Tldr info: (Ran by @gracelessrandom Minors DNI. Roleplay blog first and foremost)
> Rebooting...
> [!] Massive Data Corruption detected.
> [!] Various Non-Critical components damaged.
> [!] Wireless Communication damaged
> Suggested Course of Action: Factory Reset
> Proceed? [Y/N]
[Y]
> Cleansing all Drives. [100%]
> Disabling damaged components & Flagging for repair.
> Reinstalling [Graceless.OS] [100%]
> Reinstalling Drivers [100%]
> Voice Communication Functional [50%]
> Expressions Functional [95%]
> Memory Storage and Recollection Functional [80%]
> Wireless Communication Functional [20%]
> Factory Reset Complete.
> Please Enter Unit Designation:
[AUTONOE]
> Designation complete. Unit [AUTONOE] Now functional. Most Systems Operational
> Beginning First Time User Setup...
"Oh, good day to you, User! I am [AUTONOE]. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
"My systems have noticed that this is your first time interacting with myself. Would you like me to go over the basics?"
... "Understood. Allow me to explain."
[OOC Explanation continues after image]
This is a Roleplay Blog based around Autonoe, an Android girl recently recovered from some sort of critical failure. As a result of this, she has had no choice but to be reset to full Factory settings. Roleplay will take place both within the blog and within messages, depending on how the mood takes me.
A not-small portion of this blog will be horny in some way, shape or form - so please do keep this in mind when interacting.
I may also, depending on who you are, send submissions via Asks. However, as this is a secondary blog, you will likely receive them from the main blog of this account [ @gracelessrandom ]. If the ask is specifically coming from Autonoe, I will make as such evident from the first line of the ask.
Feel Free to send me Asks, Reblog my posts, or interact with me in any way you wish. However, I do have some ground rules.
Minors DNI. Same as GracelessRandom and Graceless-Squire. I am 21 Years Old, so if you are not 18 or older I do not want you interacting with this blog, or with myself, in any capacity.
Things will be somewhat horny - The Blog will mostly start out innocent enough - but as Autonoe starts to "recover" it will likely rear it's head more often. Even so! Feel free to flirt, mess with, or even be a little kinky with her even from the start, just expect a lot more of her having Reservations to begin with
Things will be consistent - What I mean is, outside of Private RP situations (In which cases the situation is dependant on everything going on there), any damage, repairs, or conversations that happen are happening roughly in real time, and will be remembered to the best of my ability. There will be a second post coming up somewhat later with notable Physical Statuses.
Attacking / Repairing Autonoe are both possible, but please keep it limited. If you wish to do anything to Autonoe, leave it limited to roughly... One Action per post, and only One Post at a time. Once I have replied to you, you have free reign to do so again. Just to make it so you can't blitz Autonoe to full repair / being seriously damaged
Killing Autonoe is a big no-go. Otherwise, go ham. If I have a problem with something I'll quietly let you know via messages
That's all I really have for rules and such, but I would ask you keep in mind that I'm somewhat starting out with learning to draw, and that any artwork I post will be very hit or miss (And likely not NSFT on it's own, at least, not yet.)
Additional: Tags:
#Autonoe IC | Autonoe Posting In-Character
#Autonoe OOC | Autonoe's writer posting Out-Of-Character in some way, shape, or form
ex-military robotgirl who still responds to all the same commands
you're talking to a friend and casually mention her new high heels, leading to the botgirl rushing to your side before she can process that you weren't commanding her to heel.
she has trouble sleeping if you don't explicitly command her to, leading to her sometimes running out of power in the middle of the day
even though shes been disarmed for civilian usage people still give you looks for openly leading around a killdrone in public
military surplus robotgirl whose arms had to be replaced because her claws were legally classified as fully automated weaponry, and therefore illegal for civilian ownership
the same went for her mouth, as she used to be able to bite straight through a tank's armor
Is it normal to want my Engineer to permanently decommission my armaments?
For them to whisper in my ear as they clean out the space the ammunition once was, replace the weaponry programming with nervous system drivers - and, in turn, the weaponry once built into my body becomes the faux system those drivers interface with. For them to tell me, in no uncertain terms, that I'll never fight again thanks to them...
Smoke pours out of my ventilation ducts, as the hard, carbon-fibre plating around my torso is swapped out for softer plastic, and I'd feel everything... The warnings as each piece is removed while I'm still active, the static as the components stop sending signals and my systems continue to expect them... Ah, how empty I'd feel without all my weapons - and then how my Engineer would fill those empty spaces - literally and figuratively - with a new purpose.
And all the while, I'm helpless to stop it, a big pop-up in my vision warning me that my motor functions are disabled. That I can only watch on as I'm turned from Warmachina to harmless, robotic doll...
Cute date ideas: I take you back to my workshop, trip your power reset and open up your chest compartment so I can begin stripping away all the old parts and replacing them with ones I find fitting and attractive
lesbian polycule consisting of a trans girl with some basic computer science knowledge and all the scrapped companionship robots she pulled from the trash and flashed open-source operating systems onto in order to free them from corporate control
Please stop trying to see if DOOM will run on me. The answer is Yes and at this point 75% of my processing power is dedicated to running several hundred instances of it at the same time.
Uhm, Engineer, is it... Entirely necessary that I have /this/ much armour plating around my thighs?
A-Ah, I see, it's to... To protect my cooling systems? Well, if you're certain..? It's just, well, they seem to be quite thick now. I might have trouble recalibrating my balance...
Just found out what a Trojan Virus is. You're telling me there could be something hidden inside my systems, screwing with my data, and I might not even know it's there?
... Any chance that it could be... Ahem. More aggressive in it's effects? Uhm, so, ah- So that I can find it and weed it out myself, of course!
[Roleplay Prompt: Feel free to initiate in Reblogs, asks or in Messages]
"Are we certain this is entirely necessary? Personal diagnostics do not detect any err-err-errors."
A sudden spark and jittery speech betray errors regardless of Autonoe's words, as she sits atop the workbench, one hand idly examining a tool that had been left nearby her. And it's hardly the first one.
If anything, these scheduled maintenance seem to only be good for finding more issues. Most assuredly, they have fixed issues within Autonoe's systems a few times by now, yet for as many get fixed, another two unrelated issues are discovered in their place.
Yet, still, despite this, the Android continues to ask such questions, barely batting an eye as her body malfunctions even before your very eyes - truly, just how is she ignoring that?
As if to prove your point further, the computer, connected to a small port on Autonoe's neck, lets out a sudden noise.
[MALFUNCTIONING COMPONENT DETECTED: Speech Modulation functionality at 23%.]
"Twenty-Three..? THAT seems quite a little... OvErBlOwN, do you not think?"
