#wingbyte

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MORE WINGBYTE! I love this gal so much

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Wingbyte and Spine on western movie night

Poor guy can never infodump in peace!

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I REDREW THE FRIENDBOTS!! This time i finally got a round to fleshing them out too, so here i am to introduce you to the botssss (from left to right) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Chromea (Her name combines chrome (metallic shine) and chroma (intensity of color)) Originally built as a precision maintenance automaton to help in Walter Robotics, Chromea's delicate servos and detachable limbs made her perfect for working on fine mechanical details. But after decades of working and post war, she discovered a new calling — using those same precise tools to create nail art!! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ 404 Lumen (404 for error code) and lumen (unit of light) Was originally just a computer AI (Kind of like QWERTY) who was programmed to guide users through the vastness of the early Internet — illuminating forgotten corners of cyberspace and restoring lost data. Over time, a glitch occurred as the web evolved, 404 Lumen developed an obsession with online culture: streamers, and virtual personas. and eventually found their way into possessing a real automaton body ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Wingbyte (Wing cause like.. shes got wings) and (Byte, computer byte) (Not very creative i know...) Built by Becile Industries to be a Spybot during the weekend war, but after defecting, instead she uses her powers of recording any and all data to instead pirate movies and TV shows for anyone who asks.. (you can read more about Wingbyte in my pinned post on my page)

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Wingbyte rage baiting Spine in their western forum

Even if Wingbyte doesn't need to use Internet Cafes anymore, she still uses it as her fortress to bully her boyfriend <3

This was really fun to draw, here's a zoom in of whats on the screens

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Got around to making a proper Fanbot!! Shes vaguely designed around that other fanbot pic i drew for my friends and i a while back, but now she has lore and everything Any who, here's her brief lore: WINGBYTE Built in 1897 by Becile Industries to be a spy during the weekend war, she was built with large titanium wings which would be able to keep her suspended in air long enough to gather intel on the 'enemy' side..

She was equipped with hard drives, microphones, everything a bot would need to pick up any and all intel... However.. due to her picking up too many conflicting frequencies (radio broadcasts and literally anything else that was way more entertaining).. she became pretty disinterested in what was going on the surface.. and simply flew back to San Diego... Minding her own business. Post war.. Once technology caught up and films became more wide spread, WingByte started her own sneaky side business of stealing film reels and duplicating any media she would come across No matter how questionable her efforts are, WingByte was never one for conflict, and would rather sit in a movie theatre than keep military secrets... So in terms of the Walter family, she's harmless (Unless you count The Spine constantly emailing her with essays long paragraphs on the ethics of pirating.. Even though that still doesn't stop him for asking her to track down obscure westerns for him...) If any bots (both Walter and Becile made) ever need a free login for Netflix, or help trying to track down a copy of their favourite film.. 99% chance WingByte has already stolen it and has it in her possession

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This was definetly a rush job because I'm about to head into work, but I wanted to do a doodle of what I imagine Wingbyte's war form would look like I imagine she was one of many swarms of spybots, probably slapped together very quickly as Becile's side were rapidly losing copper african elephants, just built to gather as much intel as possible And after she defected she probably spent all her bootleg DVD money to be built more and more human-like in dingy mechanics garages as the years rolled on, before finally 'nesting' at Walter Robotics just at the turn of the 20th century

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Made this on the fly on Discord, now I can't stop laughing

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Digital Marketplace

--------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapters 1/3 Fandom: Steam Powered Giraffe

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Warnings Apply

Relationships: The Spine & OC

Characters: Wingbyte (Original Character), The Spine (Steam Powered Giraffe)

Additional Tags: One Shot, Unmasking, Internet Forums, Old Movies

Summary: Wingbyte tries to make a new sale for one of her bootleg VHS copies, but fumbles her way badly through the sale..

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Walter Manor, 2001

It's almost midnight at Walter Manor.. and as always.. The Spine's the only one still powered on this time of night..

Still on his secret laptop he keeps in his room aside from The Hall of Wires that he refuses to let go of.. the type of dingy tech that somehow gets heavier every time you download a file onto it even for early 2000's standards.. and it's always on the verge of short circuiting..

He hasn't told the band cause he knows he'll get made fun of.. but for the last few years.. he's been running a secret western themed blog..

He's just finished uploading another blog post.. the one where he goes into lengthy detail about his collection of VHS tapes.. and Spine's endless list of tapes and memorabilia he yearns to collect

In less than 5 minutes of uploading however.. A comment already appears under his post.. a smile appears on his face when he sees a comment pop up so quickly, he immediately clicks on it to check, wondering who commented so early...

I've noticed you've been trying to track down the directors cut of "Who Shot Liberty Valance" for a while.. if you're interested.. I might have a copy" :D -MOREWINGBYTES

His eyes widen almost comically when he reads the words “I might have a copy” the words sending a burst of excitement through him as the robot reads through the rest of the comment again just to make sure he actually read that correctly...

The Spine blinks once—then twice—as if his optical sensors need recalibration. He leans in, fingers hovering over the keyboard like a gunslinger at high noon.

"You... possess the *Liberty Valance* director’s cut? Unedited? Uncut? In working VHS format?" -NUMBR1SILVR

He types slowly, deliberately:

"Prove it. Show me the tape label and one frame of the missing campfire scene. And for Pete’s sake—don’t say ‘maybe.’ I’ve been chasing this ghost since ’78."-NUMBR1SILVR

He pauses, then adds with uncharacteristic urgency:

"...And who even are you?? Morewingbites?? Who's wings are you biting?." -NUMBR1SILVR

On my side of the screen.. cooped up in a dusty internet cafe where the coffee is cheap and the service is less than reliable.. I'm taken aback by Spines abruptness.. More often than not my customers are fairly laid back, just chasing faint memories of films which i can recover..

Unlike Spine who's practically jumping through the screen right now eager to find something so niche... Which only makes this feel weirder...

I know full well who he is.. if it wasn't for the weekend war over a century ago, then it was definitely because of Walter Robotics and Steam Powered Giraffe.. But nonetheless, he's a client like no other I suppose, and I am merely a supplier..

I type back.. Knowing if I want to make this sale, I'm gonna have to begrudgingly send evidence that I even have this tape..

"Hold your horses cowboy.. Gimmie 1 sec setting up cam now :D" -MOREWINGBITES

Real smooth Wing.. Real smooth..

Spine crosses his arms, leaning back in his chair with a smirk on his face, waiting for this mysterious "Morewingbites" to get their act together. He's intrigued, he'll admit. Not just by the promise of the rare VHS tape that's been driving him crazy for years, but by this enigmatic stranger who appears to have this abundance of media tapes of something so niche, but remains a faceless name on the screen.

He drums his fingers on the table, a rare display of impatience from the usually composed robot.

"Hurry up..." he mutters to himself.

Soon enough an attachment comes through.. The photo is pretty crap quality for the 21st century almost as if it were taken on a laptop camera.. but to Spine's shock..

That is in fact, the VHS.. 

But in the corner of the photo, there's a strange shape, almost like something... metallic?

As soon as I sent the photo.. I realise fast that's the edge of one of my wings... and I immediately pray he doesn't know what that is.. Most humans wouldn't know the shape of a robot spydrone's wings, surely Spine wouldn't know either... right?!

The Spine leans in, his green optics narrowing as he enlarges the image. He’s seen enough classified schematics, wartime drones, and rogue prototypes to recognize an anomalous shape when he sees one.

His fingers pause over the keyboard. A beat passes. Then another.

"Interesting... The tape label almost looks authentic. Faded red font? Check. Handwritten 'DO NOT PLAY BEFORE SUNSET' in block letters? As if John Ford wrote it himself—only someone who’d been *in* the vault would know that was written there."

He pauses, then types slowly—too slowly—with deliberate precision:

"...But what I’m *less* interested in is the tape."-NUMBR1SILVR

A slight tilt of his head.

"I’m more curious about that glint behind it. Hexagonal plating… curved articulation… almost like a wing joint? Hmm."

He smirks.

Listen here, ‘Morewingbites’—either you’re a very brave moth bot lost on migration night… or you’re smuggling something you shouldn’t be." -NUMBR1SILVR

Taps enter.

"Spill it: Who sent you? Becile? Or are you just a rogue frequency with good taste in Westerns?"-NUMBR1SILVR

"Crap! CRAP!! Abort mission!!"

I immediately squeal.. shutting off the computer.. almost considering burning it too just for good measure if it weren't a public setting.. I almost knock over my coffee cup in the process..

"God.. that...that was close."

I sigh.. thumping my head on the table.

I look up at the VHS tape of "Who Shot Liberty Valance", almost like it's laughing at me.. Maybe I've been alone for so many years it may as well be..

"Shut up.. don't look at me like that.."

I mutter to the tape... before slowly turning back on my computer hoping he had gotten bored and left the forum conversation..

The Spine raises an eyebrow as he watches the mysterious Morewingbite's transmission cut out suddenly, leaving the chat box dark and his unanswered question hanging. He leans back, a mix of irritation and curiosity on his face.

"Not so cocky now, are you?" he mutters under his breath, drumming his fingers on the table again.

Spine glances at the screen once more, knowing full well he's hit a nerve with his observation. He decides to gamble. Maybe a little bit of teasing would coax the mysterious Morewingbites to respond.

He sends one final message—just before he shuts down his laptop for the night:

"For the record… I don’t care if you’re Becile, bandit, or just some winged weirdo with a bootleg empire. You’ve got taste."-NUMBR1SILVR

Pauses.

"And if you ever wanna talk VHS again—without the dramatic shutdowns—I’ll be here. Midnight. Same channel.."-NUMBR1SILVR

He closes the lid slowly, a rare smirk tugging at his metallic lips.

"...And Morewingbites? Next time… hide your wings better ;)" -NUMBR1SILVR

I hear the notification go off.. and I groan when I realise this is the closest I've ever gotten to someone finding out who I am online... Oh the joys of the internet...

I shut off my computer.. I might've failed the sale tonight..

But maybe.. I might've gained the start of something more.