#sentient78

[constantdangers]

@sentient78​ “IF I WANTED HELP, I WOULD'VE ASKED.” (@ wilson?)

The Gentleman Scientist scoffed and turned a gear around in his hand. He shook his head slightly as it snagged on his glove and he took a passing second to fiddle with the fabric. “Well it’s a good thing I’m an expert in not doing what I’m told,” He retorted, raising a brow at the automaton, “A master, even.” 

He was pretty picky in what rules he did and didn’t follow. He was relatively strict on anything that involved the safety of the other survivors and keeping from areas they previously decided as too dangerous, but he was also a curious man at heart. And that often led to stupid mistakes. For him. He’s singed his hair and scuffed his arms and gashed his face plenty of times to know as much. 

But in the long run? Terrible listener. He only learned what not to do from rigorous “testing” and frankly? He wasn’t all that afraid of WX. If they had wanted to kill him, they would have by now.

“Someone is going to have to look after you and it might as well be me,” He said and thunked the top of WX’s head with the gear, “And last time I checked, you would rather be reduced to a scrap heap than ask for help. Especially from a squishy human. Now would you sit still? It’s hard to work on something with the consistency of a metal worm.” 

Seemingly forgetting some of his bedside manners, he put one hand on their back while the other questioningly worked it’s way over their damaged chassis. Robotics was so much different than medicine but it wasn’t like WX could work on something they couldn’t see. And he sure as hell didn’t trust Willow or any of the others with the task. Wickerbottom maybe but she was no where in sight and so it was left up to him. He was too stubborn to realize he was the only one putting all of this pressure on himself.

“Honestly,” He started again, ever the consistent talker, “You act like I’m going to turn you into an experiment.” He bundled a few stray wires from the backpack next to him and held them between his teeth, muffling his words slightly as air hissed through the gaps, “I’m a good scientist!”

[littlemxtchgirl]

@sentient78​:

"OKAY, DO WE START CAUSING A MESS NOW? OR WAIT?"

“It’s gross, that’s what it is” she scoffed, leaving the half-empty glass on a nearby table and trying to look for something that wouldn’t make her pass out in a few minutes - of course, still listening to their question. Now sounded fun. Now sounded pretty good. Alcohol burns well after all, it would make a great start!

...this alcohol too? Who knows! Just a way to find out!!

          ...however...

“...we need to wait for the right moment.” Willow finally nodded sure of herself, grabbing another random glass. At least, this one didn’t smell of old grapes “I’m sure all the shadow guys are keeping their eyes on us, we need to make sure they relax and then we strike!”

[shadowedmagic]

(@sentient78) "YOU CAN'T KILL ME. I'M NOT ALIVE."

‘ hit em where it hurts ’ - accepting

     The King smiled full of teeth, wide and unnatural, staring down at the automaton in amusement with cigar in hand. They had been an interesting development, to say the least. Product of that fool who would constantly try and put his nose into places it should be avoiding. How certainly interesting.

     At the bot’s words Maxwell let out a sharp laugh, echoed by Them in form of cascading whispers. Taking a deep drag of his cigar, he leaned down to better face the bot and blew black smoke into their face.

“ You better find something to eat before night comes! ”   a mocking taunt, one said more times than he could remember ( and he had a very long memory ), one that would be said countless times more.

“ And I’m looking forward to seeing just how mistaken you are, automaton. ”

[constantdangers]

@sentient78​ Response to x

Wilson snorted and rolled his eyes playfully, hand still halfway out in the air while his other was tucked politely behind his back. “You think this is my notion of a ‘fun time’?” He asked lightly. “I’d rather be doing a million other things right now! It’s stuffy and smells much too strongly of alcohol for my tastes. But,” He started with a shrug, eyes looking off to the side and then back towards the automaton with a wild smile, “Might as well not make it miserable, right?”

Noticing them fidgeting slightly, the scientist forgoes his manners to gently tap WX with the back of his hand. “Relax. I can teach you. My parents were adamant about me knowing this sort of thing and aren’t robots supposed to be better than us humans, hm? You’ll do fine!” Especially considering he was quite rusty when it came to dancing...maybe he’d been in the Constant longer than he thought. The mere thought of it made him nervous, actually, even more so than usual for some bloody reason, but he couldn’t possibly embarrass himself more than he already did so he had that to ease his nerves at least.

Oh, he was definitely going to regret this later.

He raised his brows and bowed slightly, wiggling his fingers towards WX. “Sooo?” He trilled, “What do you say?” 

[constantdangers]

@sentient78​

“Come on, Woby! We have an investigation to do!” His cheer received a hardy bark in return and he watched his canine companion spin in excited circles, the shiny collar around her neck tinkling. He had little to no fear in most situations which often led to him putting himself into too much danger, but in this case it meant approaching a rather sadistic robot for the purpose of a few(or more) questions. Curiosity killed the cat but luckily neither he or Woby were felines! 

It had been a slow day for the two of them and what a better time to get to know one of the other survivors better? Especially one of the interesting ones! He’d gone around asking everyone else if they needed help with their plans or chores but was promptly brushed off by anyone he could find so that left him with one other not-so-person to bother: WX-78. He’d really really wanted to talk to them for some time now and the only thing that had stopped him were prior obligations. He was a Pinetree Pioneer and a Pinetree Pioneer never went back on their word! 

Handing Woby another palm full of monster jerky so he didn’t accidentally find himself face first in the dirt half way through their trek, he scrambled up onto her back and plopped his hands down onto her head, giving her a vigorous scratch between her horns. He could practically feel the gust of air caused from the swaying of her tail. “Ready?” He asked and she woofed loudly in response, “Go!” FWOOM. Her footfalls were like thunder through the base as they went to and from trying to locate the sentient robot, and if anyone was bothered with their rather noisy search he was none the wiser.

“WX!” He bellowed eagerly, and perhaps a bit forcefully to be heard over Woby’s running feet, when he saw a familiar tinge of bronze from the corner of his eye. “WX! I have something I want to ask you!” Okay, maybe ‘something’ wasn’t a good description for ‘many unrelated questions’ but he could get to that later! “Are you busy?” He asked and Woby barked in agreement, then turned to pant towards the metallic survivor and bounded closer. Maybe a little too close.

[littlemxtchgirl]

@sentient78​

☭?  [ more battle memes let’s go ; ACCEPTING ]

Battle Theme: [ vs WX-78 ] The Final Battle (Rayman 2)

Battle intro: “I’ll show you who’s a ‘minion’, around here!”

Victory: “See? I told you I could win!”

Defeat: “Tell anyone about this, and I’m going to steal your gears for another fridge! Ow...”

Assist: “Bet I can take them down before you!”

Taunt: “I can’t wait to see if you can actually melt, after this!”

Reacting to Taunt: “Who programmed you to say all of those mean things?!”

Flee: “Time out! Time out!! Someone stop that killer robot!!”

Reacting to Flee: "Wooow, you’r ereally going to run away rather than accept defeat?!”

Tie: “We should find another way to settle this, actually. This is going nowhere.”

Perfect Victory: “IN YOUR FACE, SCRAP METAL!!!!!”

Finish Move: What if Willow just spits on them. What of it.

[the-valianter-valkyriest]

(@sentient78) ‘ YOU WERE GIVEN VERY CLEAR INSTRUCTIONS NOT TO GO AND DO EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID. ’

"Yes. This is nöt unusual."

Perhaps the response would have had a bit more biting snark if it wasn't so... painfully true. It was always the same thing, wasn't it? Wigfrid, don't try to handle that Varg on your own. Wigfrid, you can't weild a torch in your mouth to take on a koalaphant in the dead of night. Wigfrid, don't pick a fight with a treeguard three times your size, even if it is pestering your campmates and making a mess of your hunting grounds.

Always the same song, just a different set of lyrics.

"And yet I stand victöriöus even despite."

Funny words coming from one who more closely resembled a stabbed bag of sand than a mighty, victorious Valkyrie.

[cease-starvation]

(@sentient78) "WHAT AM I?" (whats wolfgangs opinion i wanna see more of he)

Wolfgang took a careful look at them, from their metallic head to their plated feet and with some thought, and with his admittingly limited english vocabulary, he concluded. "Rude, but fun!"