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{Eclipse flies over to Uno, perching on his shoulder.}
*Chirp!*
- @eclipse-phoenix-2
*Uno flinches as Eclipse lands on his shoulder, looking at her confused. He lets out a surprised growl*
A Part of the Family
While not quite human at all. A robot trying to learn about why they were created, runs into Phil and his kids. They take them in and try to help her with finding herself while fixing her up.
[Part Two]
Checking Systems of Project #1076…
Arms…clear
Legs…clear
Optic System…Clear
Memory system..erRoR.
Memory Reset... ready for storage of new information
Low battery..Low Power Mode Activated
Voice module..clear
Activating…
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My eyes open with alerts scattered on my screens.
“Where am I? Who am I?” My voice was horrid. I couldn’t speak well. An alert popped on my screen. It’s fixing my voice. Touch my neck and try again.
“Hello.” My voice was smoother. The sound of it was nice. I look at my surroundings as I open my eyes. I’m surrounded by green. I look at myself and while I hear silent alarms go off in my head..I look non metal. Interesting. I scanned my surroundings to understand. Grass..oak trees..the atmosphere and wind. I try to find any reason as to why I am here but nothing. I move my hand and slowly move my legs. It took a moment but it was easy to learn. I pat myself down. I felt the cloth on my body then the words came to mind. Clothes. I had an interesting outfit on.
“Words..are coming to my mind but why can I not remember?” I look and find a blue thing among the grass. Water. A lake? Pond? I look into it. When I lean over, long black follicles almost fall into the water. I push the hair back and stare at myself. I looked curious. Optics..eyes were brown. Hair was in several long… braids. My cover..skin was brown. A light brown but brown.
“Who are you..” I asked myself. Lift myself onto my feet and start checking all of my pockets. Nothing with a name. The only things on me are a handheld transmitter,a key and tons of gear. Whoever I once was, I was prepared. My only question is how do I mange to hold so much in such small pockets. I look into the forest as I had heard something. Just as I stare into the distance as a man appears with one other.
“Hey! You’re new to the server! What’s your name?” The man with wings said with a grin. I didn’t understand what he meant so I only stood up.
“I am Project 1076. Serial Code 198D7665392. I..don’t know why I’m here.” The man’s face warped in confusion. The boy with blonde hair smiled and suddenly got excited.
“I will call you, Y/n. Got that bitch?” He sounded confident so I accepted the new name.
“Yes. Accepting new name. Y/n. Given by Tommy. Son of Phil. New word learned.. Bitch.” The man with wings panicked for a moment.
“Tommy! Don’t teach her that!” Tommy looked cheeky as if he did something.
“Anyways.. I’m Phil. This is my son Tommy. He’s slightly…eccentric.” Tommy grins and grabs my hand. He pulls away almost instantly then he took hold once again.
“Whoa..your hand is weird!” Phil scolded Tommy again but I didn’t mind. I didn’t really understand what he meant. Phil offered to take you to his home and you accepted. I followed the two back to a house in a field. I stood behind them. I didn’t want any attention drawn to me since Phil told me that he had two more kids. The moment the door opened, Tommy grabbed my hand to pull me inside. But my hand simply came off with the force. He was so surprised that he dropped my hand in front of two boys that looked almost like twins. The one with fluffy brown hair with a yellow sweater picked up my hand.
“Is this yours?” He kindly asked. I took it back attaching it to my robot arm.
“Thank you. My name is Y/n. I am Project 1076. Serial Code 198D7665392.” I respond. He laughs with an odd look on his face. The other one with pink hair and small teeth growing from his lower jaw.
“Is that an orphan?” He looked at me with red eyes as if he were almost possessed.
“Orphan..please define that.” He thought for a moment before speaking.
“Kid without parents.” I processed that and nod as I take in the new word.
“Y/n. This is Wilbur and Technoblade. Techno has origins of piglin so it makes him naturally violent sometimes. Just warning you in case it surprises you.” Phil introduces me to the boys and tells me that I can stay on the couch till he can get a room for me. I deny the room offer since I don’t need that much space but he insists even if the room is small. This will be enlightening.
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It’s been years. They all grew up and left. First Tommy,then Wilbur and then Techno. Phil left too and I followed. I still stay at the house and clean things up but the place feels like tons of abandoned memories. When I finally arrived at the cords, the place seemed to be in flames. I run down and see a huge hole. I look and find Phil in a stand with a bloodstained sword in his hands with his wings damaged beyond repair. Wilbur..was right underneath him deathly pale. I scanned him over and tried to understand but I couldn’t. What happened? I look down and see Tommy and Techno but they’re facing each other angry. I run to them almost falling.
“Technoblade? Tommy? What’s going on?” My words fell upon deaf ears as Technoblade screamed at Tommy.
“YOU WANT TO BE A HERO,TOMMY?! THEN DIE LIKE ONE!” Huge monsters spawned and red alerts blared in my ears. A new emotion updated in my system.
Fear.
“TECHNO!” I scream. He turned as he was running away. His eyes could be read as sadness and surprise but he kept running. I jump out of the way trying t avoid being decommissioned. Why is this family falling apart?
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Three years. Three years and too much has happened. Ever since I came to join the others. Tommy and his friend Tubbo have rebuild Wilbur’s old land of L’manberg. Wilbur became a ghost and Techno went into hiding. Tubbo exiled Tommy almost in cold blood thanks to Dream. They hunted him down and tried to kill him. Failed. Dream is dangerous. My system tells me that much from the data I’ve gathered. Dream,techno and Phil even blew up the country beyond recognition. Tommy even sent Dream to prison. Upon visiting him Tommy died then got brought back. Ghostbur died and Wilbur came back. After all that’s happened. I don’t know if I want to remember my past. Tubbo runs a new country, Snowchester. It’s cold and I have to wear warm clothes since my body will freeze then break down. I currently sit with Phil tapping my fingers staring out the window.
“Phil,this family is broken and I’m not even a part of it.” Phil stopped brewing and sighed.
“Don’t say that.” I look at him.
“Phil. Evidence tells that Tommy is being manipulated by Wilbur and has learned to not trust his family. Upon visiting him with Technoblade in exile, Techno only mocked and made fun of him. Wilbur has forced his ideals onto him, Wilbur came back from the dead with vengeance, he hasn’t cared for whomever he hurts as he believes he’s always in power. Techno has his voices but he still does things completely on his own. Taunting Tommy, Blowing up the one place people care about with the biggest manipulative person here. And me? I was left to tend to that house in the fields. Besides, I’m not even related to any one you.” I tell him. Phil sighs and taps his chin.
“Family goes beyond blood. You don’t have to be of the same blood.” Phil explains half heartedly. I get up and look at him. His eyes were tired and confused as to what I was doing.
“I’m grateful then. I’m glad to be part of the family. I will be leaving now. Goodbye Phil. Give these to Tommy, Wilbur and Technoblade. Tell Tommy he’s stronger than he knows, Tell Wilbur that I will never forgive him for what he’s done to Tommy. And tell Techno..I hope his voices become quieter.” I hand him the letters, I gave wrote to them. I leave out the door and Phil calls to me. I ignore him. I need to know what’s happened to me before I met them. I will not find out being around them any longer.
It’s my turn to go ahead and leave them behind.
TAT- A brainwashed/programmed whumpee gets released from captivity. The rescuer believes they are doing a good thing but they are unaware that the whumpee has had their entire memory wiped & remembers nothing about their home or where they came from or who they are. They take the whumpee so far before telling them that they're safe now & to go home. The whumpee having no place to go & not knowing where home is & just walking from place to place, never truly belonging anywhere.
My heart 💔 this one is so sad but so good!
Bad Things Happen #16, 4th Continuation. (Bounty Hunter)
So, before I forget, let’s tag @waddles03 for wanting another post on this and BOI I like where I’ve taken it. I hope you do too. I’ll put up all 3 links, but if you click the third one, you can find your way to the first. one.
Part 3
Part 2
Part 1
Et voila. Hope you like it!
Bounty Hunter’s thoughts were dull and incoherent as they came around to the sound of Hero repeatedly calling their name.
"[Child]..." they murmured.
"Pull yourself together, there's more important things going on right now than- whatever you're spouting," Hero said. "For starters, why the hell did you give me over to [Villain]? I trusted you!"
Bounty Hunter winced deeply and raised their head with careful movements. "I… I had no choice. [Child], [Villain] threatened to take my kid if I didn't."
"I'm guessing they shot you in the leg too?" Hero murmured. "Dammit!"
Bounty Hunter let their head fall back against the board. "I was trying to keep them safe… It's all I've ever tried to do. But that doesn’t matter now. [Villain]’s going to kill them- this is all my fault!"
"Hey, no, shut up. Only I'm allowed to say this is your fault. Blaming yourself isn't helping anyone. Now use that head of yours and tell me what [Villain]'s planning.” "I.I don’t know. They just want you alive and-"
The door slammed open. "Fully functioning!" Villain declared. "Finally, I have both of you right where I need you."
"You’re not going to get away with this!" Hero snapped, trying to break out of their metal restraints with sheer strength.
Villain smirked, "I already have. I have your bodies. Now I just need your minds."
Realization struck Bounty Hunter like a Hammer. "Our Memories… No. No! You’re not taking my memories! No, go to hell!"
Villain laughed as they started struggling for all they were worth. And it amounted to nothing. They grabbed them by the jaw. "Only the episodic ones, don't worry. You'll forget everything you are and have done. You’re first, then [Hero]."
No, no please!" Bounty Hunter pleaded. "You can’t take them from me! My kid!"
"If you cared about your little brat that much you wouldn't be in this occupation and pissing me off by taking my men! It's your own fault. I gave you a chance and you threw it away for… this." Villain gestured sloppily towards Hero.
"You mean had a conscience?!" Hero shot at them.
"Hush! It's not your turn yet," Villain hissed, catching Hero in the face with a sharp slap.
Bounty Hunter clenched their jaw and tried to hide how their body began to tremble.
They desperately tried to reason with them. "You have them now, give me a second chance-"
"To try to stop me?!" Villain scoffs. "Or would you rather I take your kid instead, keep them as a hostage for the rest of your life? No, I didn't think so. Since you've decided to make things harder for yourself, I now want you to give yourself up to me. Tell me to take your memories."
"That's enough!" Hero bellowed. "Stop it, you sick piece of-"
"I'm sick? Who is the one selling people like livestock?! Tell me to wipe your memories, [Bounty Hunter], or you're going to find yourself having no one to forget. Give yourself up, accept you've messed up and you're mine now!"
Bounty Hunter couldn't hide their shaking now, the tears slipping past their defences.
"You'll. You'll leave my kid alone?"
"You've my word."
"[Villain], stay away from them, I mean it! You've got me now. I'm the powerful one- leave them alone. You gain nothing by having them-"
"Satisfaction, dear [Hero]. And that is all I ask. [Bounty Hunter] will be my lackey, servant, pet, whatever you want to call them. Now say it!"
Bounty Hunter was quiet for a moment despite Hero shouting and straining themselves, summoning their power but with the restrictors on, there was little more than a candle flame's worth. "Hang on!" Here shouted, but it was no good.
"Then… take them… my memories, take them. At least I won't remember this guilt."
Villain grinned and placed their hands on either side of Bounty Hunter's temple.
"Out with the old, and in with the new."
"[Child]..." they whispered before they fell limp.
Hero screamed, focusing all of their power to the point of burning themselves out. They roared as the candle became stronger and stronger. Villain could do nothing about it, too focused on Bounty Hunter, as though hypnotized as they wiped their every memory. Leaving behind only the body and its skills.
Hero screamed as the air around them exploded with energy, throwing Villain backward with a yell. They hit their head and the forces had them unconscious. Hero's bonds were gone. They staggered over to Bounty Hunter, trying to undo their bonds, but as burned out as they were, it was impossible. They were going to have to leave them, maybe Villain hadn't been able to replace their memories, maybe later they could help. Could Villain still give them new memories? Hero wasn't sure.
"I'm sorry. I'll come back for you soon. Hang on, please hang on. Remember, [Bounty Hunter], please remember."
twelve + clara // you’re relieved, soldier
if this is a flag, that means that you are a soldier, ...wounded in a forgotten war thousands of years ago. But they've worked on you, haven't they, son? State of the art phase camouflage... personal teleporter. And all that tech inside you, it just won't let you die, will it? It won't let the war end. It just won't let you stop until the war is over. The clock has stopped. You're relieved, soldier.
{S-5 is lurking around the lairs.}
- @subject-5
*Uno wanders around the lair, taking things in his hands, inspecting them before putting them back again. He tries to find something that could help him remember*
*Hiero came running in with flapjack in tow*"
Flapjack can talk!
*Uno stares to both*
"How many are living in this lair?! Who are you?"