Калинка Казак

I am Kalinka Cossack, daughter of the famed roboticist Mikhail Cossack. I am currently earning my Liberal Arts degree at Moscow State University. ((An AMR rp blog))

[kalinkacossack]

Safe journey, Ms. Cossack, I hope you return home without any trouble. I do have to ask though, nothing I brought you had ever made you sick did it?

Kalinka didn't have the heart to tell him she'd spent at least one day lying on the bathroom floor in the foetal position, her cheek pressed to the cold tile after a meal, shuddering as she begged her human god incoherently for the sweet release of death.

"Of course not, I'm also known for my iron stomach!" she writes back, eyes dark at the recollection of that very long day. "No poison, either. It was nice. Thank you for the fond farewell!"

[kalinkacossack]

My brothers should have never brought you back home years ago. No offence.

"Oh excellent, we are finally having agreement. My only offence taken is that the RPF doesn't have a fashion police division to bring you to justice." she writes snippily, almost knocking herself over as she finally gets the zipper to her bodysuit up, staggering to keep her balance. Ugh, this was supposed to be the easy part? Well at least she'd be getting her exercise soon....

[kalinkacossack]

You should come home and relax for a little bit, I'll cook you your favorite meatball recipe.

Darling brother, didn't you hear me come in earlier? I'm up in my room, I just woke up from my nap! I was so exhausted from the flight here I just fell right asleep. 

>I'll come home soon, okay? 

she writes to him privately.

>I'm just tricking them so they THINK I'm gone, so no one gets suspicious! Play along, please please please?

[kalinkacossack]

*Squints*

>..... I will am. I am enjoying the snow, unlike back on Inferno Island. 

Kalinka starts to write back asking how he even had her private number, but she was still too busily struggling with her zipper. 

[kalinkacossack]

I do hope you enjoyed your stay here Kalinka. Though I'm not entirely sure why you were here again. Take care.

Oh, it was that funky little V that took care of the generators. Kalinka didn't see him very often, and when she had he was akin to something like Wall-E in her head, or maybe a met with thumbs that could talk. 

"Oh, I was studying under Wily, I'm in the market for an engineering degree. You take care too!" 

[kalinkacossack]

airofsuperiority replied to your post: до свидания. Oh, and DO try to not let the door...

Such a sharp wit you have, Cossack. It’s just a shame the same can’t be said for your aging figure at the moment.

Hmf. Kalinka takes a moment to inspect her ageing figure, looking much slimmer in the bodysuit... though getting the zipper up was proving to be more than she could handle. Whatever! At least her torso wasn't a fan.

[kalinkacossack]

до свидания. Oh, and DO try to not let the door hit you on the way out.

Already gone, Windbag, please try to enjoy your continued obsolescence in my absence. 

[kalinkacossack]

Do try to keep safe Miss Kalinka.

It is a relief to be home and not have to be constantly vigilant. Thank you for your well wishes. 

[kalinkacossack]

Take care, Miss.

Kalinka screams when the message pops up in the HUD of the little over-the-ear computing device, making her pause in mid-dress to grab the floodlight torch she kept beside her at almost all times. She flicked it on, the room filled with light as she swung it around crazily, trying to draw him out. The ceaseless feeling of being watched was driving her to full blown paranoia, but there wasn't much she could do about it.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed at the empty room, eyes wide in terror.

[kalinkacossack]

>And then what, tell everyone I'm staying because I like them? Or worse, let them believe I wasn't prepared to leave. I'll have to make myself scarce.

>No, no, I just mean saying something similar to "How could she leave without me how awful I too am leaving now because that is awful thing to do" or something similar, though I'm sad I'm missing tamale and cake night.

>You could say you were staying because you can't get off the island, maybe? If you wanted a vacation from this place, now would be a good time too, as I think I have my own security covered now, hehe! You'll see!

[kalinkacossack]

bubble-man replied to your post: Goodbye DWNs.

The fridges had spoiled food…? Ugh, guess I’ll need find which kitchens aren’t in use.

takeitfromthetop replied to your post: Goodbye DWNs.

P.S. You were getting fat from eating all our good food. FYI. I can’t believe I used to feel sorry for you all those years ago.

Kalinka glares at her monitor as she tries to squeeze into her bodysuit, Top not too far off from the mark. "At least I'm not useless." she mutters pettily under her breath, grunting as she pulled hard to try and get it over her hips again. Ugh. 

It wasn't surprising the food in the fridges had been less than fresh, some having been unused for some time, it wasn't as though robots could get food poisoning. 

[kalinkacossack]

>Are we actually leaving? I can have our things packed within the hour, but I've long ago learned that optimism is not my friend.

>Of course not, but let's not let those people know that! Feel free to dramatically proclaim how sad you are about my sudden departure.

[kalinkacossack]

Goodbye DWNs.

"Goodbye, DWNs.

Living in your smelly fortress filled with radiation resistant dogs and dogshit, literal tonnes and tonnes of broken machinery, corridors so filled with robot exhaust the air is palpable, and endless refrigerators filled with spoiled food has been an eye opening experience. Most of you are unspeakably awful, one or two of you are slightly less awful than that.

Excellent work, I am certain your father is proud. Do not search for me for I have already left and have queued this notice to post several days after my departure to prevent retaliation.

Goodbye forever, Калинка казак"

Kalinka posts her notice with a satisfied click of her mouse, spinning around in her chair while tenting her fingers and smiling sinisterly. Normally, it wasn't the sort of thing she'd engage in, finger tenting, but she'd seen Wily doing it to great effect and found that it was far more satisfying than she could imagine. She had the bonus satisfaction of posting it from deep within the fortress (that she hadn't ACTUALLY left) in an area she'd cleared out on her own, beyond forgotten by the others; it had been caked by dust and filled with garbage, unsuitable for even synthetic habitation.

Truthfully she'd only stumbled upon it while lost (again) but security-through-obscurity was something she was more than eager to take advantage of. 

Now she could set her plan in motion without any chance of being discovered. 

[kalinkacossack]

Моя дорогая сестра, how have you been? I sent my last paycheck your way so I hope it's served well. What are you doing for Christmas? The RPF (reluctantly) gave me the week off for all my hard work.

"Ah, I see it in the account. Thank you for your hard work, you know we couldn't keep going without you. Check your mailbox when you get home, I sent you a Christmas gift in case we're not able to meet up. These American robots are funny, they really love this holiday. Let's make time to get together before the new year, okay?"

Waiting at the front desk of Ring's apartment is a box with no return address, but clearly meant for him.  Inside are a half dozen softball sized little gyroscope-looking items, composed of many rings. Upon being touched, they activate and hover gently, attempting to connect up to him as independent video feed inputs. Basically, little floating eyes to watch his back, able to be commanded like any lesser robot. Kalinka had... stepped up her game, to say the least, considering the garbage she usually built. They were even polished and matched his colour scheme. 

The note in the box merely says,

"It's about time a certain someone got an upgrade, hm? Or at least a good spit-shine. Let's meet up so I can take care of YOU for once, okay? These little guys should help you in the meanwhile, they can go about 60 feet in any direction from you before losing connection, and charge independently of you so they don't use your energy up. Take care, brother."

[kalinkacossack]

Kalinks! My main lady! Sister from another Father! Humanbro! Babinksy! Did you catch the scuttlebutt on Ring-o? I think he fancies someone, turns out Star's been on his tail! Usin' all his fabo skills to catch our wayward Officers eye!

*Kalinka sighs as she reads all the weird things Blues was calling her, apparently trying to stir up trouble.*

г-н Шарф, I'll have you know I'm pretty certain my brother wouldn't fancy a DWN, but I'll check up on him if that's what you're trying to tell me. 

*She thought she'd seen something about it on the dash, but this message was what prompted her to look.*

[starry-are-the-heavens-blog]

gyro-green replied to your post: Hate to snoop Star, but are you dating someone again?

Okay just been hearing and seeing things on the dash. Don’t get your hopes too sky high alright?

…It’s less hope and more determination, but I can always count on my big brother to catch me even if it goes bad, right?

[kalinkacossack]

Here's a novel idea, how about when my brother says NO you listen to him. You DWNs are all the same! Can't handle not getting what you want? Take it. No means no you little шлюха!

[goldenhonor]

An Unwelcome Settler

[goldenhonor]

Enker simply kept his usual taut, expressionless gaze cast upon the girl as she informed him that she was not as helpless as he had made her out to be. He also failed to mention that she had all but displayed her identity in bright, flashing neon letters. He was almost sure of who she was, but he would not act upon it.

Instead, he nodded and continued on his way, expecting her to follow. “Good, good,” he murmured. “It would appear you are intelligent, and to kill a DWN? Quite impressive, if I do say so myself. Ah!” Finally, he spied a terminal on the wall and strode over to it, putting his bags down before opening up his earcap and withdrawing an extendable USB Cable. Once plugged into the machine, he quickly scanned it for a map and downloaded it, quickly coming up with a floor plan of the fortress. On the side, he also downloaded a large amount of data on recent events, including security logs and memos. He opened up a search function and soon found what he was looking for. His search terms ‘Russian, teenage, female’ pulled up one name that was listed quite a lot, specifically in security logs: Kalinka Cossack. He was also greeted with the information that the DWN she had taken down was none other than Clown Man, and he felt both annoyed and amused. Amused at the fact that the always boisterous Clown Man had been beaten by a human, and annoyed that she had actually compared him to said DWN.

Unplugging himself, he picked his bags back up and began on his way, finding that her room was not far from his own. “I have located your room. It is just a little ways from here, so it will not take long.” He didn’t bother mentioning how he knew where her room was, instead hoping she would figure it out for herself.

[kalinkacossack]

Well, she wasn't trying all that hard to hide her identity- but she also didn't plan on handing it out like candy to the first RKN that asked her to state her name and business either. Besides, the smart little thing had found it all on his own without any sort of difficulty anyway, practically bragging about having already figured out who she was and where she was kept. Hopefully he really was the fighter for justice he claimed to be, she might have been less glad for him discerning where she stayed. It wasn't marked on the map, but anyone who knew how to read a security log could see where she came and went from the most. Yes... this one was one of the better built robot masters around. It was more worrisome than reassuring.  

"It was nothing, taking down Clown Man. Laughably easy." Kalinka replied while warily eyeing the hallway before proceeding after her escort, grip on her rifle as tight as ever. "... and- I usually have my terminal-interface with me," she explained quickly, voice tight with embarrassment. "Howefer, I had to leave my lab for an emergency, and foolishly left it behind. It was a sloppy mistake."  she acknowledged. 

Kalinka easily kept the pace at Enker's side, frequently keeping an eye on their backs and peering ahead when they reached junctions. 

"It also keeps me updated on who is within my vicinity." she adds, "with the exception of stealthier robots, of course." Like the horror duo, Snake and Shadow. She'd yet to find a way to properly track them, but given enough time it'd be no issue. "You say you are here out of necessity- what is it that has happened?"