Subspace Trip Mine!

“Blackrock is the future!”

[illuminating-the-future]

“How much poison do you think they can handle?!”

Welcome once again! It's me, Draco! I really hope you guys have fun! You are very welcome to send asks, interactions and to enjoy this blog!!

TAGS

#[The greatest.] -> General tag for ic posts!

#[You dare waste my time?] -> General tag for ic asks!

#[The traitor.] -> Tag for interactions and mentions of Medkit!

#[Familiarity.] -> Tag for interactions and mentions of co-workers or Hyperlaser!

#[My greatest invention!] -> Tag for interactions and mentions of Biograft!

#~Cat talking~ -> General tag for ooc posts!

#~Cat drawings~ -> General tag for ooc drawings!

RULES

1 - Please don't make explicit nsfw asks!

2 - Subspace uses he/him, please do not missgender him!

3 - Ships are allowed! :3

4 - All fandoms are allowed!

5 - Don't use my art without permission!

6 - Keep in mind English is not my first lenguage! So, if I do any mistake please tell me! ^^

7 - Please do not send hate nor vent asks.

8 - Have fun!! :)))

HEADCANONS

- Subspace has a very mortal disease, he takes pills and medicine to stay alive. He is rotting and his injuries are very horrible and hard to see.

- Subspace hates himself deeply, often trying to end his life. He acts like he is the best though.

- Subspace loves every Biograft as if they were his children. He feels very lonely and they are the only ones that understand him, even if they don't have emotions.

- Subspace's crystal often reacts, just like him, rotating, flickering, etc.

This color will be used for normal talking!

This color will be used for anger or strong emotions!

Other colors will be used for mentions of different characters! (Ex: Medkit, Biograft, Ban hammer..)

[hyperlaser-phighting]

“Hyper? Come here, I need you to see something!”

*Subspace called him from across the laboratory. He seemed to have something in his hands, something.. fluffy?..*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

*He stared at the thing, starting to walk closer to get a better look*

“Subspace, what did you do? What is that?”

*He asked, getting about arms length from Subspace and the thing*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace was holding Princess, she seemed very scared, yet he didn't mind.*

“What is she doing? She won't stop scratching!”

[hyperlaser-phighting]

*he panicked, grabbing Princess away from Subspace and putting her down immediately*

“Why do you have her in the first place?!” *He exclaimed, although he sounded more exasperated than in pure rage*

[illuminating-the-future]

“She was resting on the door! Why did you get here?! Give me the cat!”

*He tried to grab her again, blood dripping from the scratches on his hands.*

[hyperlaser-phighting]

“Hyper? Come here, I need you to see something!”

*Subspace called him from across the laboratory. He seemed to have something in his hands, something.. fluffy?..*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

*He stared at the thing, starting to walk closer to get a better look*

“Subspace, what did you do? What is that?”

*He asked, getting about arms length from Subspace and the thing*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace was holding Princess, she seemed very scared, yet he didn't mind.*

“What is she doing? She won't stop scratching!”

[illuminating-the-future]

I’m kinda curious about this,what would you do if you’re cured from the Rot?

“..That will never be possible, but if it was.. I would keep on. As always. Don't think it'll stop me from continuing with my reign!!”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[biograft-number8177]

YOU CAN.

*It stayed still, now back to just watching Subspace, waiting for whatever he was going to do*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im gonna turn you off for some time, okay? Im just gonna see something and I need you to be off so I can do it correctly. Don't be scared.”

*Subspace said, slowly placing Bitt in the chair again, looking at it.*

[biograft-number8177]

OKAY, CREATOR. I TRUST YOU.

*It smiled at him again and gave a thumbs up.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Good.”

*Subspace smiled and turned Bitt off, now that it was turned off, they opened the cavity where the crystal was, taking it and looking at how it was shattered.. Just as he thought.. He didn't repair the crystal though, putting it back. He worked a little on something.. on its hands, putting a soft material there as if they were pawpads, better for grabbing and being gentle, not clawing and being aggresive like the old ones. It took him a while, and once he was done, he turned on the biograft.*

“Bitt? Can you hear me?”

[biograft-number8177]

HELLO, CREATOR. GOOD MORNING.

*Bitt actually had no idea whether or not it was currently morning. Its ability to identify the time it was had disappeared a good while ago.*

IS EVERYTHING IN ORDER NOW?

[illuminating-the-future]

“Hello, Bitt. Yes, it is. Now, look at your hands.”

*He said, smiling softly, his gaze revealing his smile..*

[biograft-number8177]

*It did as it was told, looking at its hands with an expression of surprise that slowly turned into one of joy as it wiggled its fingers and looked at the changes Subspace had made.*

CREATOR, THIS IS... CUTE!

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace swore he melted (even more) as he saw how it wiggled its finger.. it was so cute.*

“Well, you are cute too, Bitt! Now, do you want to go or stay? You can choose. Im just gonna.. stay here for a while”

*Subspace said and moved away from the Biograft, sitting on the edge of his bed and smiling as he looked at it.*

[biograft-number8177]

I WILL GO SHOW PEOPLE MY CUTE HANDS. THANK YOU, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Goodbye, Bitt, make sure to stay safe.”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[biograft-number8177]

YOU CAN.

*It stayed still, now back to just watching Subspace, waiting for whatever he was going to do*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im gonna turn you off for some time, okay? Im just gonna see something and I need you to be off so I can do it correctly. Don't be scared.”

*Subspace said, slowly placing Bitt in the chair again, looking at it.*

[biograft-number8177]

OKAY, CREATOR. I TRUST YOU.

*It smiled at him again and gave a thumbs up.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Good.”

*Subspace smiled and turned Bitt off, now that it was turned off, they opened the cavity where the crystal was, taking it and looking at how it was shattered.. Just as he thought.. He didn't repair the crystal though, putting it back. He worked a little on something.. on its hands, putting a soft material there as if they were pawpads, better for grabbing and being gentle, not clawing and being aggresive like the old ones. It took him a while, and once he was done, he turned on the biograft.*

“Bitt? Can you hear me?”

[biograft-number8177]

HELLO, CREATOR. GOOD MORNING.

*Bitt actually had no idea whether or not it was currently morning. Its ability to identify the time it was had disappeared a good while ago.*

IS EVERYTHING IN ORDER NOW?

[illuminating-the-future]

“Hello, Bitt. Yes, it is. Now, look at your hands.”

*He said, smiling softly, his gaze revealing his smile..*

[biograft-number8177]

*It did as it was told, looking at its hands with an expression of surprise that slowly turned into one of joy as it wiggled its fingers and looked at the changes Subspace had made.*

CREATOR, THIS IS... CUTE!

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace swore he melted (even more) as he saw how it wiggled its finger.. it was so cute.*

“Well, you are cute too, Bitt! Now, do you want to go or stay? You can choose. Im just gonna.. stay here for a while”

*Subspace said and moved away from the Biograft, sitting on the edge of his bed and smiling as he looked at it.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[biograft-number8177]

YOU CAN.

*It stayed still, now back to just watching Subspace, waiting for whatever he was going to do*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im gonna turn you off for some time, okay? Im just gonna see something and I need you to be off so I can do it correctly. Don't be scared.”

*Subspace said, slowly placing Bitt in the chair again, looking at it.*

[biograft-number8177]

OKAY, CREATOR. I TRUST YOU.

*It smiled at him again and gave a thumbs up.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Good.”

*Subspace smiled and turned Bitt off, now that it was turned off, they opened the cavity where the crystal was, taking it and looking at how it was shattered.. Just as he thought.. He didn't repair the crystal though, putting it back. He worked a little on something.. on its hands, putting a soft material there as if they were pawpads, better for grabbing and being gentle, not clawing and being aggresive like the old ones. It took him a while, and once he was done, he turned on the biograft.*

“Bitt? Can you hear me?”

[biograft-number8177]

HELLO, CREATOR. GOOD MORNING.

*Bitt actually had no idea whether or not it was currently morning. Its ability to identify the time it was had disappeared a good while ago.*

IS EVERYTHING IN ORDER NOW?

[illuminating-the-future]

“Hello, Bitt. Yes, it is. Now, look at your hands.”

*He said, smiling softly, his gaze revealing his smile..*

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[biograft-number8177]

YOU CAN.

*It stayed still, now back to just watching Subspace, waiting for whatever he was going to do*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im gonna turn you off for some time, okay? Im just gonna see something and I need you to be off so I can do it correctly. Don't be scared.”

*Subspace said, slowly placing Bitt in the chair again, looking at it.*

[biograft-number8177]

OKAY, CREATOR. I TRUST YOU.

*It smiled at him again and gave a thumbs up.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Good.”

*Subspace smiled and turned Bitt off, now that it was turned off, they opened the cavity where the crystal was, taking it and looking at how it was shattered.. Just as he thought.. He didn't repair the crystal though, putting it back. He worked a little on something.. on its hands, putting a soft material there as if they were pawpads, better for grabbing and being gentle, not clawing and being aggresive like the old ones. It took him a while, and once he was done, he turned on the biograft.*

“Bitt? Can you hear me?”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

*Your hammer is.. gone?*

*You can see Subspace running away with it, he's struggling to carry it yet he is very determined.*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

Heeeyaaaaaaa, buddy. Don't ya think it's a little heavy for ya?

Maybe just one small thought have appeared in yer head, at least.

'Kay gimme it.

*takes his hammer*

Ya are weak, bwhehe! Need some muscles, bud!

[illuminating-the-future]

“Well! It is not my fault you are twice as tall and strong as me, you big guy!! I don't need muscles, I have intelligence!”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

At least I'm not a mutated branch who's rottin' too.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im not a mutated branch!!- I- How are you so stupid???”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

Y'know.. I called ya a mutated branch 'cause of how thin you are.

[illuminating-the-future]

“..I-.. Damn you!”

*Subspace growls, almost pouting like a kid, he didn't know what to answer..*

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

Yo, buddy, chill.

It's not that ba-.. hmm. Ya won't listen to me, I know it, soooo. Valerian tablets? Will help ya?

[illuminating-the-future]

“NO???”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[biograft-number8177]

YOU CAN.

*It stayed still, now back to just watching Subspace, waiting for whatever he was going to do*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im gonna turn you off for some time, okay? Im just gonna see something and I need you to be off so I can do it correctly. Don't be scared.”

*Subspace said, slowly placing Bitt in the chair again, looking at it.*

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

*Your hammer is.. gone?*

*You can see Subspace running away with it, he's struggling to carry it yet he is very determined.*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

Heeeyaaaaaaa, buddy. Don't ya think it's a little heavy for ya?

Maybe just one small thought have appeared in yer head, at least.

'Kay gimme it.

*takes his hammer*

Ya are weak, bwhehe! Need some muscles, bud!

[illuminating-the-future]

“Well! It is not my fault you are twice as tall and strong as me, you big guy!! I don't need muscles, I have intelligence!”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

At least I'm not a mutated branch who's rottin' too.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im not a mutated branch!!- I- How are you so stupid???”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

Y'know.. I called ya a mutated branch 'cause of how thin you are.

[illuminating-the-future]

“..I-.. Damn you!”

*Subspace growls, almost pouting like a kid, he didn't know what to answer..*

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[biograft-number8177]

DID I ANSWER YOUR QUESTION CORRECTLY?

*It was still very confused, but happy to hug Subspace again.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Not at all, but it's okay, do not worry. Now, can I see something??”

*Subspace moved away from the hug and went to grab his tool box, bringing it near.*

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

*Your hammer is.. gone?*

*You can see Subspace running away with it, he's struggling to carry it yet he is very determined.*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

Heeeyaaaaaaa, buddy. Don't ya think it's a little heavy for ya?

Maybe just one small thought have appeared in yer head, at least.

'Kay gimme it.

*takes his hammer*

Ya are weak, bwhehe! Need some muscles, bud!

[illuminating-the-future]

“Well! It is not my fault you are twice as tall and strong as me, you big guy!! I don't need muscles, I have intelligence!”

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

At least I'm not a mutated branch who's rottin' too.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Im not a mutated branch!!- I- How are you so stupid???”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[biograft-number8177]

*It took a moment to process, the question was very complex.*

IT WOULD... DEPEND ON MY DIRECTIVE? IS MY DIRECTIVE TO MAXIMIZE AN OUTPUT? IS FEELING GOOD MY DIRECTIVE? OR... BOTH???

*Bitt was very confused, and seemed to just confuse itself more by trying to think about how to answer the question.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Bitt..”

*Subspace sighed, hugging the biograft again, if someone saw him like that, he was sure he would be laughed at. That's why he always kept his feelings hidden, nobody needed to see them.. Maybe he could keep Bitt with feelings.. he had missed having someone who understood him that would never leave his side.. The last one was.. him.. even if they never really got along..*

[the-warden-of-the-banlands]

*Your hammer is.. gone?*

*You can see Subspace running away with it, he's struggling to carry it yet he is very determined.*

[ - @illuminating-the-future ]

Heeeyaaaaaaa, buddy. Don't ya think it's a little heavy for ya?

Maybe just one small thought have appeared in yer head, at least.

'Kay gimme it.

*takes his hammer*

Ya are weak, bwhehe! Need some muscles, bud!

[illuminating-the-future]

“Well! It is not my fault you are twice as tall and strong as me, you big guy!! I don't need muscles, I have intelligence!”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*

[biograft-number8177]

DID YOU WANT ME TO REPEAT MYSELF, CREATOR? I AM MOSTLY CERTAIN THAT I SAID I LIKE THIS CRYSTAL.

*It poked the crystal again, gentler this time.*

IT IS VERY SHINY.

[illuminating-the-future]

*Instead of yelling at it because of showing emotions, Subspace only sighed.. he had to see its crystal and try to fix it.. even if he didn't want to.. Maybe.. if only one biograft had feelings.. would it matter?..*

“Bitt, I have a question for you.. Imagine this: You are a very succesfull leader that has a lot of well trained warriors that never show emotions, but.. you are very lonely.. One day, one of your warriors shows emotions to you, and you.. feel really good.. Would you yell at that warrior and make them train more? Or would you let them stay like that and enjoy their company?..”

[illuminating-the-future]

*a zeta biograft holding itself together with duct tape approached Subspace*

CREATOR. WHAT IS MY DIRECTIVE?

*it should already know, but seemed to have forgotten, somehow.*

*Subspace was about to get aggresive, but once he saw who it was, seeing how the duct tape was trying to hold it together, it broke his heart.. or whatever he had.. if he had something. He looked around to make sure nobody was there and brought the biograft to his room, taking some tools.*

“Sit there and stay still..”

*Subspace pointed to a chair, his room was.. very monochrome, it had barely any color, pills were everywhere, a carving knife and some bandages too.*

[biograft-number8177]

IS THAT MY DIRECTIVE??

*it tilted its head slightly, confused, but stumbled over and sat in the chair nonetheless, staring at Subspace.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*He turned around, he had some more duct tape, but this one had Blackrock decoration, like the symbol and the little patterns. It was black, pink and white. He moved closer, and slowly got the old duct tape off, putting the new one on with slow motions.*

“How did you end up like this?..”

[biograft-number8177]

I... DO NOT KNOW. I THINK THAT DATA IS MISSING.

*It was closely watching Subspace. Biografts weren't made to be particularly expressive, but it moved its lower eyelids up into a sort of smile.*

THIS DUCT TAPE IS YOUR COLORS, CREATOR.

[illuminating-the-future]

“Yes, they are. Do you like it? I can give you some. Here.”

*Subspace tilted his head, his mask being able to hide his little smile as he took a bit of tape and placed it on one of Biografts fingers, where no injury was presented, just a gift.*

[biograft-number8177]

YAAAAYYYYYYY.

*Its voice wasnt particularly made to be expressive, so its exclamation was a litte odd and monotone, and the way it stretched out the word was further proof something was probably wrong with it.*

*It did seem happy though, despite not being made to be able to feel emotions. Its eyes were closed in a content way, and it was foolishly wasting its power by kicking its feet, albeit slowly.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace couldn't help but smile wider, chuckling and opening his arms.*

“Hug??”

[biograft-number8177]

*It momentarily looked surprised, not expecting such a kind offer. After all, it was sure that it had done something wrong, although it didn't know what.*

*The second it was able to process the offer fully, though, it very quickly hugged Subspace. It was a little rough, accidentally throwing the full weight of its metal body at its creator. It did remember not to squeeze him too tightly at least.*

[illuminating-the-future]

“Agh! Swords, calm down!”

*Subspace laughed, yet his body trembled, he had to lean into his creation since his body threathened to fall. He didn't remember how much it appreciated everything, he didn't even remember the feeling of being hugged, nor of seeing someone so happy.*

“Bitt..”

[biograft-number8177]

*Bitt was just happy to be affectionate with its creator. It rested its face on his shoulder, still smiling as much as a robot with limited expression could.*

HOW LONG CAN I STAY LIKE THIS, CREATOR?

[illuminating-the-future]

“..You can stay as long as you want.. It's.. comforting, something I missed and really appreciate..”

*He said, slowly petting the metal of its back.. The crystal between his horns started to shine brighter.*

[biograft-number8177]

IF YOU LIKE THIS, IS IT MY DIRECTIVE?

*It asked before immediately being distracted by the bright and shiny crystal between Subspace's horns. It wanted to touch the crystal, and somehow lacked the common sense to stop itself from reaching up and poking the shiny object.*

I LIKE THIS THING.

*It spoke as if it had already forgotten the fact that it had just asked a question. Not to mention the fact that it hadn't been programmed with the capacity to form opinions and "like" things.*

[illuminating-the-future]

*Subspace forgot about how they weren't supposed to have emotions, none of the biografts.*

“Well, I don't mind.. I.. feel comforted by this, Bitt. Thank you.”

*He said, then saw how it touched the crystal, the crystal just spun softly, nothing more.*

“Don't touch it too much, Bitt, it might be-.. Wait, what did you say?..”

*Then, he realized.*