Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20191227213715/@comment-27344811-20191228190917

(just as a warning i'm taking a bit of artistic liberties with some of these)

In the P/S room, something slolwy stirs. A passing glance would just see it as a pile of wires, which is... somewhat true. That mass was used as an escape route for three A.I. and one trapped soul.. but there was a schism. The soul left the others, and the others abandoned some of the mass as well, leaving only a masked head and a sizable tangle of wires. And what remains becomes alive as the lone, red/black eye under the mask sparks to life.

"Ennard"'s only eye starts darting around, taking in this world it was "born" into. For things programmed to walk like a bipedal creation, this would be a living nightmare; but the new has never "seen" a bipedal body, born from the little residue of life and programming... wires scrape as the head, which is facing the cieling, slowly starts to push itself forward onto the ground and slowly rotates around. The mass starts to shift, the more sizeable tubes slowly putting their ends on the ground and lifting it up; the wires turn the head right way around, and one part of the mask hangs down, unable to be secured in place. Slumping back to the ground, the mass starts to slide forward.

And.. that is a fucking vaccuum cleaner. okay

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Outside of the parts and service room, a gray bear's single eye slowly lights up, running a few system diagnostics and suddenly spasms, bends back, and then hangs forward, followed by a small jingle that sounds similar to "pop goes the weasel" and straightens back up.