Why do you ask? I am merely an old man.” The chancellor placed his claws in the pockets of his sportcoat and leaned back on his heels, waiting for an answer.
“Due to that fact you are a trespasser and from your ill mannered attitude you don’t mean well”
“Charming. Tell me, who built you?” SE1A found Nym to be amusing.
“The beings that prepared this body for me are dead. Long dead.”
“Oh. Pleasant.”
The robot’s left eye narrowed and turned white.
“I’m going to enter the city now. ”
“No”
"Alrighty then, give me one good reason why I can't."
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Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
“State your name and reason for infiltrating my city…do it now or you become nothing but scrap metal”
Nym stated quite clearly. Her optical sensor narrowing down on him.
The blue and white robot chortled. “Why do you ask? I am merely an old man.” The chancellor placed his claws in the pockets of his sportcoat and leaned back on his heels, waiting for an answer.
“Due to that fact you are a trespasser and from your ill mannered attitude you don’t mean well”
“Charming. Tell me, who built you?” SE1A found Nym to be amusing.
“The beings that prepared this body for me are dead. Long dead.”
"Oh. Pleasant."
The robot's left eye narrowed and turned white.
"I'm going to enter the city now. "
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
“State your name and reason for infiltrating my city…do it now or you become nothing but scrap metal”
Nym stated quite clearly. Her optical sensor narrowing down on him.
The blue and white robot chortled. “Why do you ask? I am merely an old man.” The chancellor placed his claws in the pockets of his sportcoat and leaned back on his heels, waiting for an answer.
“Due to that fact you are a trespasser and from your ill mannered attitude you don’t mean well”
"Charming. Tell me, who built you?" SE1A found Nym to be amusing.
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
“State your name and reason for infiltrating my city…do it now or you become nothing but scrap metal”
Nym stated quite clearly. Her optical sensor narrowing down on him.
The blue and white robot chortled. "Why do you ask? I am merely an old man." The chancellor placed his claws in the pockets of his sportcoat and leaned back on his heels, waiting for an answer.
Open Roleplay {Muse: Nym Droid}
Nym laid on a pile of rubble staring at the clouded sky above her. It had been a quite motionless day and she’d been patrolling around the city for survivors or intruders. The feeling she was being watched looming over her.
Though she had her optical sensor enhanced she still could not see magic hidden beings. Only those who were using a cloaking device to hide from her.
With a slight turn she heard something and quickly drew a gun and pointed it at who or what was behind her, or at least hiding behind her.
The Old Man Robot found himself to actually be surprised by someone aiming a gun at him. Granted, he was an extraterrestrial being, but a simple robot nonetheless.
Why was a fellow example of artificial intelligence threatening him with a firearm? SE1A rotated his head 180° to find out.
*a few weeks after the battle a cargo convoy warps in* EODC Ruth: Destroyer Ruth to any units on this frequency, please respond. We have brought valuable supplies for your nation.
A wing B3 Spectres, photon driven propeller planes with added jet turbines on the rear, approach the convoy. The sleek, silver fighters look aggressive with their flush rivets and rotary cannons.
One of the robots speaks into the radio:
“Welcome to Mechanikii airspace. Proceed to the properly equipped landing area about a mile west from here.”
/continues on @we-are-the-shadows
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*a few weeks after the battle a cargo convoy warps in* EODC Ruth: Destroyer Ruth to any units on this frequency, please respond. We have brought valuable supplies for your nation.
A wing B3 Spectres, photon driven propeller planes with added jet turbines on the rear, approach the convoy. The sleek, silver fighters look aggressive with their flush rivets and rotary cannons.
One of the robots speaks into the radio:
“Welcome to Mechanikii airspace. Proceed to the properly equipped landing area about a mile west from here.”
The chancellor looks at her with a grimace.
“At ease. I am chancellor SE1A and this is my good friend, Queen Armature from the Free Republic of Shadows.” He motions to the blob, who nods, smiles, and takes a sip out of a cup.
“Sit, and tell me why you just dropped a bunch of…stuff on my planet,” ordered the robot.“
Velvet: *she and West both take a seat.* We were sent here on a mission of peace. We have brought you food and munitions. Firestorm also lent you some old armor and defensive weaponry.
“Why?” Asked SE1A.
Velvet: He likes to his allies supplies. The fact that he gave you tech from when he was a mere solider shows that he really trusts you.
“But we don’t need any weapons and food. The Mechanikii Union of Autonomous Systems is completely self sufficient. It would be logical, however, if you carted your donations to the Free Republic of Shadows, our ally.”
Velvet Death: Very well. We will commence loading operations. We will need navigational escort.
“Wait,” said the queen in a smooth, quiet tone, “How do we know that this equipment is safe?”
Velvet Death: *she looked at the queen* We have been using these vehicles and weapons since the founding of our first planet. We have 7 colony worlds and we have had 3 home worlds. Two which have been destroyed. Basically we have had these weapons forever.
“I see. You say that you are going to need guidance to my country, correct? How long will it take to pack everything up?”
*a voice come over a field radio that Sgt. West carried in a pack on her back* General Velvet Death! All cargo ships are reloaded and ready for transport. Velvet Death: I guess now.
“Of course. Just give me some time to get to my transport. Guards! Let’s go.”
The blob swirled away from the table and nodded once more. Then, About six almost identical black blobs suddenly leaped up from the shadows that Velvet and West cast on the floor. These blobs were larger than Armature and wore netted military helmets.
They followed her.
Velvet Death: Is there anything else you need sir?
SE1A sighs. “No.”
The queen, however, was already outside, climbing into a blue stretch limousine.
Velvet: Very well. Have a great day. *she bows and then leaves the room with West.*
The queen leaned back up against the seat of the limo. They took too long for her liking…
* a staff car suddenly appeared behind the limo as Velvet transforms. Her guards appear as they drop from the roof tops from their sniping positions. They get in.* Velvet: We are ready when you are.
Armature’s limo slides smoothly onto the road and heads out of the city back towards the airfield.
*the staff car follows*
The car stops at the airfield, where Armature gets out and boards a small black plane, which gives out a strange dark aura.
Suddenly there was a loud clanking sound coming towards mechanika headquarters
The usual A2 tanks, which were still warm from the last time, were brought out.
But it wasn’t those tanks it was the ominous clanking of one of the most feared tanks to be seen on the battlefield , a monster tank called the king tiger
The A2s, massive steam-drivem tanks, towered over the tiger and aimed their cannons at it in unison.
This did not deter the German panzerkampfwagen as it was friendly
Several soldiers approach the tank, guns drawn.
The German tiger tanks commanders cupola opens revealing the German commander who attack mechanika
“Freeze! Put your hands in the air!”
I hope that you don’t mind if I brought some friends and soon the city of mechanika was about to become a war zone after hearing the sound of the Russian ura charge
“Why are you always attacking us? What the fuck is your problem, man?”
I’m not attacking you, I’m putting out the fires my armies caused to your land
"We're fine! You morons barely did anything."
Suddenly there was a loud clanking sound coming towards mechanika headquarters
The usual A2 tanks, which were still warm from the last time, were brought out.
But it wasn’t those tanks it was the ominous clanking of one of the most feared tanks to be seen on the battlefield , a monster tank called the king tiger
The A2s, massive steam-drivem tanks, towered over the tiger and aimed their cannons at it in unison.
This did not deter the German panzerkampfwagen as it was friendly
Several soldiers approach the tank, guns drawn.
The German tiger tanks commanders cupola opens revealing the German commander who attack mechanika
“Freeze! Put your hands in the air!”
I hope that you don’t mind if I brought some friends and soon the city of mechanika was about to become a war zone after hearing the sound of the Russian ura charge
"Why are you always attacking us? What the fuck is your problem, man?"
Suddenly there was a loud clanking sound coming towards mechanika headquarters
The usual A2 tanks, which were still warm from the last time, were brought out.
But it wasn’t those tanks it was the ominous clanking of one of the most feared tanks to be seen on the battlefield , a monster tank called the king tiger
The A2s, massive steam-drivem tanks, towered over the tiger and aimed their cannons at it in unison.
This did not deter the German panzerkampfwagen as it was friendly
Several soldiers approach the tank, guns drawn.
The German tiger tanks commanders cupola opens revealing the German commander who attack mechanika
"Freeze! Put your hands in the air!"
*a few weeks after the battle a cargo convoy warps in* EODC Ruth: Destroyer Ruth to any units on this frequency, please respond. We have brought valuable supplies for your nation.
A wing B3 Spectres, photon driven propeller planes with added jet turbines on the rear, approach the convoy. The sleek, silver fighters look aggressive with their flush rivets and rotary cannons.
One of the robots speaks into the radio:
“Welcome to Mechanikii airspace. Proceed to the properly equipped landing area about a mile west from here.”
The chancellor looks at her with a grimace.
“At ease. I am chancellor SE1A and this is my good friend, Queen Armature from the Free Republic of Shadows.” He motions to the blob, who nods, smiles, and takes a sip out of a cup.
“Sit, and tell me why you just dropped a bunch of…stuff on my planet,” ordered the robot.“
Velvet: *she and West both take a seat.* We were sent here on a mission of peace. We have brought you food and munitions. Firestorm also lent you some old armor and defensive weaponry.
“Why?” Asked SE1A.
Velvet: He likes to his allies supplies. The fact that he gave you tech from when he was a mere solider shows that he really trusts you.
“But we don’t need any weapons and food. The Mechanikii Union of Autonomous Systems is completely self sufficient. It would be logical, however, if you carted your donations to the Free Republic of Shadows, our ally.”
Velvet Death: Very well. We will commence loading operations. We will need navigational escort.
“Wait,” said the queen in a smooth, quiet tone, “How do we know that this equipment is safe?”
Velvet Death: *she looked at the queen* We have been using these vehicles and weapons since the founding of our first planet. We have 7 colony worlds and we have had 3 home worlds. Two which have been destroyed. Basically we have had these weapons forever.
“I see. You say that you are going to need guidance to my country, correct? How long will it take to pack everything up?”
*a voice come over a field radio that Sgt. West carried in a pack on her back* General Velvet Death! All cargo ships are reloaded and ready for transport. Velvet Death: I guess now.
“Of course. Just give me some time to get to my transport. Guards! Let’s go.”
The blob swirled away from the table and nodded once more. Then, About six almost identical black blobs suddenly leaped up from the shadows that Velvet and West cast on the floor. These blobs were larger than Armature and wore netted military helmets.
They followed her.
Velvet Death: Is there anything else you need sir?
SE1A sighs. “No.”
The queen, however, was already outside, climbing into a blue stretch limousine.
Velvet: Very well. Have a great day. *she bows and then leaves the room with West.*
The queen leaned back up against the seat of the limo. They took too long for her liking…
* a staff car suddenly appeared behind the limo as Velvet transforms. Her guards appear as they drop from the roof tops from their sniping positions. They get in.* Velvet: We are ready when you are.
Armature's limo slides smoothly onto the road and heads out of the city back towards the airfield.
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*a few weeks after the battle a cargo convoy warps in* EODC Ruth: Destroyer Ruth to any units on this frequency, please respond. We have brought valuable supplies for your nation.
A wing B3 Spectres, photon driven propeller planes with added jet turbines on the rear, approach the convoy. The sleek, silver fighters look aggressive with their flush rivets and rotary cannons.
One of the robots speaks into the radio:
“Welcome to Mechanikii airspace. Proceed to the properly equipped landing area about a mile west from here.”
The chancellor looks at her with a grimace.
“At ease. I am chancellor SE1A and this is my good friend, Queen Armature from the Free Republic of Shadows.” He motions to the blob, who nods, smiles, and takes a sip out of a cup.
“Sit, and tell me why you just dropped a bunch of…stuff on my planet,” ordered the robot.“
Velvet: *she and West both take a seat.* We were sent here on a mission of peace. We have brought you food and munitions. Firestorm also lent you some old armor and defensive weaponry.
“Why?” Asked SE1A.
Velvet: He likes to his allies supplies. The fact that he gave you tech from when he was a mere solider shows that he really trusts you.
“But we don’t need any weapons and food. The Mechanikii Union of Autonomous Systems is completely self sufficient. It would be logical, however, if you carted your donations to the Free Republic of Shadows, our ally.”
Velvet Death: Very well. We will commence loading operations. We will need navigational escort.
“Wait,” said the queen in a smooth, quiet tone, “How do we know that this equipment is safe?”
Velvet Death: *she looked at the queen* We have been using these vehicles and weapons since the founding of our first planet. We have 7 colony worlds and we have had 3 home worlds. Two which have been destroyed. Basically we have had these weapons forever.
“I see. You say that you are going to need guidance to my country, correct? How long will it take to pack everything up?”
*a voice come over a field radio that Sgt. West carried in a pack on her back* General Velvet Death! All cargo ships are reloaded and ready for transport. Velvet Death: I guess now.
“Of course. Just give me some time to get to my transport. Guards! Let’s go.”
The blob swirled away from the table and nodded once more. Then, About six almost identical black blobs suddenly leaped up from the shadows that Velvet and West cast on the floor. These blobs were larger than Armature and wore netted military helmets.
They followed her.
Velvet Death: Is there anything else you need sir?
SE1A sighs. “No.”
The queen, however, was already outside, climbing into a blue stretch limousine.
Velvet: Very well. Have a great day. *she bows and then leaves the room with West.*
The queen leaned back up against the seat of the limo. They took too long for her liking...
*a few weeks after the battle a cargo convoy warps in* EODC Ruth: Destroyer Ruth to any units on this frequency, please respond. We have brought valuable supplies for your nation.
A wing B3 Spectres, photon driven propeller planes with added jet turbines on the rear, approach the convoy. The sleek, silver fighters look aggressive with their flush rivets and rotary cannons.
One of the robots speaks into the radio:
“Welcome to Mechanikii airspace. Proceed to the properly equipped landing area about a mile west from here.”
The chancellor looks at her with a grimace.
“At ease. I am chancellor SE1A and this is my good friend, Queen Armature from the Free Republic of Shadows.” He motions to the blob, who nods, smiles, and takes a sip out of a cup.
“Sit, and tell me why you just dropped a bunch of…stuff on my planet,” ordered the robot.“
Velvet: *she and West both take a seat.* We were sent here on a mission of peace. We have brought you food and munitions. Firestorm also lent you some old armor and defensive weaponry.
“Why?” Asked SE1A.
Velvet: He likes to his allies supplies. The fact that he gave you tech from when he was a mere solider shows that he really trusts you.
“But we don’t need any weapons and food. The Mechanikii Union of Autonomous Systems is completely self sufficient. It would be logical, however, if you carted your donations to the Free Republic of Shadows, our ally.”
Velvet Death: Very well. We will commence loading operations. We will need navigational escort.
“Wait,” said the queen in a smooth, quiet tone, “How do we know that this equipment is safe?”
Velvet Death: *she looked at the queen* We have been using these vehicles and weapons since the founding of our first planet. We have 7 colony worlds and we have had 3 home worlds. Two which have been destroyed. Basically we have had these weapons forever.
“I see. You say that you are going to need guidance to my country, correct? How long will it take to pack everything up?”
*a voice come over a field radio that Sgt. West carried in a pack on her back* General Velvet Death! All cargo ships are reloaded and ready for transport. Velvet Death: I guess now.
“Of course. Just give me some time to get to my transport. Guards! Let’s go.”
The blob swirled away from the table and nodded once more. Then, About six almost identical black blobs suddenly leaped up from the shadows that Velvet and West cast on the floor. These blobs were larger than Armature and wore netted military helmets.
They followed her.
Velvet Death: Is there anything else you need sir?
SE1A sighs. "No."
The queen, however, was already outside, climbing into a blue stretch limousine.
