Couldn't help myself. [Almost Human]

[robofeels]

Picking up another muse probably wasn't the smartest thing for you to do right now...

...But I'm grateful for your poor decision-making nonetheless. 

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[hawkingisabastard]

Huh. You're one of the few people I've seen be grateful about this mess.

[robofeels]

I'd just woken up after being decommissioned for four months, not too long ago.

Any chance I have to actually get out and do something is enough for me to be grateful for.

[hawkingisabastard]

Why the heck would someone do that?

[robofeels]

[Dorian's brow creases.] They felt that DRN's were... "defective". Too unstable.

We were made to be as human as possible. It isn't always easy for us to control our emotions.

[hawkingisabastard]

...

So, basically, because you did what you were designed to do too well. Some people...

Oh,. Doctor Atomic Robot Tesla, by the way. [Holds out a hand to shake.] Just call me Robot.

[robofeels]

[That gets a smile and a shrug out of the DRN.] I guess I'm guilty of overachieving.

[Dorian takes the hand offered, and gives it a generous shake. This bot appears to have a very... archaic design- but who is Dorian to judge? Most would say the same about him.]

I'm DRN-0167... But you can just call me Dorian. Nice to meet you.

Augh. Autocorrect sucks. It's supposed to be Robo, without the t.

[hawkingisabastard]

[He was built in the 1920's. Just be glad he doesn't look like Robbie the Robot.]

Likewise. So, what do you do, Dorian?

d-dat username ;-;

[ventusaerius]

Ah. So it seems that it's come full circle.

Lack of self-restraint usually isn't a trait worth being grateful about though. [he says as he quietly pushes his mun away. robot feels lakdjgalsdkfj]

<3

[robofeels]

....So I've been told.

[But Dorian's expression would imply that he doesn't necessarily agree.]

[ventusaerius]

You've been told... but disagree with it, correct?

[a pause]

My mun's quite fond of the show you hail from. In a roundabout way, I suppose I should thank you. We wouldn't be having this conversation otherwise.

[robofeels]

[Dorian shrugs.] Maybe you're right. A lack of restraint isn't always something to be proud of. But... sometimes it is. There are times when solving problems requires more than just rational thought.

[He smiles a friendly smile.] The pleasure is mine, man. [Curiously-] What kind of droid are you, then?

That's a very interesting design you have.

[ventusaerius]

[a thoughtful hm]

I'm a Reploid, circa 22XX. My design and DNA core are based directly off of the original, X. Though with some modifications. [because Master X is uncrackable and do you hear Harpuia puffing up with pride about this? YEAH, MEGAMAN sob]

As for designs... There are more interesting Reploid designs out there.

[robofeels]

[Interesting; Dorian has no information about such a droid whatsoever- but judging by the way that this place apparently works, that isn't too surprising.]

I like your design. [He states, simply.] It's...

Fun. [Dorian cants his head to the side; noting the way the the "reploid" swells with pride.] Who is X?

[ventusaerius]

[it's all right, Dorian. By the time Harpuia was built, all the DRN DLN bots had been long decommissioned. Well, minus Megaman X, but we'll get to that]

... 'Fun'. [really? Well, he's been called worse things so the comment is brushed off with a shake of his head]

Master X is the one who established Neo Arcadia, one of the last havens for humans ans Reploids in my world. He's the original; any and all Reploids you meet in the future owe their existance to Master X, no matter what form or shape they may take.

[nutsaboutscans]

[Oh. John's happy to see his face.]

Lack of restraint in a... whatever they're called... isn't really a promising trait when playing you.

A+ username

[robofeels]

[And this is the smile of a robot who knows.]

[He replies simply; canting his head to the side and raising his brows.]

Pardon?

same to you hehe

[nutsaboutscans]

[It's not like he likes him or anything!!] You and that mun or whatever are going to get into all sorts of trouble. Good thing I'm here.

[robofeels]

[Suuuuure.]

[Smugness intensifies.] I didn't know you worried so much, John.

[nutsaboutscans]

Of course I worry. How else would I warm my coffee?