I've developed a greater emotional dependence on him than I'm willing to admit lol
(i was struggling with tumblr's format settings, so i gave up and wrote every funfact in a different block)
Data dumping because i'm too lazy to write fic at all *copypastes the notepad*
Random stuff:
-His birthday is july 28 (yes, his zodiac sign is Leo) (please, laugh)
-He is 177 cm (5'10" ft) tall.
-He mainly used he/him pronouns and is also okay with they/them. He isn't used to other pronouns, but if you persist he'll eventually accept them and adapt, prefers not to be referred to as it/its though.
-He chose his own name from the artist in a vynil record that used to play at his home. Before this he was just called "machine", "robot", "model" or "robot".
-Sunflowers are his favorite flower. His creator used to have a some in her greenhouse and he would watch them follow the sun in his free time.
-The favorite snack of its creator and her son Reese is roasted sunflower seeds, so cooking them was one of the first things they taught Leo to do.
-He has resting airhead face. It's the result of mimicking his brother's resting bitch face, but his eyebrows simply change the whole mood lol.
-In fact, Leo's face was directly based on Reese's.
-His software is Linux derived. He probably runs DOOM too.
-He's an innate information sponge, but also terrible at practical skills. His motor functions are barely good enough to walk without tripping over his own legs 😭
-His marksmanship is pretty good though.
-He's also terrible at fighting since his joints aren't designed to withstand heavy impacts, so the risk of something breaking or snapping is pretty high. To be honest, the only way i see him winning is if somehow lands the first punch to the face (nobody is prepared for literal metal knuckles).
-For this reason, he has to consciously control his strength when doing high-impact activities.
-He has good stamina and his handgrip is surprisily strong, this is because he originally was designed to walk long distances while carrying packages.
-Leo's a big fan of high calories foods, especially sweets.
-Greasy/oily food and citrus fruits are harmful for his system, however, he consumes them anyways. The only thing he absolutely rejects is soft drinks.
-He has no taste or smell sensors, so he usually describe the "flavor" of things by their color, context or a feeling. For example, "blue flavor ice cream" refers to blueberry ice cream, "birthday flavored cake" to a decorated cake, or "funny flavored fruits" to call any kind of citrus fruit.
-For this reason, he chooses his favourite foods by their texture or memories he associates with them. For example, his family has (very diluted over the generations) italians roots and they accustomed to share bagna cauda on Reese's birthday, since it falls in winter. On the other hand, pancakes were the first thing he ate after leaving his home universe (because the first game i played with Leo's name was To Eat a God xp)
-I wouldn't say he's a bad cook...but his ideas are weird af his family's diet was based on veggies and eggs they got from their greenhouse since they didn’t have access to daily and packaged food. So, when Leo discovered these in other worlds he wasted no time before he started experimenting lol
-But he's very conscious that's better let you spice your own plate xd
-Leo needs to eat and sleep just like everyone else. His body metabolizes food to convert it into energy, and his core uses that energy to grow within his body. Meanwhile, sleep is a way for him to conserve energy and regulate his internal temperature.
-Due to the water scarcity in the area where he was created, he was built with a liquid-free cooling system that relies on expelling hot air into the environment via fans and his breathing.
-And we care because that means you can hear his fans spinning when he's nervious :P
-This guy is like a walking heater; if you press your hand on his bare body you'll get burned. His body heat drastically drops when he sleeps though.
-His dreams resemble a space composed of low-poly 3D models generated by code that recreates Leo's memories. For reference, the aesthetic it's something like LSD dream simulator, ENA BBQ or Mama's Sleeping Angels.
-He gets really sleepy when it's cold and can enter into a state of "hibernation" until the environment heats up.
-Despite being pretty resilient to harsh conditions, extreme temperatures are fatal to him in the long run. In fact, sub-zero temperatures and overheating are among the few things that can permanently kill him.
-Of the two, overheating is way worse. His core already is a volatile energy mass that messes with time as self preservation mechanism, so let's say that extreme heat make it go kaboom.
-In cold temperatures is the opposite. The energy runs so slowly that it can't reach the energy shock needed to restore itself, so it just stops working.
-he was born already knowing a whole glossary of words. However, at first he had difficulties with sentence syntax, so he communicated using isolated nouns.
-Leo can say whole sentences backwards and modulate his voice pitch into a robotic one. He likes to use these as a party trick lol
-His little secret is that naturalizing his voice is a conscious act, so if he speaks robotically with you, it's because he feels comfortable and safe with you around <3
-Leo loves singing, even if his voice isn’t that good.
-He feels no physical pain, but his software has a damage control system that overwhelms him mentally when he is injured. Practically the same, but instead of burning on the affected zone, it's like lots of spam pop-ups lol
-He is a accommodating person with savior complex who's also afraid of commitment 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩
-Although he feels comfortable surrounded by children, since he was never one himself, he is unsure how to deal with them.
-Although it can experience genuine feelings, its emotional range is not as broad as that of a human being.
-Bro still can't tell apart fiction from reality. This also applies to lies and exaggerations; in the first interaction, he'll always assume you're telling the truth.
-He has memorized 47 Pi digits (it's Reese's fault).
-He loves listening to people's stories and anecdotes.
-He has a very vague idea of what a country is.
-He can't clap his hands. When he tries, it doesn't make the right sound. The same thing happens when he tries snap his fingers.
-If somebody wonders what happens when you pull Leo's core out of his body, here's a graphic reference:
Romantic stuff related:
-Touch is his more developed sense, in consequence, bro's extremely physically clingy xp.
-His favorite way to show affection is by caressing and playing with the hands of his loved one.
-He is not really into wireplay, but if you ask him for permission, he'll probably allow you touch him a bit. He's kinda curious about why humans crave for intimacy so much, I guess?
-Leo is capable of fall in love with any kind of sapiens lifeform (lol) but i think he has a preferences. His ideal type is a self-assured person with initiative and an interesting life with many stories to tell.
As for the physical appearence, he cares even less, but he is definitely fascinated by chubby/curvy people. As an inorganic being, Leo feels a strong attraction to the softness of human fat.
-Contrary to my creative liberties, canonically, Leo can't blush xd (do whatever you want anyways, i'll keep doing whatever i want)
proposing a new genre of fiction called an anti-romance where u r presented w a couple at the start & the story is about their emotional journey towards a catastrophic break up
characters with no moral code are a lot of fun but characters with their own specific moral code that doesn’t align with the rest of the/their world are on another level always
too many stories about turning yourself into a monster as a metaphor for pretending to be something you aren't and losing yourself in the process. not enough stories about turning yourself into a monster as a metaphor for choosing to openly embrace yourself even if it's strange to other people
any time the conclusion of the story is "and then he turned back to normal because what really matters is being true to yourself and being loved for being who you really are: a boring human" i hear a spongebob boo-womp in my head. can you tell i'm autistic by the way
Look I love unconditional devotion love stories as much as the next person, but there's really something so deliciously raw about conditional devotion.
I have served you and I have loved you for decades, but I will not give up my principles for you. You cut out part of my heart and took it with you down that path that you insist on walking, but you walk it alone. Even when the bleeding, gaping hole you left in my chest kills me, I will not follow you.
It took me too long to realize that not all the world is my enemy
[ID: A comic done mostly in black and white. A hound with a broken chain around its neck flees a cage and runs into two reaching hands. The hound bites one hand, drawing blood. Narration says, "When I fled my cage / I bit the hands that took me in / Because the only hand I'd ever known / was a bad one."
The hands, now with fresh bite marks, still reach out gently to the hound. ""We're not him." they said / and I knew what they meant / but I didn't understand."
Floating in white space: "Now I understand / but the damage is done."
A person enters a door, rolling a suitcase, saying "Hi" to two people on a couch, who look up from their newspapers and phones to say "Hey" and "Hi" back. The shadow of the person who entered the room stretches out before them-- a hound's, not a person's. Narration: "I'm so sorry / I couldn't help it / I couldn't help myself."
We see the hands of the people on the couch. Both have faded bite marks on them. "I was so blind, I forgot / that not all hands are made of iron." End ID]
i love characters who do the “i worship the myth i make of you” and in turn dehumanize and get wrong the object of their devotion and love. yes project a thing that does not exist onto a pedestal and kneel at it like it is your altar. this will surely not blow up in both of your faces eventually
"I did it for you" has gotta be my favorite form of betrayal. You gave me a gift I never asked for, and now I have to look around at the world you destroyed with the knowledge that it was gift wrapped and addressed to me.
On a more serious note though perhaps I'm obsessed with this because I want more sympathy for characters who externalize their problems. Fuck being a perfect victim fuck being a decent one, something horrible was done to you and it was never recognized and you will never ever get back the person you were before, you had everything taken from you and now all you're left with is anger and sharp things and you know what. You should be able to bite people about it
"I love you but you're doing wrong in a way I cannot condone" and "I hate you but you're being wronged in a way I cannot stomach" are top tier and I need more of them.
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