Proto

H-HALLO! I AM PROTO! I LIKE B-BLOOD AND DANC-CING!!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

what's ur favorite music for dancing??

I L-LOVE THE SOUNDS-S THIS ONE MAK-K-KES!

SO FUNKAY!!!

🩸PROTOS TUNES-S!! 🩸

[physically-bloody-medibot]

yaaayy, hi Proto!!

*talks for a long time in a very strange, broken german, actively gesturing*

was denkst du?

Not much

(translation: what do you think?)

[physically-bloody-medibot]

*Me banging my hand on the metaphorical glass* ARE U ALIVE IN THERE?! SHOULD I SEND SOMEONE IN?! ARE WE ALL GOOD???

All Good!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

wait can proto swim

No, but he can drown really well! 👍

[physically-bloody-medibot]

MEDI BOT!!!!!

I gift thee a repair to be fully waterproof so you can swim in this pool of blood I got ya!!

YOU FOOL!!! PROTO MAY BE WATER-PROOF, BUT HE IS NOT DROWING-PROOF!!!!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

omg!!1!1!1! hewwo-hewwo-hewwo!1!1!1 how are u???? what's new???? :0000 /g /superpos

HALLO-O HAL-LLO HALLO!!!!! I A-AM VERY GUT! I I HAVE A-AWAKED FROM A NA-AP IS ALL!!! <:D

[physically-bloody-medibot]

H-HALLO?

[physically-bloody-medibot]

POOF!

PROTO SUDDENLY HAS WINGS!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

what is in your robot brain

I must know

[physically-bloody-medibot]

*places a small frog in the palm of your hand*

S-SO…TINY…

[physically-bloody-medibot]

Excuse my intrusiveness, fellow… uh…

[clears throat passive aggressively]

“medic”… but what are you made of? And run on? Is it Australium? Can I SEE?

[mentally-amoral-armourer]

(- @physically-bloody-medibot )

[It had been a fairly uneventful day for Flick. No one had come by for repairs, nothing unusual or wacky had happened, just a normal, completely regular day.]

[Which led to quite the shock when an unfamiliar robot seemed to pop right into existence in front of them.]

“Holy fuck, where did you come from!?”

[He exclaims, clamouring to their feet out of surprise. Taking a pause to compose himself, he clears his throat, before continuing.]

“Ahem, I mean to say. Why might you be here? And how did you get in? I could’ve sworn I had the door locked…”

[They muse, taking the opportunity to observe the newcomer. A medibot, he guesses. Quite an unusual one, though. They aren’t normally so short, or so… bloody. Though annoyingly enough, the robot still stands taller than the man, who takes note of the odd construction of the being before them.]

“And… If I may ask. Who exactly are you?”

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[mentally-amoral-armourer]

“You… broke it down. Of course.”

[He feels he should’ve been angrier than they were about the door, but they only found himself mystified at the strange robot.]

“Proto, you say? I must admit, it is… interesting to meet you. Out of the few robots I have met, I don’t believe I’ve encountered any such as yourself, yes? Apologies for my… initial reaction.”

[On instinct, they offer a handshake to the robot, as he was always brought up to do. Despite the calm exterior, he still seems rather shaken…]

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[physically-bloody-medibot]

Y'know, other than you meeting Defender recently, when's the last time you even left the factory?

[mentally-amoral-armourer]

(- @physically-bloody-medibot )

[It had been a fairly uneventful day for Flick. No one had come by for repairs, nothing unusual or wacky had happened, just a normal, completely regular day.]

[Which led to quite the shock when an unfamiliar robot seemed to pop right into existence in front of them.]

“Holy fuck, where did you come from!?”

[He exclaims, clamouring to their feet out of surprise. Taking a pause to compose himself, he clears his throat, before continuing.]

“Ahem, I mean to say. Why might you be here? And how did you get in? I could’ve sworn I had the door locked…”

[They muse, taking the opportunity to observe the newcomer. A medibot, he guesses. Quite an unusual one, though. They aren’t normally so short, or so… bloody. Though annoyingly enough, the robot still stands taller than the man, who takes note of the odd construction of the being before them.]

“And… If I may ask. Who exactly are you?”

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[physically-bloody-medibot]

Looks like your doing good!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

V is walking through the woods again.

Last time she didn't really have a destination, she just wanted fresh air. She's in a much better mood this time, since she's on her way to see Sammy.

Every once in a while she stops, screwdriver in hand, and scores a tree on her path to the abandoned building.

Just in case.

V steps into a clearing and spots the factory through the trees. She picks up her pace to come up to it.

- @emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[Even while approaching the dilapidated building, something about the aura was off, and deeply so. It was eerily silent apon approach, and the doors to the factory seemed to be locked. The windows and cracks in the old building all seem to be boarded up. Someone was keeping people out.]

[or keeping someone inside.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V stops.

Oh no.

For a split second, her instinct is to run. To prevent getting chased or injured by simply avoiding the whole situation.

But Sammy might be in there.

I guess I'm breaking in.

You did this all the time at home. It's the same thing. Check every entrance, and find the weak link, right?

She begins creeping around the perimeter of the building, looking for a particularly pitiful lock or a poorly boarded window. Somebody has to make sure Sammy is okay.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[Apon rounding the building, there was a single window that was hastily boarded up, using tape and glitter glue instead of nails and bolts. The cold breeze tugged the weak boards, causing one to fall at V's feet with a pathetic whump.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

There we go!

Don't screw this up.

She starts pulling the sparkly boards off of the window and setting them gently on the ground. She's trying to be as quiet as possible.

With the window completely unboarded and a smoke bomb in hand, V peers into the factory.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[As soon as V stuck her head into the now clear window, she was immideadley hit with the stench of decaying flesh and iron. It was nauseating. The factory was dark and eerie, seeming like it was straight out of a horror movie. Now that V was closerto the factory, some faint sounds could be heard, those being the rhythmic dripping of some kind of liquid, and mechanical whirring.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

The alarm bells and warning sirens were sounding in her head. Every new detail she picked up on made her heart sink further and further into her stomach.

She wants to run. Every part of her is just screaming to get out of there. The darkness, the smell, the sounds, it feels like looking into a death trap.

Every part of her wants to run, except for her heart. Sammy might be in there. Sammy might be terrified or injured or both!

If, out of the two of them, the hired killer is scared, V can't imagine how he must be feeling.

So she takes the first step inward, trying her best to stay silent.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[The walls are coated in a dark dry substance, and the floor is disgustingly sticky on V's shoes. The deeper in she goes, the harder it gets to see. The factory itself is darker than ever due to the boarded up windows. No natural light. The hall ahead was pitch black.]

[Until three red dots flickered on.]

WH-HO ARE YOU.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Nonononono what is that?!

Think. Save your skin.

"A f-friend. Hopefully." Her voice is shaking. In fact her whole body is trembling. Can it see her? Did it hear her? Can she outrun it?

Would respawn save her?

Her grip tightens on the smoke bomb in her hand, though she's careful not to pop it preemptively.

This place is horrible I hate this so much I gotta get out of here.

Get out with Sammy.

Get out of here with Sammy.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[the lights tilt]

F-F-FRIEND?...FRIE-END...HALL-LO FRIEND!!!

[The figure approaches quickly, appearing like it's about to lunge, but simply hugs her instead...it's arms are wet..]

IT HAS BEE-EN SO LONG SINCE I HAD VISI-ITORS!! HOW DID-D YOU GET IN? WHY ARE-E YOU HERE? WHO ARE YO-OU?

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V's whole body stiffens as she's hugged. The smoke bomb in her hand just barely doesn't pop from her suddenly holding onto it for dear life.

She was expecting to be injured or maimed not... liked? She tries to shake off the horrible scare. And not to think about the fact that whatever liquid this is is seeping into her jacket. Towards her skin.

She's heard enough of it speaking to determine that it's a robot, but that isn't doing much for her right now.

Lie.

Unfortunately she doesn't think of a plausible lie quickly enough. This robot is probably friendly anyway, right?

"I-I'm looking for Sammy? Maybe you know h-him. I'm V. Just V."

She doesn't answer how she got in. She can't give away her escape point if it doesn't know it already.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

S..

[the bot pauses. Sammy..a human wants to see Sammy? Does she want to take him away? Does she want to hurt him? No, it can't be. She seems friendly...?]

....SURE.....FOLLOW ME-E, V.

[The bot says with palpable skepticism, slowly whirring backwards down the hall.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

It's a trap. It's a trap. You need to run you need to go leaveleaveleave--

But she manages to plant one foot in front of the other and follow.

This is such a bad idea.

Sammy.

"So, do you... know who Proto is? Sammy said he was his best friend last time I talked to him. I haven't gotten to say hello."

She's simultaneously trying to keep her voice steady and not to step in anything especially gross.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[The short machine stops and tilts it's head.]

I-I AM PRO-OTO! IT IS HA-ARD TO SEE IN HE-ERE, JA?

[It seems to shrug, turning a corner quickly and motioning for V to follow closer. The stench gets nearly unbearable.]

SAMMY IS-S MY BESTEST FRIEND IN T-THE WHO-O-OLE WIDEST FACTO-ORY! HE TALK-KS LOTS AND I-I LIKE HIS STORIES.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Of course!

Well... Not quite a worm.

"Oh I see! He didn't really tell me how you looked anyway I suppose."

V goes to take a deep breath to relax, since Proto seems to be friendly, but she catches the smell again. That horrid smell.

She coughs once or twice, trying not to react too much.

"I can't believe I forgot about the smell until right then. Can you even tell it's there?"

Robots don't need to smell, right?

[physically-bloody-medibot]

OH! JA, I CAN. I-I LIKE IT!! VERY RE-EFRESHING.

[he wheels up to a beaten and scratched door and points to it calmly]

SAMMY IS-S IN THERE! BE CAREFUL THOUGH...H-HE IS SLEEPING.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"I see... Interesting."

Refreshing?! The smell of blood is refreshing to Proto?

Weird.

"I will... Be gentle."

Sleeping?

V pushes open the door slowly and looks inside. She doesn't see Sammy at a glance, so she pokes her head inward and tries to look through the poor lighting.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

SEE? HE I-IS OVER.....

[The bot peeks in and points to a corner, but quickly falls silent.]

S-SAMMY?

[It suddenly zooms inside, shoving V in the process. It snaps it's head around frantically, searching for him. ]

SAMMY!?!? NO-o-ONO, WHE-ERE-E AR-r-E YOU?! SAMM-M-Y!!!!

[It cries out, feeling around in the darkness where Sammy is supposed to be. With a creak of an absent neck, it turns to V]

did you take him?

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V stumbles from the push but manages to stay on her feet. She watches Proto scramble. She can't tell where he might've gone.

'did you take him?'

Her face drops and she suffers her feet to give herself a better position.

"Me? I didn't take him! I- I-- Why would I?"

She's still holding the smoke bomb but now she's trying to figure out when she needs to throw it.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[slowly turning to face V completely, Proto unsheathes his claws]

Nein... i know you took him away. He was just sleeping. Maybe you wanted to t-take him apart or deactivate him for good. I k-k-know you took him..

[with a loud mechanical hiss, Proto lunges toward V, teeth bared]

HO-OW COUL-LD YOU!!

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Her feet have turned her around and have her speeding off before she can even think.

Shitshitshit get out of here before that thing kills you!

Her smoke bomb explodes as she slams it down on the ground behind her, leaving behind a huge smoke cloud. She changes her direction with the line of sight broken and keeps running.

Her path is still predictable though. She's going out the same way she came in.

This was such a bad idea you're gonna die V gogogo get out!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[protos blinks repeatedly to get the smoke out of his eyes, but despite this he is rendered blind]

[but it's not like he need this eyes to sense fresh blood.]

[ Proto sniffs the air a few times, before rushing out of the smoke and blindly racing towards V, it's wheel skidding on a few piles of blood. He lets out a loud glitchy roar and instantly falls flat on his face]

N-NO! NO!

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V hears Proto crash to the ground and doesn't dare look back. She's taking the blessing with gratitude and booking it out of there.

Only now does she really begin to think about why this factory might be covered in blood. It certainly wasn't Sammy.

Just a few more turns and you'll be outside in the daylight.

Don't look just keep running.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[With a monstrous growl, Proto pushes himself back on his wheel and careens toward V, eyes glowing brightly. ]

HOW C-COULD YOU TA-AKE SAMMY!?!?

H-HOW COULD YO-O-OU TAKE MY FRI-IEND?!?

[it sobs as it trails behind her]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

The poor guy.

He's trying to kill you!

She keeps running and doesn't say anything to defend herself. Everything is focused on running.

She spots the light pouring from the window she opened and runs for it. She tosses a projector out back into the darkness before beginning to climb out of the building.

The little box skids across the floor and begins playing pre-recorded voicelines as well as projecting a hologram of V above it.

The device plays out, "Catch me if you can!"

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[Proto immideadley locks onto the projection and lunged at it, painfully smashing his claws and face into the floor. He blinks confusedly and slashes at the light show before him. Distraction successful]

[physically-bloody-medibot]

V is walking through the woods again.

Last time she didn't really have a destination, she just wanted fresh air. She's in a much better mood this time, since she's on her way to see Sammy.

Every once in a while she stops, screwdriver in hand, and scores a tree on her path to the abandoned building.

Just in case.

V steps into a clearing and spots the factory through the trees. She picks up her pace to come up to it.

- @emotionally-helpful-illusionist

[Even while approaching the dilapidated building, something about the aura was off, and deeply so. It was eerily silent apon approach, and the doors to the factory seemed to be locked. The windows and cracks in the old building all seem to be boarded up. Someone was keeping people out.]

[or keeping someone inside.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V stops.

Oh no.

For a split second, her instinct is to run. To prevent getting chased or injured by simply avoiding the whole situation.

But Sammy might be in there.

I guess I'm breaking in.

You did this all the time at home. It's the same thing. Check every entrance, and find the weak link, right?

She begins creeping around the perimeter of the building, looking for a particularly pitiful lock or a poorly boarded window. Somebody has to make sure Sammy is okay.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[Apon rounding the building, there was a single window that was hastily boarded up, using tape and glitter glue instead of nails and bolts. The cold breeze tugged the weak boards, causing one to fall at V's feet with a pathetic whump.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

There we go!

Don't screw this up.

She starts pulling the sparkly boards off of the window and setting them gently on the ground. She's trying to be as quiet as possible.

With the window completely unboarded and a smoke bomb in hand, V peers into the factory.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[As soon as V stuck her head into the now clear window, she was immideadley hit with the stench of decaying flesh and iron. It was nauseating. The factory was dark and eerie, seeming like it was straight out of a horror movie. Now that V was closerto the factory, some faint sounds could be heard, those being the rhythmic dripping of some kind of liquid, and mechanical whirring.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

The alarm bells and warning sirens were sounding in her head. Every new detail she picked up on made her heart sink further and further into her stomach.

She wants to run. Every part of her is just screaming to get out of there. The darkness, the smell, the sounds, it feels like looking into a death trap.

Every part of her wants to run, except for her heart. Sammy might be in there. Sammy might be terrified or injured or both!

If, out of the two of them, the hired killer is scared, V can't imagine how he must be feeling.

So she takes the first step inward, trying her best to stay silent.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[The walls are coated in a dark dry substance, and the floor is disgustingly sticky on V's shoes. The deeper in she goes, the harder it gets to see. The factory itself is darker than ever due to the boarded up windows. No natural light. The hall ahead was pitch black.]

[Until three red dots flickered on.]

WH-HO ARE YOU.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Nonononono what is that?!

Think. Save your skin.

"A f-friend. Hopefully." Her voice is shaking. In fact her whole body is trembling. Can it see her? Did it hear her? Can she outrun it?

Would respawn save her?

Her grip tightens on the smoke bomb in her hand, though she's careful not to pop it preemptively.

This place is horrible I hate this so much I gotta get out of here.

Get out with Sammy.

Get out of here with Sammy.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[the lights tilt]

F-F-FRIEND?...FRIE-END...HALL-LO FRIEND!!!

[The figure approaches quickly, appearing like it's about to lunge, but simply hugs her instead...it's arms are wet..]

IT HAS BEE-EN SO LONG SINCE I HAD VISI-ITORS!! HOW DID-D YOU GET IN? WHY ARE-E YOU HERE? WHO ARE YO-OU?

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V's whole body stiffens as she's hugged. The smoke bomb in her hand just barely doesn't pop from her suddenly holding onto it for dear life.

She was expecting to be injured or maimed not... liked? She tries to shake off the horrible scare. And not to think about the fact that whatever liquid this is is seeping into her jacket. Towards her skin.

She's heard enough of it speaking to determine that it's a robot, but that isn't doing much for her right now.

Lie.

Unfortunately she doesn't think of a plausible lie quickly enough. This robot is probably friendly anyway, right?

"I-I'm looking for Sammy? Maybe you know h-him. I'm V. Just V."

She doesn't answer how she got in. She can't give away her escape point if it doesn't know it already.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

S..

[the bot pauses. Sammy..a human wants to see Sammy? Does she want to take him away? Does she want to hurt him? No, it can't be. She seems friendly...?]

....SURE.....FOLLOW ME-E, V.

[The bot says with palpable skepticism, slowly whirring backwards down the hall.]

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

It's a trap. It's a trap. You need to run you need to go leaveleaveleave--

But she manages to plant one foot in front of the other and follow.

This is such a bad idea.

Sammy.

"So, do you... know who Proto is? Sammy said he was his best friend last time I talked to him. I haven't gotten to say hello."

She's simultaneously trying to keep her voice steady and not to step in anything especially gross.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[The short machine stops and tilts it's head.]

I-I AM PRO-OTO! IT IS HA-ARD TO SEE IN HE-ERE, JA?

[It seems to shrug, turning a corner quickly and motioning for V to follow closer. The stench gets nearly unbearable.]

SAMMY IS-S MY BESTEST FRIEND IN T-THE WHO-O-OLE WIDEST FACTO-ORY! HE TALK-KS LOTS AND I-I LIKE HIS STORIES.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Of course!

Well... Not quite a worm.

"Oh I see! He didn't really tell me how you looked anyway I suppose."

V goes to take a deep breath to relax, since Proto seems to be friendly, but she catches the smell again. That horrid smell.

She coughs once or twice, trying not to react too much.

"I can't believe I forgot about the smell until right then. Can you even tell it's there?"

Robots don't need to smell, right?

[physically-bloody-medibot]

OH! JA, I CAN. I-I LIKE IT!! VERY RE-EFRESHING.

[he wheels up to a beaten and scratched door and points to it calmly]

SAMMY IS-S IN THERE! BE CAREFUL THOUGH...H-HE IS SLEEPING.

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

"I see... Interesting."

Refreshing?! The smell of blood is refreshing to Proto?

Weird.

"I will... Be gentle."

Sleeping?

V pushes open the door slowly and looks inside. She doesn't see Sammy at a glance, so she pokes her head inward and tries to look through the poor lighting.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

SEE? HE I-IS OVER.....

[The bot peeks in and points to a corner, but quickly falls silent.]

S-SAMMY?

[It suddenly zooms inside, shoving V in the process. It snaps it's head around frantically, searching for him. ]

SAMMY!?!? NO-o-ONO, WHE-ERE-E AR-r-E YOU?! SAMM-M-Y!!!!

[It cries out, feeling around in the darkness where Sammy is supposed to be. With a creak of an absent neck, it turns to V]

did you take him?

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V stumbles from the push but manages to stay on her feet. She watches Proto scramble. She can't tell where he might've gone.

'did you take him?'

Her face drops and she suffers her feet to give herself a better position.

"Me? I didn't take him! I- I-- Why would I?"

She's still holding the smoke bomb but now she's trying to figure out when she needs to throw it.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[slowly turning to face V completely, Proto unsheathes his claws]

Nein... i know you took him away. He was just sleeping. Maybe you wanted to t-take him apart or deactivate him for good. I k-k-know you took him..

[with a loud mechanical hiss, Proto lunges toward V, teeth bared]

HO-OW COUL-LD YOU!!

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

Her feet have turned her around and have her speeding off before she can even think.

Shitshitshit get out of here before that thing kills you!

Her smoke bomb explodes as she slams it down on the ground behind her, leaving behind a huge smoke cloud. She changes her direction with the line of sight broken and keeps running.

Her path is still predictable though. She's going out the same way she came in.

This was such a bad idea you're gonna die V gogogo get out!

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[protos blinks repeatedly to get the smoke out of his eyes, but despite this he is rendered blind]

[but it's not like he need this eyes to sense fresh blood.]

[ Proto sniffs the air a few times, before rushing out of the smoke and blindly racing towards V, it's wheel skidding on a few piles of blood. He lets out a loud glitchy roar and instantly falls flat on his face]

N-NO! NO!

[emotionally-helpful-illusionist]

V hears Proto crash to the ground and doesn't dare look back. She's taking the blessing with gratitude and booking it out of there.

Only now does she really begin to think about why this factory might be covered in blood. It certainly wasn't Sammy.

Just a few more turns and you'll be outside in the daylight.

Don't look just keep running.

[physically-bloody-medibot]

[With a monstrous growl, Proto pushes himself back on his wheel and careens toward V, eyes glowing brightly. ]

HOW C-COULD YOU TA-AKE SAMMY!?!?

H-HOW COULD YO-O-OU TAKE MY FRI-IEND?!?

[it sobs as it trails behind her]