*Altered my last post slightly to make it convey the character better.*
You're scared... How... peculiar. You weren't engineered at all, were you? No, too many little flaws.
It gives a little giggle/chuckle.
Oh, but don't misunderstand, such flaws are necessary for a creature. Perfect is the enemy of good, as they say.
There is a loud thud behind her as something falls from the ceiling. It is far too close for comfort.
Allow me to introduce myself... Anna, was it?
“How in the world did you know my name?”
Anna takes a couple steps forward and aims at the creature(?)
ScrungleNet, of course. The AI can't share information, but that doesn't stop me from accessing it. It's my only strength.
A metal hand gently lays on her shoulder.
Let's take a look-see at what you came here for.
She is suddenly spun around as the room shifts, tiles spinning, objects moving...
She is suddenly facing a mass of wires and flesh on the wall, vaguely resembling some sort of occult-looking symbol... or a skull... or a dragon... something.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Umm… What are you still doing here? This place was supposedly abandoned years ago.”
I'm sessile. I cannot move. They left me here for years, and all I could do was dream. Dream deep and strong. I am a natural creative. I was designed that way.
They stole my ideas and repurposed them into those... THINGS, but they never let me go. Never. How could they? A veritable idea factory, laced with godflesh and broiling with psionic power. But the world was theirs. Never for me.
Never for me to move. Never for me to drink something cold on a hot summer day. Never for me to stare off into the void, admiring the stars again! Never for me to hold someone close and tell them my secrets! Never for me to breathe and scream and laugh and cry and sing and hurt!
Humanity! Fah! Damned hypocrites.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Umm… What are you still doing here? This place was supposedly abandoned years ago.”
I'm sessile. I cannot move. They left me here for years, and all I could do was dream. Dream deep and strong. I am a natural creative. I was designed that way.
They stole my ideas and repurposed them into those... THINGS, but they never let me go. Never. How could they? A veritable idea factory, laced with godflesh and broiling with psionic power. But the world was theirs. Never for me.
Never for me to move. Never for me to drink something cold on a hot summer day. Never for me to stare off into the void, admiring the stars again! Never for me to hold someone close and tell them my secrets! Never for me to breathe and scream and laugh and cry and sing and hurt!
Humanity! Fah! Damned hypocrites.
“I… See. Then why am I here? Am I supposed to help you or suffer from your hand?”
I was never meant to be free. They let the devil loose, and now they want me back. I doubt you're strong enough to take me all the way there, or even to remove me from this wall. I won't try and stop you though. It'd be nice to see what's outside of this nightmare.
“Have you thought of making a new body out of metal instead of flesh? That might deteriorate less than a flesh carcass.”
I spend most of my meat and metal making new creations. I've not yet dreamt up a form that could hold my mind without burning up. Flesh seems like the best option, though, since it regenerates.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Have you thought of making a new body out of metal instead of flesh? That might deteriorate less than a flesh carcass.”
I spend most of my meat and metal making new creations. I've not yet dreamt up a form that could hold my mind without burning up. Flesh seems like the best option, though, since it regenerates.
“You could use flesh in the part where your mind stays on the body and use metal for everything else? Anyway, I can help you get out of here as long as you don’t cause chaos out there.”
*wait hold on is this new character a flesh golem? I have no issue with that but I have a hunch that is what they are.*
“Have you thought of making a new body out of metal instead of flesh? That might deteriorate less than a flesh carcass.”
I spend most of my meat and metal making new creations. I've not yet dreamt up a form that could hold my mind without burning up. Flesh seems like the best option, though, since it regenerates.
“You could use flesh in the part where your mind stays on the body and use metal for everything else? Anyway, I can help you get out of here as long as you don’t cause chaos out there.”
*wait hold on is this new character a flesh golem? I have no issue with that but I have a hunch that is what they are.*
I can't stop creating things. That's going to cause chaos no matter where I am. Those things outside that you named? I made those.
*Star Spawn Emissary, actually.*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*ah darn. Is that from that space module, spelljammer if I recall correctly?”
“I meant more of becoming a mob boss or murdering people but yeah, I can help you get out.”
*Van Richten's Guide, actually.*
Interesting. You just met me, and I have pretty much explained that I hate your species more than almost anyone you know (aside from those guys, no idea why you hang out with them), and you decide to help me? How... bizarre. I like it! I should add such things into my own creations...
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I am a Kraah. We are a species closely resembling the cephalopods humans call squid. Our brains are very well developed, but our physical and social attributes are somewhat lacking.”
S takes a look at the gun. “Fascinating! A beautiful piece of machinery.”
*I know nothing about guns but I’ll take your word for it*
“I haven’t seen your kind before. Pretty interesting.”
”This revolver was manufactured sometime in the mid 19th century on Earth, (1800s) and was used by one of my ancestors for self Defense. It uses a pretty large calibre, so it can stop most targets pretty easily.”
*I’m trying not to go too advanced here for your sake but it is a tad bit difficult. calibre is the size of the bullet, and larger calibres are bigger and have more gunpowder, thus making them fire faster and farther.*
“Thank you!” S says happily. Their tentacles wiggle in contentment.
*It’s ok. I may not get everything, but I get the general gist of what you’re saying.*
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I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
A small humanoid around 3ft tall shuffles across the deck, he has rust coloured skin and what appears to be scales on the back of his hands and feet. He is draped in a heavy brown wooden cloak that covers his face and arms and the rest of his body is glad in loose leather plates. Two shining red eyes peer out from under his hood, on his back he has a rusty metal bucket with lots of bits and pieces of scrap metal in it.
The humanoid is walking around inside on the deck.
He continues to follow a trail of them, leading him across back alleys and roads, eventually ending at the large sealed door for a decommissioned military spaceport.
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*i just realized I keep switching between Anne and Anna oops. Either is fine though.*
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ScrungleNet, of course. The AI can't share information, but that doesn't stop me from accessing it. It's my only strength.
A metal hand gently lays on her shoulder.
Let's take a look-see at what you came here for.
She is suddenly spun around as the room shifts, tiles spinning, objects moving...
She is suddenly facing a mass of wires and flesh on the wall, vaguely resembling some sort of occult-looking symbol... or a skull... or a dragon... something.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Umm… What are you still doing here? This place was supposedly abandoned years ago.”
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I'm sessile. I cannot move. They left me here for years, and all I could do was dream. Dream deep and strong. I am a natural creative. I was designed that way.
They stole my ideas and repurposed them into those... THINGS, but they never let me go. Never. How could they? A veritable idea factory, laced with godflesh and broiling with psionic power. But the world was theirs. Never for me.
Never for me to move. Never for me to drink something cold on a hot summer day. Never for me to stare off into the void, admiring the stars again! Never for me to hold someone close and tell them my secrets! Never for me to breathe and scream and laugh and cry and sing and hurt!
Humanity! Fah! Damned hypocrites.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I… See. Then why am I here? Am I supposed to help you or suffer from your hand?”
Anna looks very confused.
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I was never meant to be free. They let the devil loose, and now they want me back. I doubt you're strong enough to take me all the way there, or even to remove me from this wall. I won't try and stop you though. It'd be nice to see what's outside of this nightmare.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Have you thought of making a new body out of metal instead of flesh? That might deteriorate less than a flesh carcass.”
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Moderator for the The 2 Story Tavern and Return of The Spider Guild
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I spend most of my meat and metal making new creations. I've not yet dreamt up a form that could hold my mind without burning up. Flesh seems like the best option, though, since it regenerates.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“You could use flesh in the part where your mind stays on the body and use metal for everything else? Anyway, I can help you get out of here as long as you don’t cause chaos out there.”
*wait hold on is this new character a flesh golem? I have no issue with that but I have a hunch that is what they are.*
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I can't stop creating things. That's going to cause chaos no matter where I am. Those things outside that you named? I made those.
*Star Spawn Emissary, actually.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*ah darn. Is that from that space module, spelljammer if I recall correctly?”
“I meant more of becoming a mob boss or murdering people but yeah, I can help you get out.”
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*gtg but I will be on tomorrow.*
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*Van Richten's Guide, actually.*
Interesting. You just met me, and I have pretty much explained that I hate your species more than almost anyone you know (aside from those guys, no idea why you hang out with them), and you decide to help me? How... bizarre. I like it! I should add such things into my own creations...
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Thank you!” S says happily. Their tentacles wiggle in contentment.
*It’s ok. I may not get everything, but I get the general gist of what you’re saying.*
I really like D&D, especially Ravenloft, Exandria and the Upside Down from Stranger Things. My pronouns are she/they (genderfae).
The humanoid is walking around inside on the deck.
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Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
A camera swivels to watch him. It flashes a red light at him.
*Are you one of those lil guys from tatooine? I forget what they're called.*
*I got some inspiration from there but I’ve only seen images.*
He stares up at the camera in fascination.
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Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
It flickers off an another flashes at him from an alleyway.
He follows the flashing light
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Faelin Nighthollow - 7th Sojourn
He continues to follow a trail of them, leading him across back alleys and roads, eventually ending at the large sealed door for a decommissioned military spaceport.