#develop ask

[mechanical-menagerie]

excuse me? mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry.

Develop looks down at you. The shutter of it's eye focuses, and it lowers his body down to be level with you.

"Are you lost? You seem like you're lost."

[mechanical-menagerie]

Do you ever feel trapped?

Develop shakes its head. "Never. If anything, it's them who are trapped. I feel as free as a bird." He punctuates the statement with a recorded warbler call, stomping back into the woods.

Coroner doesn't answer the question. She keeps her eye down on her folders, placing down little tabs for later reference.

Chalk's whole body jerks to the side, and a distorted and garbled laugh emitted from it's speakers. "TAKE A GUESS." Well, it sounded like that. Their vocals became more incoherent when they were angry.

Netty shrugged. "Not mentally. The whole internet can be explored, you can't be trapped there! It's infinite! Physically, sure, I guess, we aren't allowed to leave our posts and the places around us get boring, but I would say there could be worse places to be stuck."

[mechanical-menagerie]

We all know chalk would have the fattest ass

The three look between eachother.

"Who?"

[mechanical-menagerie]

Ass

Coroner seems offended. "Donkeys have nothing to do with robots."

Netty taps her on the shoulder. "Actually they mean butt. Humans are weird."

They all collectively squint at you. Save for Chalk, who is shut down in the tower. But is probably just as concerned.

[mechanical-menagerie]

🥩

You drop a raw steak at Develop's talons.

Its camera focuses, lens adjusting to look at it.

"What."

[mechanical-menagerie]

💋💋💋💋 A kiss for each bot!

Develop leans down, tilting its screen left and right before the kiss is placed near the top. He recoils back, not quite disgusted, but just... Bewildered. He hisses, but otherwise doesn't show aggression.

Coroner pauses her work momentarily to humor you, lowering herself to your level. The kiss is enough to get her ribbons to coil up a bit, and she did her best to just go right back to work once you appeared to be done. No doubt that was the first bit of affection she'd been shown in a long while.

You would have given a kiss to Chalk, but you couldn't get close enough before it managed to work all of its power into a very fierce slash across your face, a gutteral and glitching sound emitting from their speakers.

Netty made a bunch of grossed out heeby-jeeby sounds, but you manage to get a kiss to the top of her screen. She isn't happy about it, though. Muttering grumpily to herself.

[mechanical-menagerie]

Do yall know your birthdays/builddays

Develop's lens focuses. "November 13th."

Coroner waves off the question and keeps sifting through a file. The ram-skulled librarian behind her chimes in. "Hers is September 21st."

Chalk emits a distorted laugh. "I was never finished. I don't have a buildday."

"Same as P03. It's-" Netty was suddenly muted. Hm. Guess we'll never know.