Apping to ink_city

[harvestsouls]

[Initially, there's an almost curious tilt of the Machine's eye as it analyzes the information it had just received.]

...

[It's immediately followed by a clenching of mechanical claws and the sparking of electrical arcs.]

[Yeah, it only took a moment or two to dislike everything about this idea.]

(Fabrication Machine/BRAIN from "9")

Comments

[4_toteachus]

[Oh.

Well.

There's not enough words in Four's vocabulary to describe how terrified he is right now, how did this happen?]

[harvestsouls]

[YOU.]

[The Machine's arms coils back as it recognizes what it's looking at.]

[Violent arcs of electricity pulsing between each electrode was a good indication that it wasn't happy to see you, either.]

[littlecrowgirl]

You look like a robot!

I have a lot of robot friends in Ink City.

[harvestsouls]

[Yeah it's ignoring that statement because you're a human.]

[A human that's still alive.]

[HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[By breathing, to start.]

I bet you give great hugs with all those arms!

1/2

[harvestsouls]

[Yeah it gives good hugs.]

2/2

[harvestsouls]

[HUGS OF DEATH.]

[littlecrowgirl]

If you come to the city, you totally have to come to my birthday party. I don't take No for an answer!

Bring a pasta salad.

[harvestsouls]

[Kay.]

[It's anchored to the ceiling.]

[littlecrowgirl]

Well, if you're gonna be a wuss about it. Can't even attend a human party.

Worst robot ever.

[harvestsouls]

[It's a good thing that it can't destroy people right now because thats what it would be trying to do.]

[Immediate soul sucking death.]

[Instead, it has to settle for raising it's body up to loom over her, arms coiled in what could be recognized as frustration and anger.]

[littlecrowgirl]

You don't have to get cranky. It's not like it's my 18th birthday or anything. I would have made you an invitation and everything...

[harvestsouls]

[It rushes to her and stops a foot or so away, the aperture eye constricted to a small point.]

[Cranky doesn't even scratch the surface of what it was feeling. There was nothing but a deep-seated rage.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[She takes a small step back.]

Ahh! I'm sorry! I thought you...would...want to come...

suddenly it's srs

[harvestsouls]

[The arms expand outwards. There was so much it wanted to say. It wanted to scream.]

[It wasn't her comments - or even the girl herself. It's what she represented. A spawn of the tormentors. The fact that they had a chance after all it had done to get rid of them.]

[And worst of all, it couldn't do anything to make her leave. All it could do was was thrash and spark.]

needs some gurltouch

[littlecrowgirl]

[This thing was angry. Any idiot could see that. Was it because of her birthday?

Oh. Robots don't get birthdays. That had to be it...

She reached out slowly and touched that single eye.]

[harvestsouls]

[It immediately jerks back from the hand, startled.]

[The arms menacingly curl forward - or was it in defense?]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Kay recoils her hand slightly, then slowly inches it back, as if testing the waters.]

It's okay! I won't hurt you...

[harvestsouls]

[The arms rush out to shove the hand away with a cold claw, but then they retreat back. It coils back further, retreating upwards through the use of the railing that anchored it permanently to the ceiling.]

[It couldn't attack - not here. It couldn't just lash out and hurt. Make her leave.]

[All it could do was avoid, retreat. And it drove it mad.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Kay wasn't giving up that easily. She was stubborn.]

Shhh it's okay! It's okay...You're a good robot! I know you are.

[harvestsouls]

[No. No it wasn't. It wanted to kill the girl like it did to the rest of humanity.]

[It carefully pivoted the arms around itself and lifted up out of her reach. Despite it's angry outward lashes - it moved with an almost delicate attention to each limb.]

[littlecrowgirl]

[Nope, she's not having any of that. Her legs bounce and she hops up, grabbing onto one of those retreating arms.]

[harvestsouls]

[Wait what are you. Wat.]

[The eye jerks to look at the arm she clung onto - aperture constricted with anger.]

[With the arm pulling it down again, the Machine attempts to shake her off - the other claws beginning to reach over to remove the extra weight.]

[xjenny9]

[Sup robot bro]

Hey! I haven't seen any other robots lately, what's your name?

[aimless_arrow]

[Odd can only stare for a moment before he swallows.]

...XANA?