>Power: On >System: Loading . . . . . Active.
The android opened his eyes as his systems launched back to action, however... This wasn’t his r oom . Wh e r re is hhhe ?? ? His hands probed around on the unfamiliar sheets under him. The wa ll s w eren’t th e same. Th i s unde r hi m w asn’ t his bbb bbbb b b
baa.
“Wh---whaat is thiiiiiis----?!” All he could see flashing before his eyes were various images of... sheep crawling around on the edges of his view, and every description on the objects around them were in strange letter he could... Suddenly understand...? Was he hacked while he was offline?! This is too mu--- Wait. Hold on, hold on.
Why... Why was his voice in this high pitch...? “This caan’t be haapening.” Was he... Bleating, too...?
Knock knock.
Reluctantly, he got up from the bed and dragged his feet to the door, in hopes (and fear) that whoever’s behind it might help him understand whatever’s happening to him. He slowly opened the door to see a... A sheep... Was it really a sheep...? With this hack thing going on he wasn’t sure, but...
“Ahh... Excuse me, could you... Deaactivaate me aaga-- Oh, aa letter? Thaank you...”
After carefully reading it, all he could do is just sigh in frustration. At least he now knows there’s an actual sheep standing before him... There was a desk here, wasn’t there? He might as well write something back...
Dear Aries and Stella, I’ve only just arrived to my room, and while I must thank you for the concern, I do wish you haven’t tampered with my programming. Is there a way you could get at least get my voice back to normal? I’ve tried but it appears I cannot retrieve previous data to restore my normal pitch as much as I try. I could live with the sheep blocking my view, I suppose, but I’d like to get rid of those as well.
Vocaloid Big AL: Taiwanese Redesign.
He turned back to the door and was ready to find some sort of post but-- Did this sheep know he was writing back...? His mind was starting to overwork and he couldn’t think about it any further. He simply handed the letter back to it, and then returned to his bed to let his mind cool off, even if it was just for a bit.