ANOMALY DETECTED

Affiliated with Isola WX-78 from Don't Starve / Together ANOMALY DETECTED

[crazyprocessedsynth]

EMPATHY MODULE NOT RESPONDING

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The Soulless Automaton.

Most likely originally from sometime in the 1900s-1920s range.

They were thrown through a strange portal into a somewhat alien wilderness- almost familiar, but the laws of physics treated more as guidelines, with strange mashups of known creatures at every corner.

Having (deliberately) lost the majority of their previous memories, they adapted to this new life remarkably well for a robot in the wilderness with no technology; conveniently, their functions are analogous to that of a human.

"No technology" referring, of course, to the initial state of hunter-gathering. As a genius tinkerer and robotics engineer, they remedied that about as quickly as they could find the metals they needed.

They hold a disdain for all the majority of organic life. Don't take it personally!

Remembering their past life as a human induces dissociation and dysphoria. They try to avoid it. They've only ever been a robot. They've never been a fleshbag. Even if it's contradictory that they built themself.

Canononically nonbinary! Uses they/them and (unless my memory is lying to me) previously used it/its, as well as the prefix Mx.

Does not follow the popular fanon theory that Robert Wagstaff is their father or in any way related to them. If Klei confirms this then I will work around that, but for now I don't think they're going that way. They're bitter exes to me. I mean LOOK at them

They're a softie with a hard outer shell trying to seem like a prick. Your classic tsundere. Textbook case.

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[crazyprocessedsynth]

6, 11, 12

→ [30 UNCOMMON QUESTIONS]

6. If you were to pick one song — and only one song — to describe your character, what would it be and why?

oNLY ONE??? I can't do this Uhhh the lyrics in my background are from Nonbreath Oblige but really only that line fits super well. Hm. SIGH. I GUESS I HAVE TO MAKE A PLAYLIST. ANYWAY! Top 1 right at this moment I can think of: Pyrite Girl

11. What do they think of creation? Do they believe in evolution or do they believe in God? What is their religion like?

WX-78 never believed in the concept of a god of creation. Everything they saw was created by something else, and they could watch the processes that brought it to be. Their family was probably religious, and being in Ohio in the 1880s or 1890s probably christian, but when they were very little they had already decided all of that was stupid. They could observe why it was stupid, and if nothing else this "all powerful force of love" never did anything good for them. At this point, they aren't even sure that the gods of the Constant are really "gods" so much as just beings who posses power, and they are resolute in finding a way to take that power for the mself.

12. Describe 5 unusual characteristics your muse has.

What's unusual idfk uhh. what counts as a characterstic They have a fidgeting habit that carried over from a skin-picking habit when they were human, which contributes the greenish rust patch on one cheek that mirrors acne people who pick their face tend to have. WX-78 actually prefers food that's a bit too stale or otherwise questionable for others' tastes- originally it was a matter of practicality, then showing off their toughness, and eventually it developed into an ingrained preference. They will not address this. They snore. This would not be unusual, except that they're a robot. It's not an issue of things catching their fans so much as their voice synth humming sometimes to self-sooth if something disturbs them without waking them. im so brain melted from how busy these past like 3 weeks have been I'm sorry I'll just owe you 2 characteristics I can't think right now but I've kept this in my inbox/drafts for so long already orz

[kleinstar]

to: ALL CONTACTS from: Eiden Itadori ✨

[txt] does anyone like pizza ? [txt] specifically... anchovies greenpea pizza? [txt] please i have five come to eat it [txt] all of it. you can take some home if you like [txt] PLZ OTL

[crazyprocessedsynth]

[txt] I CAN TAKE ONE AND SEE IF MY ROOMMATES HAVE ANY INTEREST [txt] OR EAT THE WHOLE THING MYSELF. [txt] NOT OPPOSED TO ENTIRE PIZZA TO MYSELF [txt] IS ANCHOVIES GREENPEA A COMMON PIZZA VARIETY? [txt] HAVE HEARD OF THE FISH BEFORE. NOT PEAS

[montikettushko]

[crazyprocessedsynth]

"It wasn't your fault."

→ [GENTLE CARE]

"It wasn't your fault."

The automaton stiffed only slightly at the reassurance, and had oddly relaxed as soon as Prometheus' hand found its way around their shoulder.

There was the gnawing anger in the back of their mind, that they were being forced to be so vulnerable against their better judgement, but it wasn't as strong as it ought to be. They never should have taken the invitation to meet again at the park, not so long as the damnable flowers still bloomed everywhere! They never should have left their room!

Now they were sobbing on a park bench, leaning against a friend - ah, were they friends? - who was rubbing careful circles on their shoulder.

"BUT- HE-"

It wasn't their fault. They never would have taken the blame for someone else's actions, especially not someone who they hated so much.

Never, except when convinced to let down their walls and let their suppressed feelings show. Those accursed emotions they couldn't rid themself of. They didn't even need to be intoxicated right now to expose their vulnerability, because the pollen - which was making their sniffling so much worse - was doing the job just fine on its own.

"HE NEVER-" a shaky, breathless gasp between sobs, "HE NEVER WOULD HAVE, HA-AVE DONE IT IF I'D, I'D LISTENED"

Not that they think they should have listened. When Robert had suddenly turned against everything the two had been working toward, just kowtowing and throwing everything out would have gotten them nowhere except as hateful as they are now. The fight would have still happened, just much more regrettable let to fester.

But all of those prototype robots... If WX-78 hadn't pressed on, maybe he would never have thought to destroy them all. Maybe they'd have been left alone, forgotten in crates somewhere. Still alive.

Listening to them hyperventilate as they weep, Prometheus can only slowly shake his head. Saying much more would only aggrevate the issue, and he continues massaging their shoulder with his thumb, arm still holding them against his side on the bench.

"It wasn't your fault," He repeats, hoping that the sentiment would eventually get through.

As soon as the little robot could recover from their breakdown, they would disable their optical wiper fluid ducts and deny that this ever happened.

[crazyprocessedsynth]

5, 10, 20!

→ [30 UNCOMMON QUESTIONS]

5. What are their chief tension areas? 

Iunno what that means. Pet peeves? Sore spots? I'm going with "tension" as in physical. Their shoulder used to grind and even fall loose for the longest time, but it has since been repaired by Constantine when he was last here. One of the gears in their left knee has some oxidation on it, which translates into a stiff, irritable joint. Not quite arthritis- but if it got any rustier it sure could be. Often it'll stick and they'll have to "crack" the joint like one might do with a stiff knee or back.

10. If they had a choice, would they prefer a subway or a bus for public transportation?

They like to lose their focus in watching the world go by on the bus. In their time living in New York, there weren't any subways there yet; the first one opened in late 1904, by which time they'd have already headed back to Ohio. If my mental timeline is right. Anyway they have little to no experience with subways, and probably wouldn't care for it too much.

20. If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

He has bushy grey hair and big ol glasses and a punchable face!

[crazyprocessedsynth]

16,17,18

→ [30 UNCOMMON QUESTIONS]

16. What are their best school subjects? What are their worst? List five of each.

They had thrived in several varieties of mathematics, biology (ew), music, health, and interestingly, classics. They would never tell anyone here that they once had an interest in theater. WX-78 had not thrived in PE. Their preference away from physical exertion has been a longstanding thing. Religious studies, sociology, art and political science were also ones where they either were generally annoying by questioning everything or struggling to stay awake, and they barely scraped by on them.

17. Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? How do they handle big crowds of people?

Oh introvert for sure. Once they've mentally designated you a "safe person" they'll talk your ear off and generally be your problem (not optional) but their social battery is still very limited. Being able to hang out with them while they recover social energy is a huge honor and a powerful sign of trust. Big crowds are hell. Fullstop. Slaps roof of WX this thing can fit so much social anxiety (they'll just call it hatred though)

18. Are they a leader, do they prefer to follow, or would they rather just stay on the sidelines altogether?

Much as they like to lead, being given clear directions to follow is very reassuring to them. They'll consider themself the leader either way, whether they're bossing people around or being instructed, but sometimes its nice to let someone else do the thinking for once right? And then if it goes wrong you have someone to blame. Sooo, maybe 50/50? They love being in charge, and when under pressure are quick thinking and can delegate tasks well, but work just as well following. Unless they decide to be a contrary jerk about it.

[crazyprocessedsynth]

💭

→ [THOUGHTS ABOUT YOU]

"HOW INTRIGUING. WHATEVER SHE IS SHE ALIGNS IN MANY ASPECTS WITH HEXAPODS AND YET SEEMS TO CHASE AFTER HUMANITY. WHY? SHE IS SUPERIOR TO THEM. SOMEWHAT."

[crazyprocessedsynth]

|| why is my queue acting like that. Anyway gimme just a moment and then I'll get on my computer and lock in

[rpmemegraveyard]

❇ life philosophy headcanons.

Send a symbol, receive an answer. For multimuses, specify muse:

♚ — Does your muse believe in objective right and wrong? Why do they hold this view? ♔ — Does your muse believe people are innately good or innately bad? Why do they believe this? ♞ — What does your muse believe happens after death? Do they believe in an afterlife and why/why not? If they do, what do they imagine this afterlife to be? ♘ — Do they believe humanity/their species, as a whole, to be moving in the ‘right’ direction or the ‘wrong’ one? Why do they believe this? ♖ — Do people, in your muse’s opinion, ever really change? Do they believe themselves to be capable of changing? ♟ — Does your muse believe in free will? Do they believe that people are mostly free? ♛ — Does your muse believe in luck? What about fate? ♙ — How hypocritical is your muse? If they can be hypocritical, do they realise this about themselves? How do they reconcile with it? ♕ — What does leading a ‘good’ life mean to your muse? Are they satisfied with the choices they make? ♝ — Is your muse concerned about being remembered after they die? If so, do they have anything specific notions about what they want to be remembered for? ♡  — How would your muse define love? Do they believe in soulmates? Do they believe this definition of love is achievable?

[astrronomemes]

AND WEAPONS DON'T WEEP: STARTERS

a collection of dialogue prompts for or about characters who have been treated or trained as weapons by others, valued only for their capacity for violence, destruction, and harm. trigger warnings for mentions of murder and violence. change & alter as needed.

THE WEAPON:

"I'm not proud of the person they've turned me into. But it's all I know. And it's too late for me to change now."

"If there was ever any good in me, there's none left anymore."

"I don't know where the blood ends. Where my hands begin."

"I do what it takes to survive. And I don't care if that makes me a villain."

"I'm good at hurting people. I'm not going to apologize for doing what I'm good at."

"I'll never know who I could have been if they hadn't made me into this."

"This is your fault! You did this to me! You're the reason I'm like this!"

"Don't try and get close to me. You'll just get yourself hurt."

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm... I'm not very good at being good."

"I don't really know how to be gentle."

"I'm not nice, and I'm not going to pretend to be. Deal with it."

"They made me a monster."

"They're all afraid of me. And they're right to be. You should be, too."

"I know I'm a villain. I don't need you to tell me that."

"Look at what they did to me! Look at what they made me into! It's their fault! They ruined me!"

"I wish they'd just killed me. I wish they'd just killed me instead of turning me into this. Being dead is better than being a monster."

"I know you're scared of me. It's okay. Everyone is."

"What does it matter whether I feel guilty about it or not? I still did it. Being sorry doesn't change that."

"Who am I if I'm not a monster?"

"No one could ever love me after everything I've done."

"Why aren't you afraid of me? How can you not be afraid of me?"

"I don't even know who I am without them pulling my strings."

"You want me to be the villain so bad? I can damn well provide."

"I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want to hurt people. I want to be gentle. I want to be good."

"Who am I if I'm not what they've made me?"

"I don't need a weapon. I am one."

"Do you think I have it in me, to be good?"

THE WIELDER:

"You look so beautiful covered in somebody else's blood."

"And where did this little crisis of conscience come from all of a sudden?"

"You don't get to say no to me. Not after everything I've done for you. You owe me."

"You belong to me. You're mine."

"Where would you be without me? Who would you be without me? ...That's right. So let's try and be a little more grateful, hm?"

"I gave you everything, and this is how you choose to repay me?"

"I made you! You're nothing without me!"

"You don't make the rules, darling. That's my job."

"You are a dog, and I hold your leash. Never forget that."

"I didn't make you a monster. I just brought out what was already there."

"Look at you, coming when I call, eating out of my hand, doing everything I tell you... such a good dog, aren't you?"

"You think you can just walk away from me? Where are you going to go? Nobody else could possibly love a sick thing like you!"

"Monster is such an ugly word. I prefer to think of it as... helping you reach your fullest potential."

"I've got you trained so well, don't I?"

"I thought you knew better than to disobey me."

"Do you really think you can be a hero? After everything you've done?"

"Well, then, if I really ruined your life like you say, why don't you just kill me? We both know you're good at that."

"This is all you're good for. Don't go getting delusions of grandeur on me now."

"You couldn't survive without me. Don't ever delude yourself into thinking otherwise."

"I give the orders. You take them. Not the other way around."

"Destruction is really the only thing you're good at, darling. Take that away, and what's left?"

THE OBSERVER:

"You don't have to be what they tell you to be, you know? You're not stuck. You can change."

"You're not a monster. You're my friend."

"Being gentle doesn't come easy to you, does it?"

"You're a good person. I'm sorry they made you think you aren't."

"You kind of have a little... blood... on your face. ...Don't worry, I'll get it for you."

"I'm not scared of you."

"So, have you ever... you know... killed somebody?"

"You're sick, you know that? You're really sick. I can't believe you seriously do this kind of shit."

"Look, I know who you are. I know what you've done. And I'm not running away from you. You can't scare me off."

"You really are a monster."

"Why do you listen to them? Why do you take orders from them? You don't have to obey everything they tell you."

"So, let me get this straight: you know how to kill a man fifteen different ways, just with your bare hands, and you wouldn't even break a sweat... but you don't know what to do at a party?"

"You're not as mean as you want everyone to think you are."

"You say you're not a dog. So why do you blindly follow orders like one?"

"You don't have to do this. You don't have to be like this. You can choose your own path."

"You really are as bad as they say."

"Don't touch me. You have blood on your hands."

"I know you won't hurt me. I trust you."

"No! Stay away from me! Don't come any closer!"

"The world isn't just heroes and villains. You don't have to be one or the other. And just because you've been one doesn't mean you can't be the other."

"You don't have to listen to them. You don't have to obey."

"They don't get to decide who you are. No one but you gets to decide who you are."

[guwanze-deactivated20160222]

I FOUND AN EVEN UGLIER EMOTION CHART. please…please send me the names and the emotions i am so ready for this one. i got out of bed for it.

[rubusrosaceae]

Anti-honesty hour. Ask me anything and I will respond with blatant lies.

[surasthana]

"Fascinating," She'd only ever heard of beings so advanced, but never met one in person. Whatever it was, she'd love to know more. "--Yams?" There's a snrk that follows. Not the answer she'd been expecting, but an entertaining one all the same.

"Let's make a deal, in exchange for food that isn't found on the floor, I'm allowed to ask a few questions about you sometime soon. I promise I'm a good cook, so it'll be worth your while."

[crazyprocessedsynth]

"PROVIDING MY RIGHT NOT TO ANSWER QUESTIONS I DO NOT LIKE,"

"THIS IS A SUITABLE ARRANGEMENT."

They're not the biggest fan of interrogation, especially not from fleshlings that just want to peer inside them, free food is free food and they will always take an opportunity to brag about their superiority.

[g0fof]

[promcsis]

Promosis would have handed them a cloth of some kind to wipe their face with, but they didn't appear to have any kind of liquid leaking from any sort of face orifice, so perhaps it wasn't needed.

"I can't be certain, but if the Star's experiments are to be considered, I would consider them the ones to blame for this." Of course if it wasn't their fault, she would apologize. However, she could not imagine it being a natural occurrence either.

After a moment, she does take a cloth from her book bag and hands it to WX-78. It's just the right thing to do in her mind. "I'm not certain if this will help, but you can take it regardless."

[crazyprocessedsynth]

"THE 'STARS' ARE FLORISTS?"

It barely gets the sentence out before having to throw its hands back over its mouth as another sneeze threatens them - and then wanes, leaving their airways itching for relief without being cleared.

"THESE- THESE HORRIBLE - HAAH - HORRIBLE PLANTS MAKE AN UNREA-REASONABLE AMOUNT OF POLL- POLL-"

Finally, a shudder runs through their body, and they have barely enough time to hide their face in their hands, before -

"AH-CHOO!"

WX-78 wipes their face, mostly off of reflex, with nothing but pollen expelled, sniffling - with an unpleasant sound, of course - once more before peering back up at her.

"Y-YOU ARE TOO KIND."

They accept her hankie without even noticing their uncharacteristic gratefulness.

[pavlovianpoet]

Yuri smiles nervously, her gaze constantly gravitating to the visual novel despite her polite attempts not to. It reminded her of the manga Natsuki liked, but she had never seen one so... charged.

The fact it stood out so starkly against the rest of the stack did not help matters at all.

"O-oh good, thank you! I'm glad. I was worried I might have, um, made a mistake." Her eyes once again drifted to the last book in the stack, before forcing them back to her patron.

"OH! Right, here." She awkwardly offers the stack to them. Smooth.

[crazyprocessedsynth]

She is definitely aware of it as more than a fleeting thought.

She is definitely aware of it.

"IT'S FOR RESEARCH PURPOSES"

They blurt out, without a thought. Research on what, exactly?

There is no way that she's not judging them. Why, oh why, had they placed a reserve on that book? Why not just come in and find it themself without anyone having to see!? Not like no one would have been able to see the digital record of WX taking it, but... Still! It would at least feel more private!

The longer they dwell on it, the more audible their fans become, and now they quickly accept the books handed to them (perhaps a bit too quickly) and scurry away with a mumbled word of appreciation, face burning hotter.

Don't look at me don't look at me don't look at me-

...In their rush to get away they trip over nothing at all and faceplant into the floor, books held safely aloft keeping their hands occupied and unable to catch themself.