Precious Pacifist

Indie RP blog for Roll. Semi-selective, OC and crossover friendly! Run by Chloe, sideblog to dapperprototype.

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Are you planning to help your brother against Ultron Sigma?

“Eh...? I haven’t heard of this robot. If he’s a threat, though, I’ll certainly try to help.”

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“How long have I been away...?”

[seodoll]

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dpndatalogs:

Burrow hadn’t been out for a walk by himself since he was attacked by Coach. And with the recent attack on the city, the world just seemed like a generally not-safe-anymore place. Burrow would have happily stayed home where it were safe, were it not for a commercial he saw on TV. One that Burrow knew if he did not act upon, would be an endless source of regret for him….

There was a new flavor at Burrow’s favorite ice cream shop, and he had to have some.

The molebot walked around, savoring his cone of mint chocolate with nary a care in the world. He was happily lost in mint chocolate nirvana until a tap on the shoulder brought him back to reality. He turned around and found the source of the tap to be a blond fembot only a bit taller than himself. “Oh, uh…you’re near the ice cream shop?” Burrow answered, likely unaware of the spots of ice cream around his mouth.

“Er...” That wasn’t exactly the answer she’d been looking for. She did note that this guy seemed to be a fairly advanced robot, since he was apparently able to process food. It would’ve interested her, had she not been in an unfamiliar part of town with no knowledge of how to get back home.

Wait... perhaps he knew of Light Labs? Doctor Light was famous, after all.

“You don’t happen to know how to get to Light Labs from here, do you?”

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This wasn’t the way she was supposed to be going.

Roll turned her head this way and that, not recognizing any of her surroundings. A close-range scan told her she was still in the city, but she’d never been to this part before.

There were many robots in the surrounding area, although the crowds were small. No humans were in range of her scanners. It intrigued her, and before she could think twice, she tapped a random ‘bot on the shoulder to get their attention.

“Excuse me, could you tell me where I am? I think I’m lost...”

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softspokenpiano:

It was a quiet day. Piano was getting much of her work done thanks to the Wilybots deciding that, for once, they wouldn’t cause a horrible ruckus. They were more of overgrown metal children than warriors at times. Why Wily gave them such personalities was always lost on her. 

Her peace and quiet seemed unfazed for the majority of the day, until there was an intruder alert sent to her. She stared blankly at it, not sure what else she was expecting out of the day. Forte was out doing hell knows what, so she would have to deal with this herself. An annoyed sigh came as she stood, preparing herself for a stressful situation.

If Roll looked harder, she would realize that the atmosphere of superiority was particularly weak today. It was always there, but Piano was tired. Why couldn’t fools like this trashy looking robot just follow simple rules? It didn’t take long for Piano t recognize who Roll was; she was in the computer files. Though, there was very little Piano knew other than the faulty core.

“Make this easy for both of us. Finish your stolen E-tank and leave. Or, perhaps you could stay. It would be useful to reprogram another robot and add to the army.”

Roll’s eyes narrowed at the mention of reprogramming, and she seriously considered grabbing the girl by the neck and shaking her. She didn’t, however. What she did do was finish the E-Tank she’d grabbed while Piano was talking and crush it in her hand. 

Initially, she thought the other mech was cute. A little bossy, but cute. Now she held only disgust for the girl, and the fact that she’d even suggest reprogramming someone against their will.

“Wow, rude. The hell did I ever do to you? Listen, I’ve had a hard day. How about you just turn around and pretend you never saw me, and I won’t blast your face off. Sound cool?”

Really, she could’ve been way nicer, but all her manners went out the window as soon as reprogramming was brought up. Had Piano been perhaps a little more tactful (and maybe less bossy), she might’ve done as she asked.

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@softspokenpiano

It was a rather slow day for Roll. She didn’t wake up until two in the afternoon, and when she finally did rise from the dead, she found someone had stolen her radio. Seeing as that had been her only form of entertainment in terms of electronics, she resorted to painting the walls of her warehouse. 

However, while she was in the midst of putting the details on a tree, her core began giving her trouble. She was on the floor for around an hour, gasping for air to soothe her burning insides. Eventually, the pain subsided, but much to the blonde’s dismay, she was out of E-Tanks. 

And thus, here she was in Wily’s fortress, chugging E-Tanks like an alcoholic and looking like she just came back from Hell.

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted someone standing in the doorway to the kitchen. She tilted her head slightly to look at the figure, and realized that it was a girl. 

Said girl had purple hair, rather dark skin, and armor vaguely resembling Forte’s. She had her arms crossed over her chest, and was glaring at Roll with an air of superiority. Roll simply gulped down the rest of the drink in her hand, tossing the can in the trash bin, and turned to her.

“There something you want?”

[lovelandisle-deactivated2020120]

my eternal robot daughter

[deactivated-2183249-deactivated]

i found these really cute mmd models and it made me want to use the program again

i guess these pictures could serve as phone backgrounds?

[coleoptile]

I’m tired. 

[shhhhhhthisblogisveryold]

Roll pen doodle!

[shinkumancer-archive]

rollin’ rollin’ rollin’

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     “Excuse me, miss!”       She looks familiar in a way he can’t quite describe, if not completely out of the ordinary in all manners. Advanced robots like him were practically unheard of in the age, and he was going to be awfully disappointed if she turned out to be another cold unfeeling mockery of humanity like some of the other automatons he had approached.

     “I believe I’m lost,” he started, hands coming to rest behind his back, “and I was wondering if you were familiar with the area? I thought I knew where I was, but it feels like something was moved.”

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    “Hm?”       Roll turns to face the voice that was calling her. It was a boy with brown hair, wearing red gauntlets and a grey bodysuit. He was obviously a robot, but he seemed like a perfect replica of a human in his mannerisms. She wondered what scientist made an advanced robot like him, possibly even as advanced as her.

    “Oh, yeah I know the area. Where are you headed?” she replied with a smile. Her teeth were perfect and white, with no flaws whatsoever--a tell tale sign that she was either a celebrity or a robot. “I can point ya in the right direction.”

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softspokenpiano:

The link between them was cut off almost immediately. Piano didn’t need some rotten DLN in her systems. Later she would have to set up another fire wall, just in case. Besides, finding more programmed that was not hack-able was what Piano considered a good time.

“Well? Now that we are here, what shall we do?”

When they arrived, Roll immediately took Piano’s hand and started tugging her along to the benches. Once they reached them, she sat down, patting the place beside her. 

“Well first, I’m gonna teach you how to people watch.”

[fourth-sister]

please reblog if you’d be willing to interact with souseiseki from the rozen maiden series.

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softspokenpiano:

“Yes, let us go to this park.” She supposed it would be nice to study how life works before Wily takes over. “If you give me the coordinates I can teleport us both there.”

“Okay! I can do that.” Quickly linking to Piano’s systems (once she had permission), she messaged her the coordinates necessary. Then she backed off, waiting for the teleportation signal.