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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:21:15 GMT -5
As usual, Dameon was wandering around the town, trying to figure out who he was, and why he was homeless. He could've swore he initialized his first day setting today, and yet there was nobody to greet him. He had no reason for being around, and yet he was curious. What kind of robot is activated with no one around? It was such a mystery to him. But he didn't know what to do about it. All he could do was continue walking on this sidewalk.
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:24:23 GMT -5
Cory-Ann and Alexa chatted amongst themselves as they headed for a restaurant they normally frequented, having just started back from skating for most of the morning.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:29:39 GMT -5
Dameon noticed the girls and wondered if they might know anything about why he was here. No one else was around that he could see. Why not? He approached the girls and asked "U-Um... Hello... I'm... Dameon... Would you happen to know anything... about me?"
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:32:13 GMT -5
"Dameon... No, I can't say that I do really," Alexa said after a moment's thought before glancing back to him, "Why so?"
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:33:32 GMT -5
"Oh... I'm a robot who started up today, but... no one was around... I can't find a creator, client, anything at all that a robot should consult on their first day of activation."
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:36:36 GMT -5
"Oh, I see," Alexa said, seeming a bit down at that.
"That does suck..." Cory-Ann said, rubbing the back of her neck.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:40:54 GMT -5
"Well... Thanks anyways. I'm sure there's somebody who knows about me. A robot has to be made by somebody, right? Otherwise, a robot can't be made."
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:44:15 GMT -5
"Well, yes... though it is a bit odd that there wasn't anyone there when you activated," Alexa said thoughtfully.
"Think someone back at the fortress might know something?" Cory-Ann asked curiously.
"I wouldn't be too sure on that one..." Alexa said.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:45:30 GMT -5
Dameon still didn't know anything about the world, so he had to ask. "What's a... fortress?"
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:47:31 GMT -5
"It's... uh, my uncle's place," Alexa said, sweat-dropping, "It's a rather heavily fortified building. You pretty much can't get in unless you're invited in."
"Poor girl is pretty much the only human in a place full of bots. Gets rather chaotic on a day to day basis," Cory-Ann mused.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:50:46 GMT -5
"Sound's almost like a regular old house to me." Dameon shrugged. "Well, except for the part about bots." he chuckled.
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 21:51:57 GMT -5
"Well, it is for the most part..." Alexa said, sweat-dropping.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 21:59:52 GMT -5
Dameon chuckled a bit more at Alexa's last remark. "Well... I guess I should keep looking." He turned around and began to walk off a bit.
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Post by Christi on Dec 17, 2009 22:01:59 GMT -5
"Good luck!" Alexa called out cheerfully to him, continuing on into the restaurant with Cory-Ann.
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Post by 8bitbluemage on Dec 17, 2009 22:05:10 GMT -5
He turned around and waved. "Thanks!"
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