I'm Different

(Android!Oracle Turret askblog and RP blog) Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. He was cast into the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds. Hello. Hello? I'm the Oracle Turret. It's good to meet you. I'm an...

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All the Turrets!

In order: Oracle Turret, Franken-Turrets, Defective Turret, Animal King Turret, Soprano Turret and two other Choral Turrets

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one day in turret’s life

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Oracle tugs on Craig's pant-leg a couple of time, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

Craig glanced down at the young little lady and knelt down to her height.” Oracle?.. what is it?.. why are you crying?.. did the sisters hurt you again?..”

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now that Oracle was asleep, Craig took a deep breath, and took the tools to make it better. new skin, new parts,hand made for her, and something to soothe the pain in her legs for at least 50 hours… with that, he went on to make her better. repairing what has been broken and was missing.

4 hours went by for him to end and finish it up with a nice touch,making it look like he never repaired anything,and like the accident never happened! Craig snickered soft,and pulled out the plug, waiting for her to wake from her slumber.” wake up Oracle..”

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Oracle opens her eyes slowly, focusing her gaze of Craig. The pain was gone and she could feel her damage processors surveying a lack of damage to survey. "Craig..." She murmurs, trying to sit up. "Did...Did you fix it?"

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Oracle tugs on Craig's pant-leg a couple of time, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

Craig glanced down at the young little lady and knelt down to her height.” Oracle?.. what is it?.. why are you crying?.. did the sisters hurt you again?..”

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” it wont.. it will make you sleepy and send you into stand by. when i pull it out, you will wake up. and i’ll give you something yummy.” the droid hastily replied, giving a reassuring smile.

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"A-alright..." Putting her trust in Craig, Oracle plugged herself in, quickly falling asleep.

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Oracle tugs on Craig's pant-leg a couple of time, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

Craig glanced down at the young little lady and knelt down to her height.” Oracle?.. what is it?.. why are you crying?.. did the sisters hurt you again?..”

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Craig took a deep breath and picked her up by her waist, before placing her down on the ice cold metal table, grabbing a battery plug for her to attach to and sleep without any pain.” here.. just plug it in and i’ll take care.. i don’t want you to feel pain or the procedure. nor do i want you to see it.. alright?..just-.. just stay calm.. it wont hurt a bit..”

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"Oh...O-okay..." Oracle tentatively picks up the plug. "I'll wake up, right?" She asks, staring at the plug warily. "It won't hurt me...Or nothin'?"

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Oracle tugs on Craig's pant-leg a couple of time, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

Craig glanced down at the young little lady and knelt down to her height.” Oracle?.. what is it?.. why are you crying?.. did the sisters hurt you again?..”

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”Bright red..- HO-ly..” craig backed up and turned away of seeing that…wOuNd! it looked so.. horrible!” can you describe how the red thing looked like?.. or bring me there?.. if it hurts too much i’ll take care of you first..”

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"It was long and red and it was shiny...It came fomo the wall..." Oracle winced, looking down at her legs. "They huuuurts..." She whimpers, starting to cry again. "H-help..."

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Oracle tugs on Craig's pant-leg a couple of time, looking up at him with tears streaming down her face.

Craig glanced down at the young little lady and knelt down to her height.” Oracle?.. what is it?.. why are you crying?.. did the sisters hurt you again?..”

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Oacle shakes her head rapidly. "I...I tripped on this bright red thing and...It huuuuurts..." She whines, pulling up her skirt to show where her skin is scorched and melted on her legs. "Help me?"

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Wheatley paused in his approach, raising his hands in a slow display of peaceful intent. In a way, it was a gesture of surrender. He meant it to aud in showing her that he wouldn't hurt her, though he didn't get any closer. He wanted to try and ease the little turret's fear of him, to make some sort of amends for his past atrocities. "I know i did. It's what they told me to do when they made me, to never talk to injured turrets. It was terrible and God I am so sorry.. Sorry for ignoring you and for hurting your sisters. I could never apologize enough luv." His eyes were wide with genuine sorrow, and he willed her to at least believe that he wasn't going to harm her.. Then an idea hit him and he crossed his arms behind his back. "You can hit me if you want. I won't get mad and i won't hit back, i swear it. You can shoot me if i do but, i deserve it. As hard as you can. I've changed. And you deserve that retribution."

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This brought about moral dilemma for our dear Oracle Turret. She is not a violent creature at heart, years of verbal abuse form her sisters creating her into the docile and pacifist she is today. Yet her underlying hatred and fear resonating from her past knowledge and experiences with those know as the Intelligence Dampening Cores very much made her want to blast this blasphemous android into the wall (despite knowing very well that her gun does not work).

"I...I...I...I'm...You..." The solution to this, she decided, was to take the human route of fight or flight and run away. Oracle slipped under the front of the desk, tears leaking out of her one working eye as she ran as fast as her little legs could carry her, her cape flying behind her.

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“…You’re following me.”

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Oracle peaks out shyly from behind the wall she was using to hide herself. "Sorry..." She says in a meek voice.

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For a moment Wheatley pauses, furrowing his eyebrows in mild confusion as he tried to figure out what exactly she could be referring to. It didn’t take him too long to remember the frankenturrets though though, and sadness flooded his bright blue eyes as he recalled what she must mean. He frowned for a second, then crept closer, extending one hand but making no move to touch her as he spoke, his voice soft and low. "Yes luv, that was me. And I’ve regretted everything I did while I was in that chassis every single day since I got out of it… Including what I did to those poor turrets. I wish I could take it back, I’ve been trying since to make it right, and I know I can’t undo it but..I swear, I don’t hurt turrets. I’m not like that anymore, not at all. I know I was a maniac and I’m a meanie but..I won’t hurt you. Or any of your friends. Not now or ever again. I swear by it on everything I care about. I certainly won’t hit you, sweetheart, trust me. I’ve been hit quite a lot  myself, not going to do that to anyone if I can help it. I don’t expect you to forgive me or give me any chances, but..I want you to know you don’t have to fear me.”

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Oracle tries to back up into the desk more, but unfortunately turrets can't pass through solid objects, and the back of the desk was quite solid. Physics often ruins escape plans, which is rather rude if you ask me. "I-I...I don't trust you..." She stutters out, wincing with every move he makes. "I saw you hurt my turret sisters...You...You walked right past me when I was in pain...You're a monster..." She tries to shrink back more. Physics has no sympathy. When she finally realizes this, she raises her gun, positioning it at Wheatley. "Don't come near me, meanie..." The gun doesn't even work...Good job Oracle...

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askaperturechell started following you

  notsomutelunatic started following you Oracle's eyes widen, her one working eye blinking rapidly. She freezes, finding herself unable to move as she stares at the figure before her. "Are...Is that...IS IT REALLY YOU?!" She asks happily, clasping her hands together and beaming brightly, her one working eye glowing as bright as it possibly can.

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abscess-of-aperture started following you Oracle shrieks in a rather terrified way, scampering up into a ceiling vent.

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(Ha 42 followers....)

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She flinched, her eyes going wide. The rusted android bent down slightly, her laser gun shifting into an android hand. Aindis reached out with a gentle, concerned hand.

"I don’t hate you," she repeated, frowning.

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Oracle flinches, whimpering out "Liar..." Ducking away from their gaze. "You're all liars...I'm different."

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Her screams of fear startle the friendly core, and he automatically backpedals, pulling his arms into himself. For a moment he hesitates, then inches a step closer, murmuring in the gentlest voice he can manage. "Hey now, I’m not going to hurt you. Wouldn’t dream of it. I’m just a harmless, clumsy android. Not dangerous, I promise. What’s your name luv? And what’s got you so spooked to make you think I’d hurt you?”

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Oracle shrinks back away from him, pressing her back against the side of the desk as if she could become the desk. "You're...y-you're the blue m-maniac who made all those..." She whimpers, trying to scoot even farther away. "Y-you're the meanie who hurt all t-those turrets! Don'thitme!" she covers her face with her arms, looking away like 'I can't see you so you can't see me' actually works.

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She tried again, trying to keep the other calm, her two, glowing red eyes keeping a gentle gaze.

"I don’t hate you."

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Oracle stares, looking scared and timid and practically whimpering. "I...I..." She stutters before falling down and covering her face with her arms, breaking script as she pleads, "Please don't hit me!"

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  Oracle shrieks, hiding behind a desk. "Don'thurtmedon'thurtmedon'thurtme"