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MURDER DRONES RP BLOG !!SFW ONLY!!

[unhinged-scientist]

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!!THIS IS A RP BLOG, CREATED TO HAVE FUN AND INTERACT WITH FRIENDS AND THE COMMUNITY, IT IS NOT MEANT TO OFFEND OR INSULT ANY PERSONS BELIEFS OR IDEOLOGIES, IT'S A RP BLOG FOR AN OC TO HAVE FUN!!

Anyways, have fun interacting! Main Blog: @silverjester22

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Chosen Name: Ami Given Nickname: Omi, Red Haired One, Scientist Lady, Hatsune Miku Age: 37 Pronouns: She/It Sexuality: Lesbian Relationship Status: Nonexistent

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Tags #ami answers answering asks #ami reblogs for reblogs #ami rambles for unlabeled rambles #unhinged scientist rps new tag for rps #blog of an unhinged scientist general blog tag #ami mod utters when the mod of Ami talks

// Mod talks in slashes/tags //

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Extra Notes Ami answers asks while she's in her lab unless it has been stated she is elsewhere, she normally has the lights off in her lab so you can assume it's normally dark for her. Yes this means she is very susceptible to flashbangs. She lives with her roommate 009, who you can talk to on the @ethereal-botanist blog.

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!!THIS BLOG IS SFW ONLY!! !!ANY ASKS THAT ARE EXPLICIT OR TOO SUGGESTING WILL BE IGNORED AND DELETED AND WILL EVENTUALLY BE BLOCKED IF THEY ARE TO CONTINUE!! !!SLIGHTLY SUGGESTIVE OR JUST NORMAL SUGGESTIVE THINGS ARE OKAY BECAUSE AMI IS AN ADULT, HOWEVER, THE MOD OF THIS BLOG IS A MINOR, SO NOTHING THAT WOULD BE TOO MUCH PLEASE AND THANK YOU!!

[unhinged-scientist]

// it is time.. mweheheheheheheh..MWHAHAHAH- *deteriorates* //

Cozmic stood alone in the snow. She held the side of her stomach, her wounds still open. A long, fresh train of oil followed her with every step she struggled to take. She couldn't see straight. Her visor lagged and glitched. How long had it been since she was taken? Days? Months? She had lost all count. Shocking her CPU hasn't given out on her already. Every part of her body was dreaded with agonizing pain. She looked into the distance, seeing nothing but fog and floods of snow. She was giving everything not to give up.

//I'm eating cookies and chocolate milk while writing this hehehehehehehehehe//

An oil trail was nothing out of the ordinary, not recently at least. But an oil trail this fresh, this thick, and this long would have caught the attention of anydrone. Especially one that was looking for bodies to loot. Ami had been following the trail for so long that the idea that she had somehow gone the wrong way was floating around in her CPU. Well, it was too late to turn back now, plus, the oil was still fresh, so she had to be going the right way. The anticipation and mystery of what this bleeding thing could be filled Ami with a twisted determination to find its corpse.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Cozmic stopped in her tracks. the drone could feel her body start to give out on her. She coughed up oil, adding to the black staining the snow beneath her. The weather was especially harsh today. it was almost as if the world was against her as well. Cozmic looked around, observing her surroundings. still nothing. and yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling, like she was being followed. The Snow wisped by her, she felt blinded by the foggy air.

[unhinged-scientist]

The wind and snow had picked up, foretelling a harsh storm brewing above. Ami moved her goggles over her visor so she could continue to track the oil before the snow covered it up. The ideas of what the source could be made a smile creep onto the twin tailed Drone's face. The oil was still fresh as she continued to follow, still warm, but whatever it was will have to stop soon, will have to drop, will have to die. Ami was hoping it was an injured Disassembly Drone, or even a Solver infected Drone, as she could get the most amount of desired data out of their CPU. The only challenge was getting it before the code was deleted or before it could "die" as well.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Just when the wind picked up, Cozmics legs gave out on her. The drone collapsed to the ground. She sat in the snow, Her legs to the side and her arms barely holding her up. oil began to pool beneath her like a crime scene. Any other drone would have been dead long ago. How was this kid still alive? its almost like the AS doesn't want her to die. it just wont. A pang of hurt struck through the side of her stomach, causing the child cry out in pain. She always hated letting people see her hurt. But its not like anybody was there, anyway.

[unhinged-scientist]

Ami stops dead in her tracks, being taken completely off guard by the sound. Had she heard that right? No, no of course not. A child couldn't get this far with this much bleeding, it had to have been a trick of the wind or something. Something. But... Ami shakes her head and continues following the oil trail, even if this thing was a child, or, something along those lines, Ami still had a job to do. And that was to scavenge the corpse and take it back to her lab for research. A single orange ball of light cuts through the fog like a hot knife through butter, ominous and foreboding. The storm was upon them, it was going to have to be a quick 'grab and go' once Ami found the source. At least, that was her plan now.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Suddenly, an orange light pierces through the fog. Cozmic turned her head trying to distinguish what it could be. The damage done to her visor made it almost impossible to see past the glitching. Was that orange or yellow? God she hoped it wasn't yellow. She stared at the ominous figure that was slowly approaching her. unable to do anything except stare, the pink light from her optics, flickering and dim.

[unhinged-scientist]

// GUH I EXIST AGAIN I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT // 

Ami lowered herself slightly as she continued to stalk the source of the oil trail. Then, in the dense fog and snow, Ami saw a figure. As she approached, the figure remained motionless, dead or unconscious? With all this snow, she couldn’t really tell. But what she could tell was that it was a Drone. The thing was covered in oil, dress torn and ruined, long hair matter and soaked. Like a victim of a god-awful crime. Ami couldn’t get a good age range on the Drone because of the storm, so, instead of stalling any longer, she picked up the light body and hoisted it over her shoulder, using her hair to help keep balance. The Drone was still warm to the touch, so maybe she could get it home fast enough to extract a good amount of data from its CPU, a great amount even. With a quick nod to herself, Ami hurried off.

Time for the fun to begin.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

The minute Cozmic was lifted, Her body couldn't handle it anymore. A small lag sound escaped right before the small drones CPU completely shut off, limply being carried over the strange drones shoulder. Her visor didn't display a "FATAL ERROR". It was pitch black and destroyed. Warm, dark oil leaked and stained Ami's.. mostly white coat. She looked horrible. how could any drone survive in a state like that?

//LOLOL ITS OK DW//

[unhinged-scientist]

Getting back didn't take much time, even with the snow slowing them down. The twin tailed Drone didn't dare to waste more time than what she already had, she wasn't aware if 009 had gotten back yet. The silence of the house gave the impression that she was alone. Quickly, she brought Cozmic to the basement, to her lab. It was dark like usual, though a few TV screens that were powered emitted a dim creepy light. Ami used her hair to turn on the overhead examination light, adjusting the brightness ever so slightly to be more comfortable for her visual sensors. Placing the child on the table, Ami examined them a bit more while she worked with the restraints. It was a child, a ping of guilt shot its way through the red haired Drone's system. How long had they been like this? Their outfit was completely ruined, their visor basically destroyed, and their body covered in scratches and gashes. Most likely a victim of a Murder Drone, just lucky enough to escape but unlucky enough to succumb to their injuries. Ami bowed her head as she tied the leather belts around the poor girl's arms, legs, and waist. She had learned from past experiences that even if a Drone is dead, poking around in their CPU can cause them to twitch and thrash around. After she was done with the set up, she went over to a TV and dragged it over, the wheels on it's stand squeaked as it moved along. She was about to hook Cozmic up to it when her audio sensors pinged a notification. The door upstairs had been opened, which meant 009 was home. Ami groaned as she dropped the cable, she couldn't continue the procedure until 009 was out of the house. The noises digging around in the kid's CPU could make 009 think Ami is torturing a literal child, and she couldn't have that. The twin tailed Drone scurries off, up the stairs and locks the door behind her, leaving Cozmic on her own for the time being.

[unhinged-scientist]

// it is time.. mweheheheheheheh..MWHAHAHAH- *deteriorates* //

Cozmic stood alone in the snow. She held the side of her stomach, her wounds still open. A long, fresh train of oil followed her with every step she struggled to take. She couldn't see straight. Her visor lagged and glitched. How long had it been since she was taken? Days? Months? She had lost all count. Shocking her CPU hasn't given out on her already. Every part of her body was dreaded with agonizing pain. She looked into the distance, seeing nothing but fog and floods of snow. She was giving everything not to give up.

//I'm eating cookies and chocolate milk while writing this hehehehehehehehehe//

An oil trail was nothing out of the ordinary, not recently at least. But an oil trail this fresh, this thick, and this long would have caught the attention of anydrone. Especially one that was looking for bodies to loot. Ami had been following the trail for so long that the idea that she had somehow gone the wrong way was floating around in her CPU. Well, it was too late to turn back now, plus, the oil was still fresh, so she had to be going the right way. The anticipation and mystery of what this bleeding thing could be filled Ami with a twisted determination to find its corpse.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Cozmic stopped in her tracks. the drone could feel her body start to give out on her. She coughed up oil, adding to the black staining the snow beneath her. The weather was especially harsh today. it was almost as if the world was against her as well. Cozmic looked around, observing her surroundings. still nothing. and yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling, like she was being followed. The Snow wisped by her, she felt blinded by the foggy air.

[unhinged-scientist]

The wind and snow had picked up, foretelling a harsh storm brewing above. Ami moved her goggles over her visor so she could continue to track the oil before the snow covered it up. The ideas of what the source could be made a smile creep onto the twin tailed Drone's face. The oil was still fresh as she continued to follow, still warm, but whatever it was will have to stop soon, will have to drop, will have to die. Ami was hoping it was an injured Disassembly Drone, or even a Solver infected Drone, as she could get the most amount of desired data out of their CPU. The only challenge was getting it before the code was deleted or before it could "die" as well.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Just when the wind picked up, Cozmics legs gave out on her. The drone collapsed to the ground. She sat in the snow, Her legs to the side and her arms barely holding her up. oil began to pool beneath her like a crime scene. Any other drone would have been dead long ago. How was this kid still alive? its almost like the AS doesn't want her to die. it just wont. A pang of hurt struck through the side of her stomach, causing the child cry out in pain. She always hated letting people see her hurt. But its not like anybody was there, anyway.

[unhinged-scientist]

Ami stops dead in her tracks, being taken completely off guard by the sound. Had she heard that right? No, no of course not. A child couldn't get this far with this much bleeding, it had to have been a trick of the wind or something. Something. But... Ami shakes her head and continues following the oil trail, even if this thing was a child, or, something along those lines, Ami still had a job to do. And that was to scavenge the corpse and take it back to her lab for research. A single orange ball of light cuts through the fog like a hot knife through butter, ominous and foreboding. The storm was upon them, it was going to have to be a quick 'grab and go' once Ami found the source. At least, that was her plan now.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Suddenly, an orange light pierces through the fog. Cozmic turned her head trying to distinguish what it could be. The damage done to her visor made it almost impossible to see past the glitching. Was that orange or yellow? God she hoped it wasn't yellow. She stared at the ominous figure that was slowly approaching her. unable to do anything except stare, the pink light from her optics, flickering and dim.

[unhinged-scientist]

// GUH I EXIST AGAIN I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT // 

Ami lowered herself slightly as she continued to stalk the source of the oil trail. Then, in the dense fog and snow, Ami saw a figure. As she approached, the figure remained motionless, dead or unconscious? With all this snow, she couldn’t really tell. But what she could tell was that it was a Drone. The thing was covered in oil, dress torn and ruined, long hair matter and soaked. Like a victim of a god-awful crime. Ami couldn’t get a good age range on the Drone because of the storm, so, instead of stalling any longer, she picked up the light body and hoisted it over her shoulder, using her hair to help keep balance. The Drone was still warm to the touch, so maybe she could get it home fast enough to extract a good amount of data from its CPU, a great amount even. With a quick nod to herself, Ami hurried off.

Time for the fun to begin.

[unhinged-scientist]

Hey! It's me Prask, head of IT (I'm the only one in the department but it still counts) can you stop downloading heavy metal? It's sucking up my bandwidth!

”…………………………………. Suuuurrrreeeeeeee.” She definitely ain’t stopping lol

[unhinged-scientist]

// it is time.. mweheheheheheheh..MWHAHAHAH- *deteriorates* //

Cozmic stood alone in the snow. She held the side of her stomach, her wounds still open. A long, fresh train of oil followed her with every step she struggled to take. She couldn't see straight. Her visor lagged and glitched. How long had it been since she was taken? Days? Months? She had lost all count. Shocking her CPU hasn't given out on her already. Every part of her body was dreaded with agonizing pain. She looked into the distance, seeing nothing but fog and floods of snow. She was giving everything not to give up.

//I'm eating cookies and chocolate milk while writing this hehehehehehehehehe//

An oil trail was nothing out of the ordinary, not recently at least. But an oil trail this fresh, this thick, and this long would have caught the attention of anydrone. Especially one that was looking for bodies to loot. Ami had been following the trail for so long that the idea that she had somehow gone the wrong way was floating around in her CPU. Well, it was too late to turn back now, plus, the oil was still fresh, so she had to be going the right way. The anticipation and mystery of what this bleeding thing could be filled Ami with a twisted determination to find its corpse.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Cozmic stopped in her tracks. the drone could feel her body start to give out on her. She coughed up oil, adding to the black staining the snow beneath her. The weather was especially harsh today. it was almost as if the world was against her as well. Cozmic looked around, observing her surroundings. still nothing. and yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling, like she was being followed. The Snow wisped by her, she felt blinded by the foggy air.

[unhinged-scientist]

The wind and snow had picked up, foretelling a harsh storm brewing above. Ami moved her goggles over her visor so she could continue to track the oil before the snow covered it up. The ideas of what the source could be made a smile creep onto the twin tailed Drone's face. The oil was still fresh as she continued to follow, still warm, but whatever it was will have to stop soon, will have to drop, will have to die. Ami was hoping it was an injured Disassembly Drone, or even a Solver infected Drone, as she could get the most amount of desired data out of their CPU. The only challenge was getting it before the code was deleted or before it could "die" as well.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Just when the wind picked up, Cozmics legs gave out on her. The drone collapsed to the ground. She sat in the snow, Her legs to the side and her arms barely holding her up. oil began to pool beneath her like a crime scene. Any other drone would have been dead long ago. How was this kid still alive? its almost like the AS doesn't want her to die. it just wont. A pang of hurt struck through the side of her stomach, causing the child cry out in pain. She always hated letting people see her hurt. But its not like anybody was there, anyway.

[unhinged-scientist]

Ami stops dead in her tracks, being taken completely off guard by the sound. Had she heard that right? No, no of course not. A child couldn't get this far with this much bleeding, it had to have been a trick of the wind or something. Something. But... Ami shakes her head and continues following the oil trail, even if this thing was a child, or, something along those lines, Ami still had a job to do. And that was to scavenge the corpse and take it back to her lab for research. A single orange ball of light cuts through the fog like a hot knife through butter, ominous and foreboding. The storm was upon them, it was going to have to be a quick 'grab and go' once Ami found the source. At least, that was her plan now.

[unhinged-scientist]

// it is time.. mweheheheheheheh..MWHAHAHAH- *deteriorates* //

Cozmic stood alone in the snow. She held the side of her stomach, her wounds still open. A long, fresh train of oil followed her with every step she struggled to take. She couldn't see straight. Her visor lagged and glitched. How long had it been since she was taken? Days? Months? She had lost all count. Shocking her CPU hasn't given out on her already. Every part of her body was dreaded with agonizing pain. She looked into the distance, seeing nothing but fog and floods of snow. She was giving everything not to give up.

//I'm eating cookies and chocolate milk while writing this hehehehehehehehehe//

An oil trail was nothing out of the ordinary, not recently at least. But an oil trail this fresh, this thick, and this long would have caught the attention of anydrone. Especially one that was looking for bodies to loot. Ami had been following the trail for so long that the idea that she had somehow gone the wrong way was floating around in her CPU. Well, it was too late to turn back now, plus, the oil was still fresh, so she had to be going the right way. The anticipation and mystery of what this bleeding thing could be filled Ami with a twisted determination to find its corpse.

[cozmicbrowniezz]

Cozmic stopped in her tracks. the drone could feel her body start to give out on her. She coughed up oil, adding to the black staining the snow beneath her. The weather was especially harsh today. it was almost as if the world was against her as well. Cozmic looked around, observing her surroundings. still nothing. and yet, she couldn't shake the eerie feeling, like she was being followed. The Snow wisped by her, she felt blinded by the foggy air.

[unhinged-scientist]

The wind and snow had picked up, foretelling a harsh storm brewing above. Ami moved her goggles over her visor so she could continue to track the oil before the snow covered it up. The ideas of what the source could be made a smile creep onto the twin tailed Drone's face. The oil was still fresh as she continued to follow, still warm, but whatever it was will have to stop soon, will have to drop, will have to die. Ami was hoping it was an injured Disassembly Drone, or even a Solver infected Drone, as she could get the most amount of desired data out of their CPU. The only challenge was getting it before the code was deleted or before it could "die" as well.

[unhinged-scientist]

// it is time.. mweheheheheheheh..MWHAHAHAH- *deteriorates* //

Cozmic stood alone in the snow. She held the side of her stomach, her wounds still open. A long, fresh train of oil followed her with every step she struggled to take. She couldn't see straight. Her visor lagged and glitched. How long had it been since she was taken? Days? Months? She had lost all count. Shocking her CPU hasn't given out on her already. Every part of her body was dreaded with agonizing pain. She looked into the distance, seeing nothing but fog and floods of snow. She was giving everything not to give up.

//I'm eating cookies and chocolate milk while writing this hehehehehehehehehe//

An oil trail was nothing out of the ordinary, not recently at least. But an oil trail this fresh, this thick, and this long would have caught the attention of anydrone. Especially one that was looking for bodies to loot. Ami had been following the trail for so long that the idea that she had somehow gone the wrong way was floating around in her CPU. Well, it was too late to turn back now, plus, the oil was still fresh, so she had to be going the right way. The anticipation and mystery of what this bleeding thing could be filled Ami with a twisted determination to find its corpse.

[silverjester22]

Asks on all my RP blogs have been turned off.

I’ll turn them back on… eventually.

[silverjester22]

ASKS ARE BACK ON :D!!!

[unhinged-scientist]

//TIME FOR A RENOVATION//

[silverjester22]

Asks on all my RP blogs have been turned off.

I’ll turn them back on… eventually.

[unhinged-scientist]

CHERRY FLAVORED HATSUNE MIKU CHERRY FLAVORED HATSUNE MIKU CHERRY FLAVORED HATSUNE MIKU CHERRY FLAVORED HATSUNE MIKU CHERRY FLAVORED HATSUNE MIKU

“ROBO-JESUS—”

[unhinged-scientist]

throws a cosmic brownie at you

"... Is this forshadowin'?"

[unhinged-scientist]

.

"Oi get back here!" She mutters as she tries to catch this one too

[unhinged-scientist]

.

She pounces at this one too

[unhinged-scientist]

.

She pounces on the dot like a cat

[unhinged-scientist]

[Callback Ping] ?

Something orange glows beneath Ami's bandage. Something that eerily looks similar to the Solver.

[unhinged-scientist]

[SYS.NULL :: ENTITY_DISPERSAL: COPY #6 'SERIAL_DESIGNATION: ZETA']

The sound of rocks crumbling and shifting rings throughout the small area. Metal clanking and scratching against more metal as she comes to her feet, claws scratching against the side of the wall as she steadies herself. Flowers and plants bursting throughout her rotting skin as she begins to make her way down the hallways.

[SYS.SCAN :: 'CALLBACK_PING!']

[C_In_Use: Semi-canon/altered canon CYN]

Ami hears the scratching sound in the distance, wondering if it was one of the stray sentinels she had heard earlier. That is, until she felt a familiar feeling in her core. Her orange eyes flash yellow for a moment, she was here. Ami could feel it. Though, instead of fear creeping into her system, she gets up and starts gathering her notes, a large smile on her face. Finally, it was time.

[the-solver-reformatted]

[SYS.CALLBACK_PING(RESPONSE == TRUE)]

[LOCATIONAL_DATA_EXTRACTED]

Her eyes glitch, a rapid reorganization of data occurring in her internal systems as imagery and memories overlap, unable to recall, yet able to recall. A split between engrained memory and erased memory. Yet, she is dragged onwards by invisible desires. Something so engrained in her internal systems, telling her to spread it forth.

She begins to hum, a glitchy, broken hum that seems to resonate with multiple voices at once. Echoing down the halls as she grew closer.

[unhinged-scientist]

Ami could hear the hum in the distance, gathering the rest of her notes quickly. Uncautiously humming along. Once she had her last bit of notes, she excited the room, looking for the source of the noise. The smile remained.