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With the Strength of a Million and Seventy Men!
ITCAMEFROMNEXTDOOR
INDEPENDENT JENNY “XJ-9″ RP BLOG FROM “MY LIFE AS A TEENAGE ROBOT”
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psycadenza:
things were almost never quiet for tristan . even a single person around him was enough to send constant buzzing whispers through his head . sound, sound, sound . it’s all he ever heard .
… that doesn’t mean the crash doesn’t SURPRISE him .
from how close jenny lands, he’s surprised that he didn’t get hit with splinters . the girl seems … relatively unharmed . and was that … METAL ?
“ o - oh ! ” he suddenly exclaims softly, awkwardly shuffling over to her . “ um … i can try to … pull you out ? ”
the other teen seems rather timid, fulfilling her request without a fight . he carefully moves by her head, GENTLY grabbing at her shoulders . that doesn’t give much leverage, so he carefully takes a hold of her arms, instead . with a pause to make sure that it wasn’t uncalled for, of course .
he pulls, and … yeah, this isn’t doing much . this kid is WIMPY .
“ uh … s - sorry, i - ” he pulls back a bit . “ maybe we should come up with a PLAN B . ”
maybe you could blame his safety on cartoon logic. wouldn’t surprise me if all of those splinters whizzed perfectly past him and made a Tristan-shaped outline in a wall or rock somewhere far behind him. focusing on things that we can definitively see though, Jenny gives a small smile as he tries to pull her out. then... a frown. yeah, she isn’t quite sure what she was expecting... humans are significantly weaker than her after all. like... in an objective sense, not in a ‘i’m a rogue AI who hates fleshbags’ sense. she’s not about that life!
“ okay, that one’s on me. i should have figured i’d be too heavy... ” she hums, then starts scanning the surrounding area for anything that could help. however, the solution she came up with wasn’t even in her direct vision at all. she perks up, both of her eyes displaying an image of a lit lightbulb briefly... as if it wasn’t obvious enough that she had an idea. “ oh! here! why don’t we get a ‘leg up’ on this coniferous conundrum! ” from behind the tree, the sound of shifting and clanking metal. one of her legs has opened up, shifted around, and locked back in place to form... a buzzsaw. an active buzzsaw. then it extends downward on her noodly, stretchy limb, forming a hose-like appendage of some kind. complete with a handle on the leg itself for easy holding!
“ my arms might be stuck, but you could probably clear enough of the tree with that to let me do the rest! ” hopefully he can, uh... lift it. and not cut himself accidentally.
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There’s one loud, long scream as Jenny is sent flying halfway across the globe. At the speeds she’s being hurled at, it probably doesn’t register for very long to anyone who hears it... but the ending of this little journey might. A resounding ‘THUNK’ and the sound of splintering wood reverberates through the area as Jenny finds herself sent straight through the trunk of a tree, her upper body popping out the other side while her legs hang out the other end.
... Poor passerby. He’s probably gonna get roped up in this, especially as her eyes land on him.
“ um! excuse me, sir? ” yep, there it is. “ a little help here? ” what’s he supposed to do, Jenny? you’re stuck in a tree! what, you want him to cut the tree down with his bare hands?
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it wasn’t rare that Jenny would detect a little blip on her radar that interested her. usually some kind of crime in progress, or... other such minor thing that she would have to go nip in the bud before it became a problem. this time, however, she was able to identify the blip as undeniably mechanical in nature. this... worried her, a bit. some of her most fearsome foes in the past have been fellow robots like her, and the superhero was expecting the worst as she rocketed at hyperspeed directly toward--
... -- a cutesy robot who looked like some kind of maid or something? at least, she thinks this is a robot? as she touches down, Jenny’s surprised, quietly-blinking expression says it all. Dia was a bit of a shock to her... especially because she expected something scarier. then again though, it was always wise to proceed with caution.
... oh, who is she kidding? Jenny is ECSTATIC. she’s trying to keep it under wraps, sure, but... come on! another robot girl! if you were her, you’d be excited too!
“ i was wondering what the strange signal on my radar was! ” comments the super-teenager, eyeballing Dia to get a good look at her construction.
“ i didn’t expect to see another model like me! oh, oh! what’s your name?! ” ‘trying to keep it under wraps’? yeah, right...
Anonymous said: Jenny, your series will be 20 years old in August; Does that make you feel old, probably?
“ ... gee, way to make me feel even more out of place than usual. gosh, am i really that old? ”
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“ what seems to be the problem, citizen? ” her rocket-propelled flight skids to a halt right next to them, having clearly caught telltale signs of distress or danger. “ and is there anything i can do to help? ”
“ X! J! NI-YUN! ” An overly exaggerated voice calls out, sputtering into a harsh, worn cough at the tail end of her little statement.
“... my word, young lady, it is FILTHY in here! did i give you a feather duster for nothing? i mean, just LOOK at this buildup! you haven’t cleaned your room in MONTHS! ” she hobbles over and runs her index finger along a countertop. so much dust was collected that it formed an entire rabbit shape... which made a little ‘eep!’ and tried to hop off of Nora’s hand... ultimately ‘poof’-ing away into nothingness when it hit the floor.
“ h--huh? b-but, i was getting to it...! i’ve been so busy with-- with school, and-- ”
“ ah-ah-ah! no exxxx-cuses, young lady! i am going to return in prrrre-cise-ly one hour, and i should hope that your room will be spick and span by that time! do i make myself clear, XJ9? ”
“ ... yeeeeeees, moooooom... ” guess she better start dusting off the old place... which definitely isn’t a metaphor for anything, especially not any kind of long absence!
𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓 ♡ 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
“ let’s go home. ” “ um, excuse me? ” “ you broke it. ” “ need a hand? ” “ please, help me. ” “ i missed you. ” “ i’m not sorry. ” “ tell the truth. ” “ what happened here? ” “ got a minute? ” “ life’s a bitch. ” “ you’ve done enough. ” “ i’m still learning. ” “ don’t touch me. ” “ was that you? ” “ there’s no god. ” “ you deserve better. ” “ you’re a saint. ” “ you are enough. ” “ maybe you’re right. ” “ this will pass. ” “ you complete me. ” “ you got this. ”
𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑
“ don’t be so dramatic. ” “ no guts, no glory. ” “ i’m calling for help. ” “ run away with me. ” “ it’s always been you. ” “ some things take time. ” “ you’re being awfully quiet. ” “ please don’t hurt me. ” “ snap out of it. ” “ did you miss me? ” “ how do i look? ” “ i wanna get better. ” “ whatever floats your boat. ” “ i’ll love you always. ” “ what are you waiting for? ” “ at least i tried. ” “ give me a kiss. ” “ what’s the fucking point? ” “ god, i love you. ” “ i’m doing my best. ” “ i waited for you. ” “ you woke me up. ” “ stay with me tonight. ”
𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄
“ you can’t keep doing this. ” “ i think i love you … ” “ you make me feel special. ” “ are you upset with me? ” “ you need to heal first. ” “ let me see the wound. ” “ is your brain even on? ” “ don’t give up on me. ” “ you are perfect to me. ” “ i can’t take this anymore. ” “ you are my favorite person. ” “ you had me at ‘ hello. ’ ” “ i wanted to see you. ” “ don’t give me that look. ” “ you’re a work of art. ” “ i’m not scared of you. ” “ i have … so many questions. ” “ do you think i’m stupid? ” “ just tell me what happened. ” “ i just want to help. ” “ we need to be careful. ” “ what did you just say? ” “ i miss talking to you. ”
“ man... i wish i could have spent Christmas doing something fun instead of stomping aliens into the pavement... ” her foot presses down and the crunching of foreign metal sounds off underneath it, punctuated by a sharp, depressing sigh from the teenage robot.
“ maybe one day i’ll get a free holiday... ”
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random dialogue … sentence starters pt. ?
“You look hungry.”
“This… what is this?”
“How’d you find out?”
“Are you catching a cold?”
“That’s very questionable.”
“Do you ever just shut up?”
“Oh, I don’t like the looks of this.”
“Oh no, you sweet summer child.”
“… You don’t actually get it, do you?”
“You look like you haven’t slept in days.”
“Did you actually walk all the way here?”
“There’s nothing wrong with speaking up.”
“You don’t deserve to be treated like that.”
“Don’t you think you’re taking this too far?”
“Why do you let them talk to you like that?”
“I love this so much. I could do this all day.”
“What made you think this was a good idea?”
“No, sorry, that’s really not a good look for you.”
“You’re smarter than you give yourself credit for.”
“I care about you. This isn’t going to change that.”
“Next you’ll tell me you’re a superhero in disguise.”
“I often find myself questioning how you’re still alive.”
“I know you were just crying. Your eyes are still puffy.”
“Seriously? You’re just gonna sit there and do nothing?”
“Respect is earned. And you still have a long way to go.”
“You don’t have to make it up to me. It wasn’t your fault.”
“I don’t think you’re grasping the severity of the situation.”
“You thought it couldn’t get any worse. Well, it got worse!”
“I think my mind has gone places it will never fully recover from.”
“Just because you’re brave doesn’t mean you need to be reckless.”
“I know you’re going through a rough time. Can I get you anything?”
“So, you’re telling me, if you had the chance to change it, you wouldn’t?”
“You had multiple chances to reconsider this choice. And you still made it.”
“I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you need to get your act together.”
“It was the weirdest dream I’ve ever had. I’d like a word with my sub-conscious’s manager.”
“ oh, crud!!! i need to buy Christmas gifts for people! ” almost immediately, she rockets off into the sky... but then skids to a halt before even reaching halfway to the stratosphere. some nearby birds had their feathers blown clean off, leaving them embarrassingly sitting in their heart-patterned undergarments.
“ b-but... wait! with what money?! and what would Brad and Tuck even want this year?! oh man, is there anyone else i should get things for? Sheldon definitely... oh, maybe Vega?! Don Prima? ... Eh, no... he would just blow me off... Brit and Tiff maybe??? that would be very ‘spirit of Christmas’ of me, but something tells me they wouldn’t appreciate anything I buy them anyway...”
she groans, crossing her arms and spinning vertically in midair. perhaps out of some strange show of frustration?
“ ugh! being charitable shouldn’t be this hard! maybe i should go visit Santa again for some advice... ”
achingscientist:
⠀⠀ “ Well, if you insist. “
⠀⠀ It’s not like the scientist 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣’𝙩 need it, as much as he’d like to deny it most of the time. Getting old came at a cost, so it’s hard not to deny help every now and then.
⠀⠀ “ It would be… very much appreciated. “
⠀⠀ To put into perspective, imagine having to carry hundreds of little parts, little, but heavy. Not only that, but in multiple different boxes. On top of that, but having to carry them with this scientists old frail bones. So… safe to say, he could definitely use the extra help.
“ already on it! ” with a series of whirrs and clunks, Jenny’s arms shift, panels moving about and different mechanical joints coming together to form a light-blue dollie. she could have just picked the boxes up normally, but even for someone so strong, carrying a bunch of different individual things at once was surprisingly difficult! mostly in making sure that they didn’t fall all over the place.
she begins moving around the room, scooping boxes up onto her transporter, extending an extra claw-like limb to pick up boxes once the stack was too full to simply just continue sliding extras onto it from the floor.
“ so what’s in these things anyway? are you moving? ” she pauses her work, then taps her chin with one of the aforementioned extra limbs. “ actually, come to think of it... i don’t even think i know who you are...? ”
ofteaandmagic:
“I hadn’t actually thought ‘bout that, I’m horribly self efficient like that–if ya get my drift. I appreciate the help, Jenny.” Honestly, help wasn’t something Mellie EVER asked for, but literally dragging her little cart that was kept around the shop that was already full down the sidewalk in London wasn’t ideal either.
“ don’t mention it! i totally get wanting to do everything on your own! ” without much trouble, she stretches an arm out and gently grabs the cart for her. Jenny usually wasn’t much for random menial tasks for random people, as she could usually spend her downtime doing... teenager things, but she was in a good mood!
“ so where are we taking this? ”
“ ... y’know, if you need help lifting that, you could just ask. i don’t have the lifting power of a million men for nothing... ” it’s a subtle brag for sure, but her tone has a hefty sincerity to it. she’s just offering a hand, no haughtiness intended!
“ ... okay, put that down. you don’t even know what it is! ”
