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@vehicle-integrated-neurotech
WAITTTTTT
*Smacks a nonbinary sticker on him*
Ok that's better *literally vanishes*
"OH MY GOODNESS I LOVE STICKERS, THANK YOU!!!!!"
12, 13, 16? IDK if you're still doing it-
"Whoa oh man, an ask?! That's crazy! Ha HA- I haven't checked this thing in for-ever!
...
That being said, I don't know what this ask is referring to. Miiiiight've cleared the ol' cache and cookies and all the other tasty things a while ago.
...
But it's cool to see my inbox light flashing again!"
knightindustriesthreethousand:
vehicle-integrated-neurotech:
“I’m not entirely sure that you can help me,” KITT had responded, as he went into the shed first.. then drove down the ramp into the underground room. “I believe it is simply my memory that is not functioning as it should, and you will not be able to gain access to that part.”
Once down in the underground room, KITT was quick to scan his surroundings, taking note of almost everything.. especially the exit.
Though, KITT soon had shut down, right after going into park.. It ended up being around five hours later that he came out of shutdown, and he then noticed that it was around seven in the morning by that point. His systems had tried to repair themselves with no success.
VIN cheerfully followed the other car down. The room below was not unlike a laboratory, with beakers of chemicals and blueprints scattered across desks here and there. There wasn’t much room to move around, so VIN was tucked between KITT and their one exit- not that the former seemed to mind. With his rear tires just barely on the ramp, it kept him well away from his boot.
“Okay, let me see here! Scanning~ Scanning~” Bright eyes searched the lab, darting this way and that before hearing a noise akin to a computer falling asleep. “...KITT? Hello?” Scooting closer, VIN deployed his servo arm from his hood to poke the Mustang a few times.
“...You’re in my spot.”
...
“That’s okay! You’re probably SUPER tired after today! You just rest up! I’ll think of something while you recharge!” It was not meant to be, as before too much longer, VIN had ended up entering his own sleep mode for the night. He wasn’t one to wake up on time, however, so he continued to snooze well into the morning.
@ the people waiting for replies/interactions I promised
I’m currently having a super busy week at work, but I swear I’ll get around to y’all soon!
Meep meep, AU time
Alternate Universe in which VIN is captured by the villains of Fast Layne and is converted into a weapon.
He’s KARR and Horace’s kid now. Would legit pull a gun on them for not letting him stay up past his bedtime.
how do i draw this child
knightindustriesthreethousand:
vehicle-integrated-neurotech:
It took KITT a few moments, but he soon began to follow VIN to town, unaware that there were multiple people out looking for him already. Of course, everyone at the SSC was in a panic- KITT had gone offline, and they couldn’t find his location no matter what they did.
“Your.. sister?” KITT was unsure of what VIN was talking about, they weren’t exactly humans, so how could he have a brother? He noted that this, VIN, didn’t seem to be very.. well, mature, so excused it as he may not know any better.
When they had eventually arrived to wherever it was they were going, KITT took in the surroundings, making note of how he had gotten there. He planned on remaining in plain sight, because someone had to be looking for him. Something was telling him that he hadn’t been dumped on the side of the road.
“Layne Reed! President of Cedarville Middle School, and the coolest, bestest sister a car could ask for,” VIN spoke highly of the girl, boasting about her achievements as though they were his own. As the two cars drove along the vacant road, he recalled their adventures together, how he helped her scale a cliff to save her friend and cousin, how he helped her embrace a ‘less organized’ mindset, how she saved him on numerous occasions. If his words were anything to go by, it was clear their bond was very tight, even if their siblingship was not biological.
Eventually, they made their way through town and ended up at an unsuspecting house. VIN cruised up the curb and into the lawn, soon finding a dusty path leading to an old shed. The doors were still open from his exit, and the interior had a ramp that led somewhere underground.
Before entering, he paused and positioned himself so his front was angled towards KITT. “While I was talking, I tried calling Cody! ...He didn’t answer. Mom and Dad don’t like it when I call them while they’re away, and- Oh! One second!” His windshield mirrored his interior display, showing an image of a young girl along with the text ‘BEST SISTER LAYNE’ and her presumed phone number underneath. “Hey hey, Layne! I need-”
“Not now, VIN... It’s 2 in the morning...” Click.
“...Aaaaand, Layne doesn’t want to help either. ...It’s cool! It’s cool! We can, uhh... You know what? I’m a rescue vehicle! I can help you!” He suddenly reversed, allowing KITT to enter the shed first. “I’m sure I can find something down here to fix you up!”
knightindustriesthreethousand:
vehicle-integrated-neurotech:
“Perhaps my self diagnostic was incorrect.” KITT simply responded, as his engine soon fired up- loudly, but it was perfectly normal.
He was housed in a Mustang, after all.
“Do you happen to know of someone capable of repairing my systems that are down?”
KITT didn’t know better at the current moment, he only knew that some of his systems had to be down if he wasn’t able to remember anything, and if he couldn’t find his own way to any place.
He couldn’t find the meaning to his name, either. Perhaps this, VIN, had an idea of who his ‘creators’ were. Perhaps he could help him find his way back to where he had come from.
He felt that he was supposed to be doing something still, but could no longer remember what it was.
A thoughtful hum resonated from the little car, and the bright blue eyes on his front shifted upwards as if looking at the sky. “Hmm... Oh oh! Mom and Dad might know how to fix you! ...Only they’re out of town. Super secret government business!” He glanced to the road that led to town before suddenly gesturing towards it. “Come on! We can cruise and chat!”
Engine revving, VIN lurched forward a few meters, encouraging the other car to keep up with him as he continued to think aloud. “My sister Layne might know what’s wrong, but she’s not a mechanic or anything... Though she did help me fix my control unit that one time... Oh oh OH! Maybe Cody could help! He’s a mechanic! But, ohhhh, that shop might not be open right now...”
One fact VIN failed to mention was that all of the aforementioned people (save for his supposed parents) were children. Odds were they were asleep at this hour. It was a school night, after all.
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🍺 : drunk
🍃 : swaying on feet
🌻 : wearing a flower in hair
🌌 : laughing uncontrollably
👀 : holding a weapon
🚔 : sitting in the back of a patrol car
👣 : dancing
🏥 : being loaded into an ambulance
🌊 : crying
☀️ : sick and delirious
🥪 : eating a sandwich
🤖 : hiding something behind back
💀 : near death
💖 : covered in paint
👮 : wearing handcuffs
😵 : throwing up
👋 : cradling a broken arm
💰 : with a sack of money
👟 : running for their life
🐙 : waiting for a hug
🚬 : smoking a cigarette
🔺 : bruised and bloody
🌨️ : drenched from the rain
🌑 : falling asleep
knightindustriesthreethousand:
vehicle-integrated-neurotech:
“I am the Knight Industries Three Thousand, K.I.T.T for easy reference.. or.. KITT.” KITT wasn’t sure that the short name was what he was called, but it seemed familiar, somehow.
He then went back to scanning the area he was currently in, nothing seemed familiar. How did he get there?
The confusion wouldn’t be wearing off any time soon, and perhaps it would be best that he moved from the side of the road, and at least got into town.
He’d have a better chance at being found by who he belonged to if he was at least in town.
“Which way is it to town? I’m afraid my navigation system is not quite working.”
KITT felt odd for having to ask, for some reason, but soon passed it off. “I believe I may be in need of some repairs.”
“Got it, KITT!” VIN bounded cheerfully back to said car’s side. “Cedarville is just a few miles straight ahead! Take a left, second right, then you’re smack in downtown!”
Instinctively, he began to make his way back to town, only to hear KITT speak up again. A quick three-point turn later, and his bright blue front was facing the other’s. “Waaaait, didn’t you just say your systems were functioning normally a second ago? You did! I have it recorded!”
“I am not broken down, either, all of my systems are functioning normally.”
“Hear that? My audio recorders never lie!”
knightindustriesthreethousand:
vehicle-integrated-neurotech:
KITT noticed the vehicle coming quite some time before it came to a stop beside him, though it brought him some more confusion. Was there many more like him? What even was he?
“I don’t recall having an owner.” Came his response after figuring out how to use his voice, he had been unsure if he had one just moments prior. “I am not broken down, either, all of my systems are functioning normally.”
KITT studied this new vehicle that had just about sped right past, and a quick scan revealed quite a bit of information. This car was a lot like him.
But, without all of the weaponry, he noted. He’d found his weaponry after investigating himself for quite some time, discovering many things of which he did not know their function.
He tried to determine his own location, but found that his navigation system, oddly, was not working. How did he not detect that sooner?
“May I ask where exactly I am?”
The little car flinched when he heard the voice, the eye-like features on his grille widening and frantically glancing around before settling back on the Mustang. “Whoa-ho-ho! Hold the phone-ee-OH! You talk too?!”
For a moment, he found himself staring at the other car. He knew for a fact his human mom and dad didn’t construct another car like himself. Yet... Here was this car, akin to him in so many ways. And that was...
“So... COOL!!!!” He bounced excitedly on his wheels, a small display of his autonomy. “Oh!” He nearly missed the question directed to him. “We’re just outside Cedarville! But before we get to all thaaaat~” The smaller vehicle jumped back before doing a quick donut, like the little show-off he was.
“Woo-hoo! The name’s VIN! That’s Vehicle Integrated Neurotech! What’s your name, fellow talking car?”
KITT had.. gotten lost, and that was an understatement.
He had been sent out to pick Mike up from a bar one night, and that was when his so called ‘firewalls’ had dropped just for a few mere moments.
Just long enough for someone to hack into his systems that were normally heavily encrypted to protect them.
They didn’t steal any information, but they did, essentially, do a complete reset on KITT as a whole. His connection to the SSC was severed, and he found himself in the middle of nowhere, with no idea how he had gotten there, or what exactly he was doing there.
But that wasn’t all.
He no longer knew anything besides his name, the Knight Industries Three Thousand.
What that meant? He didn’t know.
So he remained on the side of the road, confused, and conflicted on where he was supposed to go. He was completely, and utterly, lost, in more ways than one.
The night wind felt great on his hood. Being a rescue vehicle was fun and all, but all work and no play made VIN go absolute bonkers. He yearned to stretch his wheels again, to race the moon, to go wild!
And tonight, he was doing exactly that.
The roads were quiet, empty. Perfect for seeing just how fast he could really go. He monitored his speedometer. 60mph? Nothing. 80? Still not that impressive. 100? Now, he was getting somewhere! Dare he push 120? He was just about to, before the sight of another car caught his attention. He could just barely make out moonlight reflecting against sleek black paint and the two red lights gently sweeping from side to side; and if he had blinked, he would have missed the car completely as he sped past.
“WHOA! Braking! Braking! Pumpin’ the brakes!” His tires screeched against the asphalt before the little orange car whipped around. “Newbie! Don’t recall seeing you in this town before!” He parked himself at the other’s side, oblivious to the fact this wasn’t a run-of-the-mill vehicle. “Aw, why’d your owner leave you out here? Did you break down, have a bad car day, decide the road wasn’t up to your standards?”
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Vehicle Integrated Neurotech, VIN for short!
Runs on idiot juice
Thinks he’s cooler than he really is
Has a human family and a car family, but they don’t intermingle
Gen Z™
*Fortnite dance*
What’s in stock?
A-Lovable-Bug (Herbie)
Decepti-KARR (KARR)
Rude-Behemoth (Goliath)
Better-To-Light-One-Candle (Juniper)
Vehicle-Integrated Neurotech (VIN)
Yeahhh, the muse is loooong gone for all these poor souls. They’ve all been sent here to the junkyard, where their stories will live on. It’s always possible the muse will come back, and I’ll resume writing for them. But for now, let them rest here <3
Thanks for all the fun times!
VIN believes he can drive faster than Sonic the Hedgehog.