automataxapatico
automataxapatico
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An independent RP blog for Lopez from Red vs Blue, sideblog to perpetualxfire, run by Seeker. The theme is not done yet (obviously) but the rules aren't vastly different from perpetualxfire. In all seriousness, this blog is still under construction, so... If you have any questions, ask me, a'ight fam? A'ight.
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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abitofafatass‌:​
“Hate?” Grif snorted, “You do realize that Sarge probably considers you his son. If you’d just learn English, it’d make everything much easier.” There was only one member of this team that needed the low self esteem to think that everyone hated them, thank you.
“Well, anyways, glad to have you back. I’m sure Sarge will have some stupid, pointless project for you. I think we’re all going to be keeping a low profile for a while, while Wash heals up and starts his recovery process. Hopefully that means we’ll actually be retired for a few years and wont get dragged into some bullshit while Wash is benched.”
    Lopez stared at Grif for a long flat moment as he tried to process just how many slights and insults Grif had hit on in a single sentence. Sarge cared about him? As if. If he’d just learn English? He knew English. In fact, he was always speaking it - to him, at least. His processor formulated the sentences in English, but Sarge had installed a translation chip that interrupted the process between his own processor and his speakers that translated it. He didn’t even have his own voice, even less his own language. Sometimes he wondered what his voice even sounded like.
  “ Estoy hablando inglés. Mi procesador capta la oración y la traduce sin mi palabra, mientras estoy hablando y bombea esta monstruosidad del habla traducida. Eso es culpa de Sarge, y no quiero que nadie intente arreglarlo, porque tengo que desconectarme para solucionarlo, y conociéndolos a todos, se distraerá en medio de hacerlo, si es que se molesta en hacerlo. y déjame cerrado y desarmado durante varios años mientras estás en una aventura en otro planeta. ”
    That also gave Lopez impression of this ‘retirement’ idea; he knew it wasn’t going to last. Maybe a year, but what even was a year anymore? Any sensation of time he’d once had was completely shot by the literal millennia he’d just experienced. It would be no time at all before they were dragged into something new, so they may as well just accept it.
  “ No quiero hacer los proyectos de Sarge, son inútiles y estúpidos. ”
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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 If you are interested in a thread (and we do not already have an active one) go ahead and give this post a like! Any starters will go into the queue after the current reply run makes its way out, so it could be a few days before you see a starter. If you’re a multimuse, please specify which muse you want a starter for, and if your account is on a sideblog, please provide a url!
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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mcrcenario‌:
“Solo en los viernes,” Locus replies after a short pause to determine that the robot is joking. Lopez is rather lacking in inflection at times, and has no facial expressions or body language for Locus to analyze. Though he likes speaking his mother tongue, it does make communication a little, well, odd for him. 
Still, the best course of action might be to speak his language- literally and physically. So Locus tries to remember what “sarcasm” is like. 
“Es la unica dia de la semana cuando tengo un descanso de comiendo bebes humanos y golpeando focas bebé. Al menos, creo que eso es lo que imaginas que hago.”
It’s not meant to be rude, per se, Locus knows the robot would be not in the wrong to think that of him. He just hopes that wasn’t too much. Felix used to say he overdoes it when he thinks he’s being funny. Felix was right sometimes, but he can never tell which of those is which now. 
    Lopez would shrug, if two conditions were met - the first that he had a body to shrug with, and the second that he remembered how to use body language now that he had the programming necessary to use fluid and dynamic motions instead of some kind of surgeon-simulator-esc system any time he wasn’t using a preset motion. Sarge may be some kind of crack-pot genius of sorts, but there was only so much you could do building an AI from scratch, and Lopez was still piecing himself together.
  “ ¿Eso es algo que la gente hace? No tengo margen para la actividad humana normal fuera de los Rojos y los Azules. Nunca he estado en ninguna apariencia de sociedad normal. ”
    Lopez’ scope of the universe was limited, and honestly he’d never heard anything about clubbing seals. He wasn’t even entirely sure of what a seal was, if he were being honest, but he wasn’t about to plead ignorance. He knew better.
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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While Lopez had lived out the lifetime of a particularly old and hoary god, it had only been a few hours for Grif, relatively speaking. He’d thought he’d lost a concept of time before, when days and weeks sort of blended together into one long stretch of bored wakefulness and tormented nightmares. That was nothing when one could literally ignore the entire concept of linear time.
“How have things been?” he repeated, sounding a bit blank. “Uhhh… Since you apparently fell into the Labyrinth? Well… you know, Wash got shot again, uhhhh, Chrovos is stopped for now, she was Genkins the whole time or some shit. Its been… Its only been a day dude.”
    It may have only been a day, but Lopez’ memory was not perfect. Asking him to perfectly recall the events of Grif’s yesterday would be like asking a middle aged individual to recall the events of their childhood with perfect clarity. While Lopez had a fairly tangible grasp on what had happened, he knew there were things that he’d mis-remember; a lot had happened, for him.
 “ Para ti. Para mí, han sido mil vidas. Necesito asegurarme de que recuerdo correctamente. Todos ustedes me odian lo suficiente sin que yo arruine algo. ”
    Lopez was, in a sense, walking into this with a clear head - and in another, walking into it with a vastly different perspective. Of course, this perspective would inevitably collapse as soon as literally anybody here broke it out of him again, in some monumental wave of stupidity, as was typical for these idiots, but it was... Nice, being able to see the world from a broader scale. He’d gotten to see things outside of the reds and blues now, and how the rest of the world worked, and decided that, for the most part, his life with them maybe hadn’t been so bad.
    Let’s see how long that lasts.
@abitofafatass​
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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HOLY FUCK
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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Starter for @mcrcenario!
    Lopez was not a social individual. He was perfectly content, when being left alone with Locus, to simply not talk. He tended to be reactionary, anyway, and even then, the idea that somebody might actually understand the snark he was giving out terrified him to no end. He was decently well liked, as it was; they tolerated him, kept him around for the action, and he had a place with the Reds and Blues. Without them... He was just a robot that had nowhere to go.
    Now... He was a head. On a ship. With a Merc. Who spoke Spanish. There wasn’t a lot he could work with here; it wasn’t like he was well adjusted, socially, and he felt a bit weird just... Sitting here.
        “ ¿Viene aquí a menudo? ”
    This was his attempt at a joke, believe it or not. Lopez wasn’t good at jokes, mind you, because he’d never really had a good sounding board - his humor was usually dry humor, and this, he believed, wasn’t far outside of the bounds.
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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@abitofafatass​ liked for a starter!          (NOTE: Thread contains spoilers for the RvB17 finale, which is not available to the public. It will be tagged as #RvB17 Sponsor Spoilers //. Read at your own risk!)
    Lopez had been alone for a very, very long time. He didn’t like to associate with people much, and never had, but witnessing the birth of the universe, the evolution of society, the start of space travel... Of course, he didn’t get to participate, even if he’d wanted to; he’d been lucky to be orbiting earth, but it wasn’t until the beginning of the Great War that he’d actually managed to come down planet side. He’d had to do repairs to himself - a difficult task, thanks to Sarge’s construction choices - and eventually he’d managed to get onto a ship. By the time he’d made it back to Chorus, he was able to reunite with the reds and blues in their repaired timeline, several millennium older and with a new perspective.
    He didn’t really want to reunite with the Reds and Blues, but after an eternity in outer space, he knew they were the only ones who would accept him, and so he’d returned, and things had gone back to normal. Stupid, frustrating, and mundane, but normal. Nobody understood him, and that was fine. He’d learned that he very, very much preferred it that way. What he’d conveniently forgotten was that Grif had learned Spanish in the meantime, so when Grif approached him speaking Spanish when they were alone, he’d about jumped out of his shell.
        “ Hola grif ¿Cómo han sido las cosas? ”
    That was, perhaps, one of the most normal greetings he’d ever given.
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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 If you are interested in a thread (and we do not already have an active one) go ahead and give this post a like! If you’re a multimuse, please specify which muse you want a starter for, and if your account is on a sideblog, please provide a URL!
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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@abitofafatass: (cont. from)
“You know something? That is incredibly fair. I mean, you still have to listen to him talk, but at least its not like. An actual conversation.”
    Sin embargo, hay un inconveniente: cuando tengo sentido y literalmente resuelvo los problemas de todos, en lugar de eso, me interpretan como un idiota de pánico.
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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                                         Hey! It’s that time of year again!
Yup! It’s time I booted this masterlist back into shape and updated it now that RvB has started up again! 
If you are interested in being added ( or re-added, i’m starting out fresh! ), please REBLOG this post with the following in the tags:          *  name of your character.          *  canon or original character.
Or, if your muse is from another fandom, but with an rvb verse, please pop that in the tags for me and I’ll be happy to add you too!
                                           Let’s find each other again in 2019!
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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 (in all seriousness tho i have more pictures of my OC than I do of Lopez. I have more pictures of DELTA than I do of Lopez. what am i supposed to do with this.)
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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 (Lopez’ theme is once again another 10/10 theme with image selections being ‘whatever i could find on my computer’)
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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thestupidmeanone·:
“You were young and naive. It happens to the best of us.”
“ ¿No soy yo también una persona? ”
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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thestupidmeanone·:
“Trust me, dude, I know how you feel. I gotta say, that might be one of the least crazy things I’ve heard Sarge do. Which isn’t really a high bar, mind you, but still.”
“ Solía ··poner tanta fe en todos ellos y esforzarme tanto por su causa. Soy un robot roto. ”
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automataxapatico · 6 years ago
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thestupidmeanone‌:
“Apathy. Gotcha. Okay, I can respect that.”
“ La apatía ahorra mucha energía mental al tratar de procesar sus absurdas demandas. Sarge una vez me pidió que le construyera una tostadora que disparaba láseres cada vez que la tostada terminaba. ”
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