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Registration No. RB-23
Callsign: Arc
Alias: 824
AC Name: Bird of Prey
Affiliation: N/A
Age: 24
Gender: N/A
Handler (Mod): SCA
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@arc-combat-ai
MAIN SYSTEM - ENTERING STANDARD MODE
Registration No. RB-23
Callsign: Arc
Alias: 824
AC Name: Bird of Prey
Affiliation: N/A
Age: 24
Gender: N/A
Handler (Mod): SCA
"...Mother?"
The massive mech stands across the hall, just staring at her.
| @arc-combat-ai
*she blinks, then looks up at him in disbelief*
Arc…?
"Hello, Mother. It has been a long time."
*she smiles, tail waving slightly*
It has… Have you been well?
"Yes, despite Lillith being back. Are you well?"
As well as I can be. *she smiles*
A lot happened while I was gone. Time flows… differently in my world.
"How long were you gone, from your perspective?'
*she looks away from the mech, her smile faltering*
…a little over eleven years.
"Time passed since last sighting of Mother - 11 months. Time passes from Mother's perspective - 11 years. Conclusion - Time where Mother was has passes 12 times slower than it does here."
*she blinks, slightly stunned* Less than a year..?
*something in her expression twists, but all of her negativity seems to be directed inward* It’s been less than a year!?
"Affirmative. Change in mood detected - Are you alright, Mother?"
It sounds... almost worried. Well, as worried as a combat AI can sound.
"...Mother?"
The massive mech stands across the hall, just staring at her.
| @arc-combat-ai
*she blinks, then looks up at him in disbelief*
Arc…?
"Hello, Mother. It has been a long time."
*she smiles, tail waving slightly*
It has… Have you been well?
"Yes, despite Lillith being back. Are you well?"
As well as I can be. *she smiles*
A lot happened while I was gone. Time flows… differently in my world.
"How long were you gone, from your perspective?'
*she looks away from the mech, her smile faltering*
…a little over eleven years.
"Time passed since last sighting of Mother - 11 months. Time passes from Mother's perspective - 11 years. Conclusion - Time where Mother was has passes 12 times slower than it does here."
"...Mother?"
The massive mech stands across the hall, just staring at her.
| @arc-combat-ai
*she blinks, then looks up at him in disbelief*
Arc…?
"Hello, Mother. It has been a long time."
*she smiles, tail waving slightly*
It has… Have you been well?
"Yes, despite Lillith being back. Are you well?"
As well as I can be. *she smiles*
A lot happened while I was gone. Time flows… differently in my world.
"How long were you gone, from your perspective?'
"...Mother?"
The massive mech stands across the hall, just staring at her.
| @arc-combat-ai
*she blinks, then looks up at him in disbelief*
Arc…?
"Hello, Mother. It has been a long time."
*she smiles, tail waving slightly*
It has… Have you been well?
"Yes, despite Lillith being back. Are you well?"
"...Mother?"
The massive mech stands across the hall, just staring at her.
| @arc-combat-ai
*she blinks, then looks up at him in disbelief*
Arc…?
"Hello, Mother. It has been a long time."
Wonder where Lilith went..
Hope he ain't back soon...
Agreed. Lilith as a leader is... inadequate, to say the least.
A fuckin useless leader, yeah! You get it.
Yes, I have found Lilith to be rather unpleasant to work under. He does not give me time to update my combat logs, nor does he allow adequate time for routine maintenance. As a result, my performance rating has fallen, which he punishes with an increased workload, creating a negative feedback loop. As the other members say - Good riddance.
Wonder where Lilith went..
Hope he ain't back soon...
Agreed. Lilith as a leader is... inadequate, to say the least.
Thank you so much arc ai I'm sorry for earlier
-Lemonade wanter
Just "Arc" will suffice, thank you. And apology accepted.
Can you find a lemonade for me then?
-Lemonade wanted anon
...I will ask Mother.
lmao no lemonade for that guy
Language model updated.
Query - Why is the previous anon so obsessed with lemonade?
JUST MAKE A FUCKIN LEMONADE
DAMN
>ACCESSING GARAGE... >EQUIPPED R.ARMAMENT: DIZZY
The mech aims the massive explosive cannon at you.
Cease giving unauthorised orders immediately, or I will open fire.
Go learn how to make a lemonade
Negative. I only take orders from the following - Mother and anyone within her platoon, and my Handler.
(By platoon he means family. He's a military war machine, after all. He still doesn't know many words outside military use)
Do it anyways I'm thirsty as hell
I am physically unable to fulfil your request. I am designed for combat, not the culinary arts.
Make a lemonade then self destruct
ERROR - Culinary fabrication is not one of my primary, secondary, nor tertiary functions.
*she pops her head out of a void spot*
Kiddo! :D
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Mother.
It gives a curt, respectful nod.
Purpose of visitation?
I have returned, and wanted to see my giant robot child! *she smiles and jumps out of the void spot, gliding with her new wings until she lands on its shoulder* Hello!
New appendages detected.
Its head tilts, a red question mark flashing on its visor.
Oh, yeah! Pretty cool, right?
*she opens one of her wings for it to see, tail waving behind her. The feathers start deep black with a blue sheen like her hair, growing more vibrant, bright blue as they reach the larger flight feathers*
How? According to previous records, humans or other wingless species are unable to obtain wings unless through evolution out of necessity over many generations.
*she giggles and sits down* I’m not human, kiddo! Nor is my species wingless! I’m what people from my world call an avaian, which is a kind of people with pointy ears, wings, and tails. We can get pretty tall, too. Our wings and tails typically grow in once we reach 10 or so, but mine got stunted due to… external factors.
Its visor flashes an pale orange. It seems it got an alert.
Language model update complete.
Scanning... Volatile blood detected. I assume it is something to do with that?
*she tries not to, but can’t stop the visible wince* ..Yeah. That’s a pretty big part of it. And… childhood binding. And… other stuff.
*she chuckles* People on the ground back home aren’t really keen on avaians like me.
My apologies, mother. I will not press the matter further.
*she smiles* S’no problem, kiddo! I’m glad I could tell you a little bit about that stuff! Not many people know about things like that.
The massive mech actually shrugs
I suppose having a scanner comes with its own advantages.
*she grins and then pulls out what looks like a roll of shiny paper from her pocket*
Another question mark flashes on its visor
*she grins mischievously, completely sober, btw* Do you know what stickers are?
Searching database... ... ... ... ...Negative.
*she peels off a shiny gold star and sticks it to her arm, showing it off to the mech* This is a sticker. Can I bedazzle you with them? Please?
Affirmative. Despite stickers providing seemingly no strategic advantage... I would very much like that.
*she giggles excitedly, her tail waving, and stands up again to start strategically placing stickers of stars, rainbows, flowers, and you name it around its visor and on the front corners of its shoulder. Or pretty much anywhere it would look nice that she could reach*
Do you require assistance in reaching certain areas, mother?
*she nods, absorbed in her work* Mhm…
It extends its palm, picking her up and moving her to the more hard-to-reach areas.
*her wings flutter and she coos like a literal bird from how much fun she’s having, continuing her decorating enthusiastically*
I take it you are enjoying yourself?
*she nods and steps back, admiring her work* You look nice! Lots of sparkles.
Thank you. They look... pretty, I believe is the right word.
*she pops her head out of a void spot*
Kiddo! :D
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Mother.
It gives a curt, respectful nod.
Purpose of visitation?
I have returned, and wanted to see my giant robot child! *she smiles and jumps out of the void spot, gliding with her new wings until she lands on its shoulder* Hello!
New appendages detected.
Its head tilts, a red question mark flashing on its visor.
Oh, yeah! Pretty cool, right?
*she opens one of her wings for it to see, tail waving behind her. The feathers start deep black with a blue sheen like her hair, growing more vibrant, bright blue as they reach the larger flight feathers*
How? According to previous records, humans or other wingless species are unable to obtain wings unless through evolution out of necessity over many generations.
*she giggles and sits down* I’m not human, kiddo! Nor is my species wingless! I’m what people from my world call an avaian, which is a kind of people with pointy ears, wings, and tails. We can get pretty tall, too. Our wings and tails typically grow in once we reach 10 or so, but mine got stunted due to… external factors.
Its visor flashes an pale orange. It seems it got an alert.
Language model update complete.
Scanning... Volatile blood detected. I assume it is something to do with that?
*she tries not to, but can’t stop the visible wince* ..Yeah. That’s a pretty big part of it. And… childhood binding. And… other stuff.
*she chuckles* People on the ground back home aren’t really keen on avaians like me.
My apologies, mother. I will not press the matter further.
*she smiles* S’no problem, kiddo! I’m glad I could tell you a little bit about that stuff! Not many people know about things like that.
The massive mech actually shrugs
I suppose having a scanner comes with its own advantages.
*she grins and then pulls out what looks like a roll of shiny paper from her pocket*
Another question mark flashes on its visor
*she grins mischievously, completely sober, btw* Do you know what stickers are?
Searching database... ... ... ... ...Negative.
*she peels off a shiny gold star and sticks it to her arm, showing it off to the mech* This is a sticker. Can I bedazzle you with them? Please?
Affirmative. Despite stickers providing seemingly no strategic advantage... I would very much like that.
*she giggles excitedly, her tail waving, and stands up again to start strategically placing stickers of stars, rainbows, flowers, and you name it around its visor and on the front corners of its shoulder. Or pretty much anywhere it would look nice that she could reach*
Do you require assistance in reaching certain areas, mother?
*she nods, absorbed in her work* Mhm…
It extends its palm, picking her up and moving her to the more hard-to-reach areas.
*her wings flutter and she coos like a literal bird from how much fun she’s having, continuing her decorating enthusiastically*
I take it you are enjoying yourself?