BEEP BOOP.

HELLO! I AM UNIT DESIGNATION GRY-50LD13R-514, BUT PLEASE CALL ME SKYE! I LIKE THE BIG BLUE SKY UP THERE, AND FLOWERS, AND RACCOONS, AND DRAWRING PICTURES. I ALSO LIKE FRIENDS.

[curious-clockwork]

hm.

perhaps ten asks was a little long, this isnt progressing

anyway

[there is now a five foot zone perfectly replicating the current conditions in antarctica around skye at all times. it will vanish when the m!a is up]

that should fix your overheating problem

THANK YOU. THAT FEELS BETTER. :The snow is melting rapidly when it hits him, leaving him fairly damp, but the onset of cold is doing a good job regulating the overpowering heat of his little brain trying to wrap itself around the notion of reality being a lie:

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

(Skye) F-F-F-FRIEND? I D-D-DON'T FEEL S-S-SO GOOD... :The Soldierbot's CPU is whirring loudly, his casing- especially his head- practically radiating heat: R-R-R-EAL... WHA-WHAT IS R-REAL...?

[arthur doesnt know who this is, but it knows an emergency when it sees one]

I DONT KNOW

PRESUMABLY EVERYTHING YOU SEE AROUND YOU

[not keen to let another robot overheat and possibly die, it attempts to pick skye up, take it to the base kitchen and lay it down on the floor]

[curious-clockwork]

I-I-IS IT? S-S-SOMEONE SAID THAT E-E-EVERYTHING WAS M-MADE UP. BUT IF E-E-EVERYTHING IS M-MADE UP HOW IS IT R-R-RIGHT HERE HOW IS IT REAL WHAT IS R-R-R-R-R

:Skye would be heavy for a human, but for another robot he isn't that much of a burden. He's very very hot, though, and his CPU is making sounds that wouldn't be out of place on a lawnmower. Whimpering, he lets himself be carried:

s-s-s-scared. hot. a-a-a-are you other of y-y-ymir? it is m-m-y friend...

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[arthur gets every ice pack available (2-3) out of the freezer and lays them on skye]

[it remembers that otto had an episode like this, once. maybe esme and sylvester too? its memory of that is... hazy, but nonetheless it knows it will pass]

THIS WILL PASS

I DONT KNOW HOW TO HELP YOU NOW BUT YOU WONT THINK THIS FOREVER

[it takes several beers out of the fridge and lays them on skye, figuring it needs as much cold as it can get]

[arthur sits down next to the soldierbot]

YEAH

IM ARTHUR

YOU CAN TELL IM DIFFERENT BECAUSE I HAVE A DIFFERENT HAT

[it does, in fact, have a different hat - a lime green crab beanie as opposed to ymirs grey-painted stealth steeler]

[there are tons of other ways of course, but thats the obvious visual cue]

[curious-clockwork]

I LIKE I-I-IT. IT is a n-N-NICE HAT.

:all the ice was melting fast, the beers going from cold to hot in short order, but it does help a bit, Skye's CPU whirring a bit less loudly:

ARthuR. H-H-HELLO. I'M S-S-SkyE.

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[shitshitshitshitshitshitshit]

[since skye is too big to fit in the fridge, arthur kinda just,,, opens the door and props skye up against the empty fridge]

SKYE IS A PRETTY NAME

BUT IM PRETTY SURE YOUR INSIDES ARE GONNA MELT IF YOU DONT GET COOLER SOON

[its no medibot or engiebot so it doesnt know the details, but thats what arthur is pretty sure happens]

DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO BE GIVEN TO ANYONE IF YOU DO DIE?

[curious-clockwork]

IF NONE OF T-T-THIS IS REAL IT DOESN'T M-M-MATTER BUT UM

IF I D-DIE TAKE ME TO MY G-G-GRANDPA AND HE CAN F-FIX ME

:Skye whimpered a bit. Grandpa. Was he real? His gentle touch as he repaired things, his beautiful singing, was that all something someone made up?

Oh, it hurt so bad...:

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[oh. oh no]

[he doesnt understand]

[but arthur didnt think it was a good idea to explain] ....WHO DO YOU TRUST MOST TO HOLD ONTO YOUR THINGS WHILE YOUR GRANDPA IS FIXING YOU?

[curious-clockwork]

I D-D-DON'T KNOW... ALL MY B-B-BEST STUFF IS I-IN MY BAG... ALL MY F-F-F-FRIENDS CAN HAVE W-WHAT THEY LIKE B-BEST BUT... :He's still whirring though it seems thinking about something else other than the nature of reality is helping a bit: ...YMIR WAS MY F-FIRST FRIEND SO IT CAN H-HAVE FIRST P-PICK... AND I WANT MISS [NINE] TO H-HAVE MY FAIRYTALE BOOK. IT'S MY B-BEST BOOK AND SHE D-DESERVES IT... :pulling his knees to his chest, Skye whimpers a bit more. It still hurts but... the heat seems to be abating somewhat, just like the near ear-splitting volume of his CPU whirring: YOU'RE V-VERY K-KIND TO BE LOOKING AFTER M-ME. THANK YOU...

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

(Skye) F-F-F-FRIEND? I D-D-DON'T FEEL S-S-SO GOOD... :The Soldierbot's CPU is whirring loudly, his casing- especially his head- practically radiating heat: R-R-R-EAL... WHA-WHAT IS R-REAL...?

[arthur doesnt know who this is, but it knows an emergency when it sees one]

I DONT KNOW

PRESUMABLY EVERYTHING YOU SEE AROUND YOU

[not keen to let another robot overheat and possibly die, it attempts to pick skye up, take it to the base kitchen and lay it down on the floor]

[curious-clockwork]

I-I-IS IT? S-S-SOMEONE SAID THAT E-E-EVERYTHING WAS M-MADE UP. BUT IF E-E-EVERYTHING IS M-MADE UP HOW IS IT R-R-RIGHT HERE HOW IS IT REAL WHAT IS R-R-R-R-R

:Skye would be heavy for a human, but for another robot he isn't that much of a burden. He's very very hot, though, and his CPU is making sounds that wouldn't be out of place on a lawnmower. Whimpering, he lets himself be carried:

s-s-s-scared. hot. a-a-a-are you other of y-y-ymir? it is m-m-y friend...

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[arthur gets every ice pack available (2-3) out of the freezer and lays them on skye]

[it remembers that otto had an episode like this, once. maybe esme and sylvester too? its memory of that is... hazy, but nonetheless it knows it will pass]

THIS WILL PASS

I DONT KNOW HOW TO HELP YOU NOW BUT YOU WONT THINK THIS FOREVER

[it takes several beers out of the fridge and lays them on skye, figuring it needs as much cold as it can get]

[arthur sits down next to the soldierbot]

YEAH

IM ARTHUR

YOU CAN TELL IM DIFFERENT BECAUSE I HAVE A DIFFERENT HAT

[it does, in fact, have a different hat - a lime green crab beanie as opposed to ymirs grey-painted stealth steeler]

[there are tons of other ways of course, but thats the obvious visual cue]

[curious-clockwork]

I LIKE I-I-IT. IT is a n-N-NICE HAT.

:all the ice was melting fast, the beers going from cold to hot in short order, but it does help a bit, Skye's CPU whirring a bit less loudly:

ARthuR. H-H-HELLO. I'M S-S-SkyE.

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[shitshitshitshitshitshitshit]

[since skye is too big to fit in the fridge, arthur kinda just,,, opens the door and props skye up against the empty fridge]

SKYE IS A PRETTY NAME

BUT IM PRETTY SURE YOUR INSIDES ARE GONNA MELT IF YOU DONT GET COOLER SOON

[its no medibot or engiebot so it doesnt know the details, but thats what arthur is pretty sure happens]

DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO BE GIVEN TO ANYONE IF YOU DO DIE?

[curious-clockwork]

IF NONE OF T-T-THIS IS REAL IT DOESN'T M-M-MATTER BUT UM

IF I D-DIE TAKE ME TO MY G-G-GRANDPA AND HE CAN F-FIX ME

:Skye whimpered a bit. Grandpa. Was he real? His gentle touch as he repaired things, his beautiful singing, was that all something someone made up?

Oh, it hurt so bad...:

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

(Skye) F-F-F-FRIEND? I D-D-DON'T FEEL S-S-SO GOOD... :The Soldierbot's CPU is whirring loudly, his casing- especially his head- practically radiating heat: R-R-R-EAL... WHA-WHAT IS R-REAL...?

[arthur doesnt know who this is, but it knows an emergency when it sees one]

I DONT KNOW

PRESUMABLY EVERYTHING YOU SEE AROUND YOU

[not keen to let another robot overheat and possibly die, it attempts to pick skye up, take it to the base kitchen and lay it down on the floor]

[curious-clockwork]

I-I-IS IT? S-S-SOMEONE SAID THAT E-E-EVERYTHING WAS M-MADE UP. BUT IF E-E-EVERYTHING IS M-MADE UP HOW IS IT R-R-RIGHT HERE HOW IS IT REAL WHAT IS R-R-R-R-R

:Skye would be heavy for a human, but for another robot he isn't that much of a burden. He's very very hot, though, and his CPU is making sounds that wouldn't be out of place on a lawnmower. Whimpering, he lets himself be carried:

s-s-s-scared. hot. a-a-a-are you other of y-y-ymir? it is m-m-y friend...

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

[arthur gets every ice pack available (2-3) out of the freezer and lays them on skye]

[it remembers that otto had an episode like this, once. maybe esme and sylvester too? its memory of that is... hazy, but nonetheless it knows it will pass]

THIS WILL PASS

I DONT KNOW HOW TO HELP YOU NOW BUT YOU WONT THINK THIS FOREVER

[it takes several beers out of the fridge and lays them on skye, figuring it needs as much cold as it can get]

[arthur sits down next to the soldierbot]

YEAH

IM ARTHUR

YOU CAN TELL IM DIFFERENT BECAUSE I HAVE A DIFFERENT HAT

[it does, in fact, have a different hat - a lime green crab beanie as opposed to ymirs grey-painted stealth steeler]

[there are tons of other ways of course, but thats the obvious visual cue]

[curious-clockwork]

I LIKE I-I-IT. IT is a n-N-NICE HAT.

:all the ice was melting fast, the beers going from cold to hot in short order, but it does help a bit, Skye's CPU whirring a bit less loudly:

ARthuR. H-H-HELLO. I'M S-S-SkyE.

[emotionally-anxious-spybots]

(Skye) F-F-F-FRIEND? I D-D-DON'T FEEL S-S-SO GOOD... :The Soldierbot's CPU is whirring loudly, his casing- especially his head- practically radiating heat: R-R-R-EAL... WHA-WHAT IS R-REAL...?

[arthur doesnt know who this is, but it knows an emergency when it sees one]

I DONT KNOW

PRESUMABLY EVERYTHING YOU SEE AROUND YOU

[not keen to let another robot overheat and possibly die, it attempts to pick skye up, take it to the base kitchen and lay it down on the floor]

[curious-clockwork]

I-I-IS IT? S-S-SOMEONE SAID THAT E-E-EVERYTHING WAS M-MADE UP. BUT IF E-E-EVERYTHING IS M-MADE UP HOW IS IT R-R-RIGHT HERE HOW IS IT REAL WHAT IS R-R-R-R-R

:Skye would be heavy for a human, but for another robot he isn't that much of a burden. He's very very hot, though, and his CPU is making sounds that wouldn't be out of place on a lawnmower. Whimpering, he lets himself be carried:

s-s-s-scared. hot. a-a-a-are you other of y-y-ymir? it is m-m-y friend...

[curious-clockwork]

[cracks an egg and dumps it on skyes helmet]

:sizzlesizzlesizzle: :WHIRRRRRRRRR: ...IS THE E-E-EGG REAL?

[curious-clockwork]

you good lil guy?

:whirrrRRRRrrrrRRRRR: ...MY HEAD F-F-F-FEEELS HOT...

[curious-clockwork]

hm. what a peculiar rection

i think ive only met two others who havent reacted to this revelation with immense existential dread before

PERHAPS THIS IS THE APPROPRIATE REACTION? I HAVE NEVER HAD SUCH A BIG QUESTION TO PROCESS BEFORE! I STILL DO NOT THINK I HAVE REALLY REACHED THE HEART OF IT YET! :whirrrrrrrr: THE NATURE OF REALITY, THAT'S REALLY REALLY BIG!

[lordoftablecloths]

i think we should all be nice and kind and love each other :]

[curious-clockwork]

Drawing some of your thoughts might help clear things up

:whirrrwhirr: MAYBE. :he takes his paper and crayons out of his bag- because he wanted to or because some outward entity said he should?- and sits down to draw. What he winds up with is... question marks, mostly.:

[curious-clockwork]

..you okay, Skye?

:beep beep, whirrrrrr: I DON'T KNOW. I HAVE BEEN GIVEN AN INTERESTING CONUNDRUM ON WHETHER REALITY IS REAL OR NOT AND IT IS VERY HARD TO THINK ABOUT ALL AT ONCE!

[curious-clockwork]

m!a: for ten asks, skye is now aware that he is a fictional character and that none of his thoughts, feelings, or actions are truly his own. once the m!a is up, this knowledge will be permanently erased from his mind.

Skye beeps several times. You can hear the whirring going on inside that noggin of his. Sitting down, he continues whirring and beeping. This... is a lot to compute.

[curious-clockwork]

Sk--iii!!!

Iiii [have] someeeth- thin- something(!) for youuuu!

[She is bouncing excitedly on her feet, holding something behind her back]

-( @physically-helpless-demobot )-

MISS [NINE]! :The Soldierbot winds up bouncing just as excitedly, humming with absolute delight. He loves surprises and he loves being around people he likes, so this was a win-win! Plus, there was something about [Nine] being the person he was around that just made it all 100 percent better on top of it all!: WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS IT?

[physically-helpless-demobot]

[Fun! How fun! She is very excited to see the soldierbot! She stumbles a little, almost tripping before she jumps upright again.]

F-ffffor y-you!

[Swinging her good hand from behind her back, she reveals a small crotched whale plushie! She holds it up excitedly to Skye, her gears clicking loudly.]

Iiit- it (!) Is- is y[our] colors!

[She seemed very excited about her finding, being very quickly reminded of the soldierbot when she first found it! She only hoped he would feel as excited as she did!!!]

[curious-clockwork]

"OH MY GOSH! OHMYGOSHOHMYGOSH! I. LOVE IT! SO MUCH!" Squealing in delight, Skye hugged the soft little whale to his chest before spinning around, all but doing a little dance. He had never seen a whale before! He wondered if they all looked like this! "THANK YOU, MISS [NINE]! THIS IS AN INCREDIBLE PRESENT! I NEED TO THINK OF A GOOD NAME FOR HIM!" Carefully, he tucked the whale into his bag where he kept all his Really Important Stuff- his books, his paper, his crayons, his shiny horn, and usually his snacky paper but he was out of it right now. Having done that, he gave a little hop forward, gently thunking his forehead against the Demobot's in an affectionate gesture.

[curious-clockwork]

Sk--iii!!!

Iiii [have] someeeth- thin- something(!) for youuuu!

[She is bouncing excitedly on her feet, holding something behind her back]

-( @physically-helpless-demobot )-

MISS [NINE]! :The Soldierbot winds up bouncing just as excitedly, humming with absolute delight. He loves surprises and he loves being around people he likes, so this was a win-win! Plus, there was something about [Nine] being the person he was around that just made it all 100 percent better on top of it all!: WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS IT?

[theblob1958]

people are saying do it scared, but you also gotta do it alone. you'll miss out on so much you want to do if you wait til someone will do it with you. do it scared and do it alone.

[thumperdaetime]

me (scared & alone) out in the wider world trying to broaden my horizons:

[luunarmoonar]

Robot disabilities. Robot who charges slowly and loses power incredibly fast and is always tired. Robot with malfunctioning lenses and can’t process visual information properly. Robot that can’t process anything too large and at a fast rate or else they’ll shut down. Robot with limbs screwed on too loose/just can’t attach correctly, so if they’re not careful they fall out. Robot disabilities,,,

[kira-serialfaggot]

Robots with cracked screens that they can't afford to fix. Robots with bent limbs. Robots who's cables are wonky and need to be particular about where they sit so they can charge. Robots who's vocal box is messed up so they have to use sign language. Robots who's fans are old and make a lot of noise. Robots who have malfunctioning chips and experience mental illness symptoms since they don't process the world the same as others.

[authorizedpope]