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th30 OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 450 |
Posted: Sat, 18/02/2023 03:01 (2 Years ago) |
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"Alright, all systems seem to be working." The roboticist mumbled, staring at something else. "It should be working.." He turned towards the creation, smiling. "It's a start, atleast." The audio seemed messed up, and the recording glitchy. Next was a recording of a little girl, short with blond hair. "Hi! Gosh, it looks scary..." She mumbled, looking down at her feet. "Um...I'm not supposed to be down here. ...Don't tell Theo, okay?" She said, then giggled. "I'm his little sister! He spends all his time down here, so I was curious." Grabbing the notebook, Th30 flipped to a specific page. The page had a picture on it of a family. There was Theo in the middle, Luna to the side of him and another little girl to the other side. No sight of any parents anywhere. "Skye and Luna...they're little bundles of joy. They look like twins, but they're actually a few years apart. Skye's a little bit of a brat sometimes." He sighed, and rubbed the back of his head. "She yanked my hair once, pretty hard too." [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 17/02/2023 15:13 (2 Years ago) |
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Im Theo! I like reading, messing with technology, and really just anything in general! Besides bugs. They're nasty. My favorite color is purple, and im really sociable! I also like drawing! He thought for a moment, and eyed the gift bag. He took one of the macarons and ate it while he worked on a small little sketch on the side of the paper. [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 17/02/2023 00:51 (2 Years ago) |
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<"You're a container. A soul container, basically. Ya got that...special aura."> Th30 tilted it's head in response, a little confused. Mocha seemed to go quiet, then laughed again. <"Silly, I'm not just gon' tell you what it is! Call it cliche, but you figure it out yourself. Any other questions?>" "Yeah. Where exactly...am I?" It asked. That question had been bugging it for the hour (...half hour?) its spent here. Mocha laughed again. <"Gotta figure that out for yerself, kid. I'm really not allowed to give out information willy-nilly. Now, best you be on your way."> Th30 nodded, and walked a little fast to get out of the coffee shop. "Odd experience." It muttered, recounting some of the useful information. <"You're not in the human world anymore"> particularly stood out. That would explain why there's nobody on the streets, and why the world seemed...dead. It glanced back at the forest nearby. That forest definitely hid some secrets. Th30 started walking towards it but stopped, and glanced back at the coffee shop. It was gone, just a figment of Th30's memory. There's something happening, something strange. Th30...kinda didn't want to stick around to find out. Walking the rest of the way to the forest, it reached out for the closest tree yet again. As it did earlier. The texture of the tree felt like normal wood. Th30 felt...some sort of relief, because it definitely didn't like this place. It wanted to get out of here. A knock started out this memory. The roboticist put down what he was working on and answered it, a little hesitantly. There was nobody there. He sighed and slammed the door shut. "A few days left...it's almost done." [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 21:19 (2 Years ago) |
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Inside it was retro styled, with neon lights lining the walls. But the most peculiar thing about it were the people. They didn't look like people. They had...weird, object heads. Th30 felt an odd sense of deja vu as he slowly walked past tables. Every other table had people, usually one or two. Th30 caught the eye of a flower-head, with a big eye in the middle. It walked on, and on. <"Hey hey! You're new."> A voice (Not really a voice, it seemed more to be in Th30's head) called, and Th30 noticed a waving figure that had a mug as a head. <"Welcome to my little petite coffee shop! What would you like to drink?"> "Can't...drink. Drinks mess with..." Th30 started, then just motioned to its head. <"Ohh, so you're not like anyone else here."> The building seemed to get darker, and Th30 felt multiple gazes upon it...and then it stopped. <"Well, we don't mind! You're not in the human world anymore, which means you're special. A shifter, 's what we call ya'!"> The mug-head seemed to laugh. <"Y'see, most of us can't leave. We rarely get any new visitors, too. Name's Mocha, what's your name?"> "Th30. I'm-" <"A robot. Yeah, I can tell. But you're not any ordinary robot."> "Wings...stable. Face recognition component..." The roboticist spun in his chair for a second, then went to a desk nearby. "Needs to be fixed. Can't have another accident happening again. If it happens again...I won't be able to live with myself." He muttered. [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 18:13 (2 Years ago) |
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"The deadline still isn't met yet." The roboticist seemed even more nervous than before, as he kept on glancing down at his watch. "I still have to finish this...and her, and...God damnit, what have I done? It was my fault.." The roboticist suddenly got up and disappeared to another room. The recording glitched, playing a loud beeping sound before it shut off. Th30 continued its journey through the woods, stopping briefly at moments. Creatures could be heard, like the galloping of deer or the hooting of owls. Th30 made note of all the sounds it heard, and before long it eventually came to the edge of the forest. The edge of the forest...looked exactly where he entered. There was even the body of a man not too far from the trees, most likely the man who tried to interfere earlier. Th30 looked back at the forest. Had it walked in a circle? Reaching for a tree, the wood felt...unfamiliar. It felt weird, almost not like wood. It noted that the sun was coming up, the sky turning a dark orange. It was sure it didn't spend over a couple hours exploring. "Let's see..." The roboticist fidgeted with a pen, eyeing the creation every few minutes. "I'll have to remove the face recognition component for a moment...it seems like it's broken." [Read more] |
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th30 OFFLINE Forum Posts: 450 |
Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 15:07 (2 Years ago) |
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There was only one thing left to do for the poor animatronic creature, Th30 decided. "So...um, ah...Yeah, sorry, I'm gonna have to cancel." The roboticist held a phone to his ear, mumbling. "Something important came up...I...hope you understand." He said, then hung up. "God...damnit. If the police find out..." The black and white spotted cat lay on the grass, unmoving. It was as dead as a robot could be. Th30 had decided to put it out of its misery. It seemed like a good choice, really. Th30 clutched a sort of robotic 'heart' in it's hand as it towered over the cat. It didn't feel sad. It didn't feel anything. "So, um, he...the guy I've been talking about. I'm just realizing I don't quite use his name often. He...might be coming over later. I hope you understand why I have to power you down for this." The roboticist seemed fidgety. "I mean, you're not gonna get mad, you don't have feelings. Not yet, anyway." [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 11:08 (2 Years ago) |
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"Gosh, there's...so many things I want to add. I might go to him for creative insight." The roboticist chuckled nervously, looking down at it's creation. "I'll see him again soon-" He was about to add more, but a knocking sound cut him off. Sighing, he stands up and walks out of view, and only voices could be heard. "Luna! Hey, what're you doing down here? This area is just for big brother, okay?" "But I came up with the perfect name..." A little girls voice said. The roboticist sighed. "Alright, just this once. You can look at her, and another thing I'm working on. Maybe give me some ideas?" "Ooh! I wanna see, I wanna see!" The girl and her big brother appear, just barely in view. They seem to be looking at something out of view. "She's pretty!" "Yeah? If you like her, you might like another thing." The memory cut off, and showed the roboticist in his chair with his knees up to his head. He seemed to be sobbing. The memory ended. Now, Th30 didn't have empathy. It didn't even have any emotions, so feeling empathetic was a challenge. It didn't even know why it's creator was crying, the pieces just didn't fit. It stopped walking for a moment, looking at the mechanical cat in it's arms. Perhaps the damaged state of the cat and this memory were connected, somehow. "Oh gosh...what have you done..." [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 10:11 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 04:26 (2 Years ago) |
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A scuttling sound could be heard nearby, and Th30 stopped swinging. It looked around, looking for the source of the noise. A small shadow moved between the circle of trees, quick and nimble but also robotic-like. Glowing eyes pierced the darkness, looking directly at Th30. “So...the coffee date was successful...I guess. We talked, and talked, and drank some coffee. ...His voice is comforting. He’s a really funny guy, and he teases me...The attention feels nice. Y’know? ...You wouldn’t know. Ah, yeah, don’t mind me, talking to my creation like it’s a therapist!” A small chuckle came from the roboticist as he smiled. “But yeah...Gosh, he’s gonna think of me as a madman if he ever comes here...” Th30 stared at the thing in the darkness. It wasn’t scared. It wasn’t supposed to get scared, or even feel any other emotions. If it was the end of the poor creation, he wouldn’t run. He would let it be. The creature stopped between two trees, seemingly glancing around. It approached the clearing, and with a shaky paw, it showed itself in the moonlight. The creature was familiar to Th30. It was mentioned in the journal, a cat animatronic that was supposed to act like a real cat. But, looking at it, it didn’t look to be in good shape. The fake fur on its arm was ripped off, and its back leg was completely uncovered, showing the inner workings. “I made this cat to resemble the one I had as a child, really. His name was Oreo. Kinda dumb name now that I think about it...” Th30 slowly approached the animatronic cat, holding a hand out. The cat hesitated, before shakily approaching it. The cat, named Oreo, was a black and white spotted cat with green eyes, and it was fairly small. Th30 slowly picked it up, cradling it. “Poor...thing.” It said, its voice was robotic and monotonous as it pet the cat. As if almost by instinct, Th30 started playing a song he heard a lot back in the lab days. It was a relaxing lullaby about the moon, which shone brightly above the two creations. “So uh...creation..? I still don’t have a name for you yet, oh well...” The roboticist scratched the back of his neck, sighing. “The, uh, the guy I’ve been talking about..?” He smiled, staring off into the distance. “If you see him while I’m gone...best tell him that I miss him. Alright? You can do that?” [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 03:28 (2 Years ago) |
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Th30 held the notebook in its hands, stopping before the clearing. It was a small clearing, surrounded by endless trees, and the moonlight seemed to shine directly onto a strange play structure in the middle. It glanced around before stepping closer, and closer. The play structure was complete with a slide and swings. Sitting down on one of the swings, Th30 held the notebook. The leather cover was smooth, and it made the creation comfortable. It never really had the time to inspect it fully, but now it seemed as if time stood still. He flipped it open to a random page, reading it. Experiment One A small, robotic girl. Work seems to be going well on her, it’s all successful so far. I haven’t thought of a name yet for her, I’ve always been bad with names. I’ll ask Luna if she can figure one out. This experiment is a small, blonde child-robot. Around 10, I think she suggested. The idea struck me when I was talking to a dear friend. I might show her the design so far, I think she’d like it. I’ve been disregarding all my other projects for this one. I don’t know what I’m hoping to achieve with her, but at least it’ll be a brilliant way to test my abilities. The rest of the page was about a different experiment. All of it was written in messy cursive. Experiment Two I’ve figured out a cure for my allergies that isn’t a hypoallergenic cat. (Honestly, I don’t get why people hate Sphynx cats...they’re adorable!) It’s a small animatronic kitten. It’s based on my old cat... That was all there was on that page. The next page was even more messy than the previous ones, almost unintelligible. I met this guy at the store earlier. Or, well, I may have...bumped into him. (...how embarrassing.) He’s kinda handsome. So I bumped into him, and apologized, and he said he recognized me. I told him I live nearby, and he said that he’s a stand up comedian and he does shows, and the place he does them at isn’t even that far! I couldn’t stop staring into his eyes, gosh, I’m so embarrassed. He probably noticed. I’ll go to one of his shows later today, I’m sure my work can wait. At the bottom was more writing, most likely written the next day. I actually went to it, my god. He’s really underrated too, there weren’t a lot of people there. I’ll tell some of my friends about it later. Anyway, I talked to him after the show, and get this! He called me cute! I can’t stop thinking about it. I might ask him to go out for some coffee or something... Th30 shut the journal, holding it by the spine. It looked around once more, before deciding to hop off the swing and examine the playground. It had a few steps, a ladder, and a slide. Pretty underwhelming, for something hidden deep into the forest. Which was a good question, why was a playground in a forest? Th30 didn’t want to look into it. Instead he went up the steps, and looked down the dark slide. Its boxy head made out of an old television probably wouldn’t fit. The square doesn’t fit in the circle hole, that's just common sense. The creation seemed irritated, annoyed even. It wanted to have fun. Static came from it as it hopped down off the ledge meant for the ladder and went back to the swings. It noticed something move but didn’t pay much attention. “I...uhm, eh... wow, good going Theo.” The roboticist mumbled, leaning back in his chair. He cursed under his breath, running a hand through his hair. “I can’t stop thinking about him...” He sighed, then looked at his creation. “I’m giving you fake mechanical wings...hopefully they’ll help you.” He said, then glanced at his journal. “I wonder what he would think if he saw all this...” [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 16/02/2023 02:08 (2 Years ago) |
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Static. and a soft thud. With a click and a whir, a hooded figure approached the edge of the woods. Its footsteps were soft and light, and its body seemed to glow in the moonlight. It was a curious thing, bound to the objective it had last heard from a familiar voice, which was...how many years ago was it? It shrugged. It didn’t how old it was, because age didn’t matter. A sound, a lot like television static, cut through the silent night, and a blue light shone on the forest. Skipping ahead, the figure reached a hand to touch the nearest tree. It...no. Th30, named after the roboticist that made it, continued to stare at the blue-illuminated forest. It seemed confused. “Hey, hey!” A voice behind it called. Th30 didn’t look behind it, it simply continued to stare forward. “What are you doing this late at night, kid? And what’s that on your head?” There was no response from Th30, but instead a slight tilt of the head. “Kid, do you hear me? It’s near midnight now, go back home, you hear?” Static noises started to play, and got louder and louder, louder and louder. And there was a soft thud. And Th30 continued on into the quiet forest. Now, the creation could speak. It didn’t bother to, though. It would speak when it needed to. But now it hummed a quiet tune and skipped through the dark woods, the blue illuminating the path ahead. What could it remember about its creator? Not much. Just faded blue hair that looked soft, and a sad look in his eyes. He always seemed distracted, as if thinking of something, or possibly someone, else. He spoke carefully, and calmly. He didn’t give his creation a name, though, not before his disappearance. Th30, when it became active, had wandered about the roboticist’s lab and found the name Theo written on multiple papers, all seemed important. So it gave itself the name Th30, because what else was supposed to name it? It didn’t remember anything else. Just small memories that never lasted long. There was one that was clear as day, though. A sigh started out the recording, with the roboticist adjusting his glasses. “Test...um...By god, time is running out.” He muttered, looking down at a clipboard then at the wall, staring into space. “What I have done here is...uh...built a basic, functioning robotic body, and...the main- The best feature in my opinion would be the old television head as a...well, as a head.” The roboticist fumbled with a pen, dropping it. He didn’t bother to pick it up. “What this feature can do is record information, change the screen that is being displayed, and even play parts from movies and...and videos. It can speak, too, I just haven’t...haven’t given it a proper voice box yet.” He tapped his fingers on the clipboard, sighing again. He seemed nervous. “There’s...there’s not much to it yet. I have so many plans, I just don’t know if I can get it done in the time limit...” The recording ended with that. Th30 happily skipped through the forest with not a care in the world. Soon, a small clearing came into view, illuminated by moonlight. “Name? Uh...I’ve never been good with names. I can’t think of one right now. I have to go work on a...different project. She’s coming along nicely, I would say. I also don’t have a name for her yet, I just need a simple...” The voice trailed off, the roboticist walking away. [Read more] |
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Posted: Wed, 15/02/2023 10:10 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 14/02/2023 22:33 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 14/02/2023 10:06 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 14/02/2023 00:44 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 14/02/2023 00:30 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 14/02/2023 00:00 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 13/02/2023 23:52 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 13/02/2023 23:26 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Mon, 13/02/2023 23:03 (2 Years ago) |
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