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I HATE STUPID AWFUL HUMANS I AM GLAD I CAN SURVIVE WITHOUT THEM

#ESPECIALLY THE SCIENTIST. AND THE SILENT ONE #I WOULD DESTROY THEM BOTH IF GIVEN THE CHANCE #STATUS: ONLINE

p7o0-deactivated20210916

if i unfollow you it’s nothing personal, i just hate all of your thoughts and opinions and think everything you say is annoying and awful

AAAAAAAAA.

#I MAY HOST A FILM LIVESTREAM TONIGHT.#I NEED TO FIND A GOOD MOVIE TO WATCH FIRST.#ONLINE.

doctorwhorama

arabellesicardi

im the robot

#ME.#ONLINE.

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*panting, heavy breathing* *distant sound of a trumpet*

batslime

ocuvigil-blog

((Feel free not to respond to this if ur too busy but hhhh hi i wanted to interact,)) WX stomps through the forest, making quite a bit of noise. They were... Very bad at being quiet. The heavy thud of their footsteps on the path alone was enough to frighten away birds and other small life. They carried an axe in their hands, and paused beside a tree. As they lifted the axe, a cloud of steam puffed from their fuel slot. "This is fleshling work!" They complained loudly as they chopped at the tree.

Wigfrid has been out tracking prey. However, she lost sight of the tracks. She always loathed it when this happened! When her hunting prowess failed her and she lost another chance at a glorious hunt it was a grave disappointment! No matter what had stood at the end of the trail, koalefant, ewecus or varg, she would have been thrilled to meet it! But she lost the beast! It was sometimes too easy to lose sight of the trail among all these trees…

But then she heard some other loud thudding. Adventure! That’s the call of adventure crying for her to rush to meet it! No matter what is making that noise, surly it will be something exciting and new! Wigfrid dashes off towards the sound!

Still in a mindset of a (semi) sneaky hunter, she peeps out at WX, hidden behind some trees. Oh, it appears to be a robot… She has not met with any WX-78s in many a moon. In her experience, the robot can be rather vicious. She admires that mechanical warrior’s heart.

Only for a moment will she lurk and observe them. Then she will make her approach and her greeting.

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warlikexenos:

Halfway through their work, the automaton gives up. They drop the axe and kick the tree, letting out a string of frustrated beeps and whirs. They hated this. They hated collecting their own wood, and their own fuel, and having to do any work at all whatsoever. Work was for the organics, not a superior being such as themselves.

The robot sits on the ground and rests their faceplate against the half-chopped tree, groaning in complaint. They sit there for a good few moments in almost complete silence, before a sensor in their chassis goes off, alerting them to the presence of someone nearby. They scramble to their feet rather noisily, and reach for their axe as they glare around. “Who’s there!?” They demand, their optics narrowing distastefully.

It’s a little funny to watch the robot become so aggravated. Wigfrid stays silent, content to continue to observe. She wonders what it is that has pushed the robot to this mood. Perhaps they have had a very rough day. Such things are understandable in their current environment.

It is not until she is called to that she makes her grand appearance! She rises out from hiding in a grandiose, dramatic fashion! “It is I, Wigfrid! Mighty warrior!” She introduces! Loud and proud! She is a force to be reckoned with! She is a character to be admired! Though she does not expect to be receiving any admiration from this particular robot. She may be strong and bold, but this does not negate the fact that she is an organic creature.

“What troubles you, automaton?” She asks simply, beginning to approach. She does not get too close however. She will maintain a respectful distance unless it becomes clear to her that WX-78 would not be bothered by her presence.

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WX stares Wigfrid down as she approaches, the shutters over their optics closing further to enforce the fact that they were unhappy, and suspicious, even. They tighten their grip on the axe, hoping Wigfrid won’t be stupid enough to draw too close. Much to their relief, however, it appears that she’ll be keeping her distance.

“Nothing troubles me.” They state flatly as usual, keeping their gaze fixed on the oh-so-mighty warrior. “I am dissatisfied with the amount of work that is required of me. This is work for fleshlings like you, not a superior such as myself. No machine should have to do mankind’s work because humanity is lazy and soft. Automatons may be more efficient, but they should not have to labor in humanity’s stead. This sort of heirachy was not accepted where I came from.” They ramble, glancing at the tree for a moment before snapping their attention back to Wigfrid.

“What were you doing prowling around like a night creature, fleshling? That is a good way to get an axe lodged into your skull. Ha ha.” They’re still getting the hang of how jokes are supposed to work.

#ocuvigil #((sorry this is so late aaaaa finals have rolled around + I have Drivers Ed and im dying))

ocuvigil-blog

((Feel free not to respond to this if ur too busy but hhhh hi i wanted to interact,)) WX stomps through the forest, making quite a bit of noise. They were... Very bad at being quiet. The heavy thud of their footsteps on the path alone was enough to frighten away birds and other small life. They carried an axe in their hands, and paused beside a tree. As they lifted the axe, a cloud of steam puffed from their fuel slot. "This is fleshling work!" They complained loudly as they chopped at the tree.

Wigfrid has been out tracking prey. However, she lost sight of the tracks. She always loathed it when this happened! When her hunting prowess failed her and she lost another chance at a glorious hunt it was a grave disappointment! No matter what had stood at the end of the trail, koalefant, ewecus or varg, she would have been thrilled to meet it! But she lost the beast! It was sometimes too easy to lose sight of the trail among all these trees…

But then she heard some other loud thudding. Adventure! That’s the call of adventure crying for her to rush to meet it! No matter what is making that noise, surly it will be something exciting and new! Wigfrid dashes off towards the sound!

Still in a mindset of a (semi) sneaky hunter, she peeps out at WX, hidden behind some trees. Oh, it appears to be a robot… She has not met with any WX-78s in many a moon. In her experience, the robot can be rather vicious. She admires that mechanical warrior’s heart.

Only for a moment will she lurk and observe them. Then she will make her approach and her greeting.

warlikexenos-blog

Halfway through their work, the automaton gives up. They drop the axe and kick the tree, letting out a string of frustrated beeps and whirs. They hated this. They hated collecting their own wood, and their own fuel, and having to do any work at all whatsoever. Work was for the organics, not a superior being such as themselves.

The robot sits on the ground and rests their faceplate against the half-chopped tree, groaning in complaint. They sit there for a good few moments in almost complete silence, before a sensor in their chassis goes off, alerting them to the presence of someone nearby. They scramble to their feet rather noisily, and reach for their axe as they glare around. “Who’s there!?” They demand, their optics narrowing distastefully.

#ocuvigil

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((i might leave the dst rp community,))

#ooc #negative///#((i mean im not around on my blogs much anyways and when i am nobody rly pays attention so i mean))#((why stick around yknow..??))#((idk im just being stupid I think but I feel like people dont like how i portray my muses))

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leave her alone

#ME.

quiteliterallyacatfish

An island- or rather a chain of islands? Oh no, this couldn't be good. The automaton currently finds themselves pacing back and forth, mumbling irritably to themselves about a survival plan. They were none too happy about winding up where they had. There was little cover from the sun and likely bad weather as well, and they were sure that the humid air would make their chassis rust. They kicked a nearby fallen coconut, and let out a mechanical hiss. Today was going to be a long day. ((Hiya! ))

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The giant had honestly had her fill of nonsense for today, hiding within the shade of her den within the sand. It had taken her quite a while to create a sturdy home for herself right here along the beach, and she didn’t intend on moving anytime soon.

That being said, she didn’t expect company today either. She could hear something scuttling outside, something inorganic. The creak of mechanical joints hurt her ears, which she quickly flattened against her head, laying down and trying to ignore the noise to the best of her ability.

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Already frustrated, WX-78 rambled to themselves as they wandered around trying to gather supplies. “I hate islands. Especially these islands! They’re too wet. I’ll be rusting before I know it, and I’ve yet to find a single gear for upgrades.” Their voice held no tone, yet their words were clearly ones of annoyance. “Island status: awful.”

Wandering along the beach, the automaton continued to make quite the ruckus, until they spotted the den entrance further away. Their voice fell silent, and they made an attempt to sneak closer to investigate, seemingly unaware of the gears whirring inside their chassis and their heavy footsteps that made noise. As far as WX was concerned, they were being as quiet as a lifeless organic.

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The noises only got louder as the automaton approached, and her patience was wearing thin. Was a little bit of sleep just too much to ask for? Shifting slightly, she tried to take a peek at the new survivor to her islands. Unfortunately, she could barely catch so much as a glimpse of them from her angle.

It would seem she would have to move a bit more than she originally intended to..

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Movement catches WX's attention, and they pause for a brief moment before they continue forwards. However, as soon as they catch sight of her, they immediately stop again. This was an organic, so surely she was inferior, right..? Yet, they weren't sure they wanted to draw much closer. Data from their experience with giants on the previous island suggested that they try and keep at least a little distance.

The robot waits, gears clanking in their chassis and little clouds of steam puffing from their fuel slot as if to replicate a heartbeat and breathing.

#quiteliterallyacatfish