#assorted-android

[c0nn0rb0t]

"Lieutenant, I need to ask you something. I know this is going to sound very strange, especially coming from someone like me, but... How... How do you tell if you like someone?" asked Miles.

"Well now...that is certainly a question." Honestly it kind of threw him off coming from Miles, but he'll see if he can answer his question. "Emotions can be a bit...complicated, even to us humans. I can't say I know for sure if you androids experience them the same as us, but...I'm going to assume its the same" He paused to collect his thoughts, giving his beard a little scratch as he tried to word it in a way the android might understand. "Well, usually when you like someone....you think about them a lot, that person makes you feel happy. If yer talking like...romantically you probably find them attractive as well"

"You uh....got someone in mind there, Miles? How does this person make you feel?"

[c0nn0rb0t]

He sat himself down next to the other RK800, his own pouch in hand...but he waited to drink the Thirium. Glancing over at 60, black and red eyes attempting to scan the other android to see how much damage he had.

His memories were fragmented, but he seemed to recall this android...though he's not sure where he had met him previously. After a few moments he asked "...H-how are yyou're tthirium levels? d-do you nneed more?" Seems he was willing to hand over his pouch if the other android needed it.

"Here..." Came a robotic voice. Chimera had managed to snag a couple of pouches of Thirium, and was offering one of them to 60

60 looked up at him, frowning. He wasn't used to the kindness being shown to him, especially from 54. Hell, it would be more normal if they started fighting again. But this was much different than back then, wasn't it? His eyes wandered over the damaged 800 and stop at the pouch in his hand.

He glanced up at Chimera's face for a moment, searching his face for this to be some kind of prank or slight. But no... 54 was simply being nice to him...

"Thank you..." he said softly as he took the pouch. He wasn't quite as damaged as 54, but he was still in a rough state himself.

[caffeinatedcop]

"Detective can you help me with something? I have a part I need to replace in my back but I can't reach it. Would you help me swap it out?" Miles asked.

"You serious, Tin can?" Does he look like IT? He barely knows how these androids work, and yet here Miles is, asking him to replace a part for him? Though he supposed he should try to be nice, the android did watch over him and his cats that time he got sick...time to return the favor he supposed.

"...If it's something easy then fine. Cause I don't know shit about androids"

[sesamenom]

I kid you not, there is an actual fic out there where Gil-Galad started off as a elven child who was one of Morgoth's failed attempts to create the Orcs.

Celebrimbor finds the kid wandering around in a daze (somehow they escaped) and he just decides to build the elf-equivalent of an android body for him?

What gets me most is that the story is very well written even if it is crack-tastic.

Oh this sounds like Scion of Mystery by Tilion! Mithril galad is in Variations VII, though if this is referring to a different fic with a similar origin I'd definitely want to draw that.

[arcadiandefenders]

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Karl's eyebrows furrowed slightly as he wanted to check it out but of course, watching Daniel quietly close the door to the room...perhaps it was for the best that he didn't go check it out by himself. "Seriously?" He muttered under his breath. "Whatever they're looking for, I don't have anything useful." He's trying his best to be quiet, noticing Daniel's LED turning yellow. "We'll be alright..."

"If things go awry, then I'll protect you." Karl reassured the android, feeling his heart rate starting to race. He forced himself to calm his heart down. He'd rather that they not get caught. Whoever it is in his home, more like their home, he hopes whoever this is would leave after going through his home or the police shows up. He looked around his surroundings, noticing the window as a exit. "If they get closer, then we'll go out through the window."

[brctherscnce]

" And I'm adding to that. People are very intimidated of me due to my height and build. You are completely fine the way you are-- you just have a uniqueness to you. "

[swatcaptain]

60 is simply playing with a butterfly knife. Or rather it looks like he's playing with it. What he's actually doing is calibrating his hands. Switching hands after a few passes with one to the other.

The Captain simply watches for a while from his desk, an eye brow raised slightly. He's not sure if this was some....weird android quirk, or if there was a reason for it...or maybe this android just enjoyed playing around with the knife. The ladder option seemed like something a deviant would do, at least from his knowledge of deviant androids anymore. Not that he suspected or even cared if 60 was a deviant or not, long as he did his job.

"There any particular reason you're playing around with that knife, Connor?" He finally asked, his curiosity getting the better of him in that moment.

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[w84me]

"Ow, what the heck was that for?"

[cleverxgirl]

Oh... That is a Tyrannosaurus Rex. And it's not an android. That's a real T-Rex. And Miles has no protocols or procedures for this...

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The ground trembled as the massive Tyrannosaur took a bounding step forward, her colossal foot crushing the earth beneath her. The dinosaur paused for a moment, tilting her head slightly, observing the human with curiosity. At least, that is what she assumed at first. But something was...off. More specifically, his scent was wrong, or rather lack thereof. Most humans had a distinct smell to them, yet this one did not.

The tyrannosaur leaned down, her head just inches away. The black flaring nostrils blew hot air onto the android's face. Their was no hostility in her actions. She was acting more like a curious dog, sniffing around as she tried to figure out what this thing was.

[ultimachaos]

"How curious. I haven't seen anything like you before." Elijah smiled politely before walking a circle around the alien being, getting a better look at him.

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Ruby eyes trailing the other with a faint defensive stance, sensing something off about this new face. "Yes, I'm not from this world... let me guess want to start your questions?"

The hog said keeping his eyes tight on Elijah.

[c0nn0rb0t]

"Lieutenant," the RK900 said as he approached the old detective. Hank had just got back from a solo patrol and Miles was eager to speak with him. "Have you spoken to Connor recently? He was supposed to go talk to Miss Wyatt at the funeral home about the autopsy she helped with yesterday. No one has heard from him since he left and I'm unable to connect with him." That meeting was supposed to have been several hours ago, but the RK800 was no where to be seen in the station. And if Miles couldn't connect with him, that meant his communication system was down. Or worse.

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For a split second he almost mistook the 900 for Connor...the two looking nearly identical. "No, can't say I have...it's not like him to go silent like this" He didn't like that Miles couldn't connect with him.

"Has anyone gone to check the funeral home yet?" It really was strange that no one had heard from him, and frankly it was starting to worry him. "Technically we can't really report him missing for forty-eight hours...but something seems fishy here, especially if you're unable to contact him"

[c0nn0rb0t]

"I have instigated no argument. I simply agreed with your idea....you should change up how you look, especially if you are going to be working somewhere in the same building as me. Last thing I want is to be mistaken for such a....dramatic, android"

"I was considering changing my hair. Being mistaken for another Connor is getting on my nerves."

[caffeinatedcop]

Miles took Gavin up on his offer to go bust some heads. Ideally he was there for damage control since Gavin would do the "talking". From the phone call with Maria they learned someone spiked one of the drinks her and Elijah were having. Unfortunately Gavin's brother had been the one to drink it without realizing it until it was too late.

As the two walked into the bar they would catch part of a conversation that sounded like they were talking about Maria and Elijah.

"No way that pretty blond was here with that creep Kamski. Surprised he didn't stay in whatever hole he's been hiding in."

"Yeah. Shame we got the wrong drink. I was looking forward to blaming it on him."

"Still, we got him fucked up. I say he still got what he deserved, that android fucker."

Miles' eyes narrowed before he exchanged looks with Gavin. He could already see Gavin was seething.

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A big part of him was glad that Miles had agreed to come with him...not that he needed the help teaching the asshole a lesson, more...If anyone could stop him from going overboard, it was the android.

They walked in, his hands shoved into his pockets as he looked around the bar. He didn't have much to go on as far as description goes, but luckily for him...the idiots were gloating about what they did. If nothing else, he knew it was them when he heard it was Kamski with a blonde woman. He shot a look to the android, before casually taking his jacket off, and wordlessly handing it to Miles to hold onto for him.

He was rolling up his sleeves when he made it over to the guys talking shit, and without warning...he grabbed one of them by the collar, yanking him off the bar stool before slamming his fist square into the assholes face, knocking him to the ground. The detective made sure to land a kick into the guys side before glaring at the second idiot. The guy jumping up out of his seat "Dude what the FUCK is your problem?! You wanna go-?!" He was cut off when Gavin reeled back and hooked him in the stomach. "My problem...is ASSHOLES like you, out here drugging people!" If he really wanted to, he could bring up his status as a cop...but he didn't. This wasn't Officer Reed here to make an arrest....this was a pissed off man, here to get revenge for his brother.

He didn't bother checking if the other guy was still down or not, before pinning idiot two to the ground. One hand around his throat, while the other reeled back to deck him in the face "Wanna repeat that bit about drugging someone's drink?" He asked, his tone borderline murderous before slamming his fist into the guys face a second time. "Sorry....didn't hear you asshole!" He was already reeling his fist back again.

[camashred]

Sometimes I wonder if I should try to make video games again, seeing as I still occasionally think about my first project 'The Thing Machine', a machine that produced things.

[st-florian-geyer]

Honestly Matias Recalt in that one pic on the set of La sociedad de la nieve that's staged to look like real footage of the survivors..... such a look

[brctherscnce]

" ... I'm thirty five feet. " He heard someone was self-conscious about being tall... so. Well. Maybe he could show they didn't have to be worried about it.