steam powered giraffe-inspired/based oc; also the star of a failed nanowrimo attempt

[harpstrings]

[The dainty automaton creaks a bit when she moves, pressing her jointed porcelain-covered hands together in front of her chest. Her voice is very faint and has an old-fashioned "noise" like a song being played through a phonograph.]

... thank you for remembering me. Shall we play, ma'am?

[[A full picture of her can be found on her profile, as well as a bit of backstory. Canon SPG bots are welcome, as are... anything else in the world, really.]]

Comments

Wow!

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka watches the robot with great interest, her movements reminding the winged girl of a music box she saw back home.]

Who are you?

I hope that's a good reaction! Hahaha.

[harpstrings]

[Oh-- a person! Pizzi hasn't seen one of those in a long time. She sinks into a stiff, preprogrammed curtsy.]

My name is Pizzicato. I am a harp-playing automaton created for your entertainment.

It is! I love ocs with lots of info1

[charcoalfeather]

[She's... kind of odd, but Rakka returns the curtsy with a smile.]

Really? Nice to meet you. I'm Rakka. You play music?

[desertdaggers]

Play what?

[propping his head up on one chin and smiling politely]

[harpstrings]

Whatever Mundane wishes to. I heard that we were to play games here...

[desertdaggers]

That's the general idea, yes! What kind of thing do you think you'd like to play, if you had the choice?

[harpstrings]

... I don't know. I don't know many games, and these games are... strange.

[desertdaggers]

They're probably not that much like the ones at home, no. More like adventures, I suppose.

Which ones do you know, though, may I ask?

[harpstrings]

Only the kind of games played at parties. Sometimes the master would let me play with the guests if he was busy.

[desertdaggers]

Ah, I see. And… other times?