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Character Exercise:

Give me a number, and I will describe the physical characteristics of my character expressing it. NO DIALOGUE. Descriptors only! (Feel free to add to this list if reposting)

Anger

Happiness

Intense thought

Boredom

Lust

Hatred

Joy

Frustration

Embarrassment

Shame

Horror

Fear

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((Had a brain blast))

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*heals from grievous wounds cutely and with style*

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"Do I look like I care about correct corporate terminology? I'm not J."

Zing. Too bad there's literally no one else here who would understand that dunk. Well, anyways.

Uzi scratches at her cheek, frowning. "Uh, not really looking to do any sidequests today. Cuz, y'know, I got plans," she says, shaking her basket. "Besides, I don't do secondary locations on first meetings, nothing personal. You know how humans are, right? 'Cause you are one, and all. I let my guard down and suddenly I'm working twenty hours a day, making window cleaner on a conveyor belt. No thanks."

Yesteryear isn't gonna blow itself up, after all. But every time Wang Yi gives her an answer, it just raises more questions, and Uzi can't resist. "Wait, so your cyber cat boss is... Is it just with other normal cats or are there other cyber cats in the city? If it's the former, that's kind of... Isn't that fucked up? Like, I'm an advanced AI and you don't see me doing that."

And now she's uncomfortable about the whole thing, which means she's staying even longer. "Dude, the place you're from just sounds messed up. And that's coming from me. You know, the girl from the frozen-over exoplanet covered in human skeletons. And don't get me started on the roving murder drones."

"Gamified—no, I mean—I guess you're not wrong but..." Wang Yi pauses to bite his lip, scowling. For some reason, he thinks he can feel Xerxes Break glaring daggers at him from the afterlife. He coughs and corrects Uzi instead.

"And my cat's not any kind of boss. At most, he's middle-management."

"Don't give him the respect he doesn't deserve!"

That said, communicating with Sao Ling was a crapshoot. He didn't have his nifty System here, and it wasn't like a cat could carry a cell phone around the city on his back, so Wang Yi was stumped.

Until he remembered an important fact.

"Ok, I think he's on a date with his latest cat paramour today. You wanna take a train to Cotes and meet him there?"

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"Yeah, sure. That's what all old people say, even my dad says it and he's, like, in his forties or whatever. Practically a dinosaur," says Uzi, rolling her eyes. "He's always talking about when humans were still alive- do you know how long ago that was where I come from? Like twenty years or something."

Putting her bag down, she folds her arms and gives Eiden an extremely judgmental stare. It's time to take the kid gloves off, because while Uzi doesn't think of herself as a bully, she definitely has a petty teenager streak to her. "Listen, here's the problem, dude: You're boring. Look at this place, we've got this huge mall and a bunch of free money, but you're running errands and saying like 'Ooh, let's go grocery shopping.' Look over there, they've got an arcade! There's some VR shit over there, mini golf- No, that sucks. Anyways, I know I asked for your help with gift ideas, but I just thought you'd be more fun about it."

Pulling out her phone, Uzi shakes her head. "Hate to do this to you, but you really leave me no choice." She navigates to her contacts, hovers over 'eiden,' and with a few keys, changes it to 'eiden (boring)'.

"There," she says, holding it out for him to see. "See that? Mark of shame. 'Cause you're boring."

She tucks her phone away and grabs her bag again, sighing at the man's cardinal sin. "Well, at least I know what to get as a gift for you. A frickin' beige shirt, or a few pairs of socks."

" Ahaha... Look, I don't live alone so please spare me. "

Though who knows maybe Yuuji would find it really wicked. Actually he could see that happening pretty easily...

" Hey now, everybody watches movies!!!! Even little kids do!! It's got nothing to do with age!!! "

Lining up taxes with movies has to be some level of crime!!! And so is calling him old!!! He's still at his youthful age!!! She seems to have a little skewed idea of human aging huh.

" I'm young ok? Don't go calling me old!! If you have to just say smart and experienced instead!!! "

To be fair when he was a kid he thought 20-years olds pretty ancient too. Or just really cool, depending a little. Now at the other end of the range are the centuries old beings that regard him as a fledgling basically. He's starting to wonder which one's worse...

" They'll probably sell other stuff too if we're lucky but yeah, let's go take a look---

" Hmm! Not a bad choice huh. I'd wager they do have that - and probably other stuff too like consoles or CD's. It's just a level down from here."

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"Heheh, yeah, I am," she cackles, tucking her phone away. "I mean, can you blame me? I know that look, the whole 'I just got here and I'm scared' expression. Happened to me too, except the first person I met here was a blue hedgehog. Maybe talking rodents are normal where you come from? Whatever."

It is a lot to take in, though. Going from frozen-over, all-the-humans-are-dead, core-collapse'd Copper 9 to none-of-those-things Radial Island was a hell of a culture shock. Seeing real, live humans walking around, and being able to go to the store to buy Bleach merch was almost too much for her. Maybe she can cut this guy some slack. Just a little.

"Are you making words up?" she says, frowning. "Oh, let me guess. You didn't read the pamphlet on the ride in, huh? Well, not like it really tells you much..."

With a sigh, Uzi adopts a dull tone normally reserved for in-class presentations. "Welcome to the city of Spirale, graciously constructed by the Island Stars for reasons we don't get to know. You've been basically kidnapped, and so you live here now along with a bunch of other poor losers, because blah blah blah, whatever."

Shrugging, she pulls out her phone again, because maybe she can finally convince V to watch Akira instead. "Or you can just pretend it's hell. Not like you can leave either way. Hey, if you didn't read the welcome guide, you at least grabbed the cell phone, right? Otherwise... oof."

Peter's jaw falls slack at Uzi's quick response. Normally, he'd shrug her off as some dumb kid trying to scare him, but being in the situation he was in and considering the fact that he kinda did actually suck in life, the words were hitting a little too close to home.

He blinks a couple times, swallows, blinks again.

"No way this is hell. It's too nice lookin' to be hell," He murmurs, but his tone deceives him, he's clearly unnerved. He takes a moment to look around at the Terran-like skyscrapers, the paved streets, the shops. No way was this hell. This little kid was full of shit.

But before he can call her out on it, she's opened her mouth, something about erasing memories because she didn't want to watch a movie about dinosaurs that the mere mention of triggers some odd feeling in his head. He's just going to ignore that for now.

"Okay, so this isn't hell and you're fucking with me. So what planet is this? And who's behind bringing me here? Ravagers? Xandarians? Kree? God I hope it's not Kree."

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"I thought the Eiffel Tower was that really tall building in the United States. Well, Earth geography wasn't exactly an important topic in school, so I'll take your word for it. But then if we're not in France, why does it matter? We'll just... Not go to France. Easy."

∞ "That's Egypt. France has the Eiffel Tower and some hoity toity art museum." A lot of V's time as a Worker Drone had been spent in a library, so it made sense she'd know some things. "Either way, France isn't an island. We aren't in France."

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"Well, no, but... I guess you'd know better than me, huh..."

"Well, doesn't France have that... y'know, what's it called again? She makes a triangle shape with her hands, frowning. "The pyramids? I don't see those here, so we're probably fine."

∞ "Seriously, Uzi? It hasn't occurred to you that maybe we are on Earth in an unspecified amount of time into the past right now?" There was nothing to really prove it, but the conditions were similar enough. "As someone who lived on it, it feels pretty similar."

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"What, on Earth? The place that blew up? Guess we gotta be careful if we ever travel an unspecified amount of time into the past and however many lightyears away."

∞ "I read that the world's largest magnet is the ITER fusion reactor in France. Why would humans even build that thing? Its goddamned anti-drone tech, isn't it!?"

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"...I wanna meet Ofiuco. What's her IP?"

"Wonder if I could get, like, some kind of AI social club goin'. There's a lot of us here, might be nice to get to know each other. I mean, it's not like all organics are bad, it's just... You know. All those gross fluids and stuff."

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She feels like a child, trying to stifle tears as she clings to Mika's clothes. Being vulnerable sucks, being honest about your feelings sucks, crying sucks, ugh. But, well, Uzi is a child, so... Or maybe it just feels like she should be more mature than this, after everything that's happened. Or maybe after all those jokes, she really does need therapy. "I can't, it's a coping mechanism. I have a lot of trauma," she says, not resisting as Mika pulls her in. After a few moments, she returns the hug, wrapping her own small hands around Mika's back and keeping an eye on her internal temperature so she doesn't add more burn marks.

Hugs are nice. Would be nice to get more. Is that sad to think? Uzi holds on to Mika like she's about to use those wings to fly away, burying her face in her clothes. "O-okay," she sniffs, voice slightly muffled. "Thanks. It would, like, really suck if I started a big, awesome fire and no one was even around to see it.

Is Mika a bad person? She seems more like a dumb person to Uzi, but that's more or less par in this city. It's also more or less par back on Copper 9, so she's used to it.

"Okay, yeah... I'd like that. I dunno what you do for fun around here, but we could use something less... emotionally intense, I guess. And you better not leave. If you do, my breakdown is gonna be your fault."

She still hasn't released the hug. Mika's just warm, and she smells nice, and physical contact is pleasant when you're so terribly touch-starved. But all things must end, and Uzi finally lets go, stepping back. "A-anyways," she says, wiping one last tear from her visor. "I bet you're freezing, right? Let's go inside, and we can, like, talk about what we can do later. Just nothing with food, alright? You know I can't eat human stuff."

But while some fluff is nice, Uzi sighs. "And I guess... I got some stuff to tell you about, too. About Nier's drone corpse. But let's do it inside."

It might've been the first time Mika had seen her roommate like this at all. The betrayal she could see all over Uzi's face reminded her of Nagisa's all too much. And all of it continued to compound as the drone approached and clutched onto Mika's dress

."...Can you shut up about how cool you are for one minute you dummy?" The tears continued to fall from Mika's face as she pulled Uzi tight for a hug, shaking her head and sniffling the entire time.

"I won't leave then alright? Last thing I want is to have you here all alone. You'd probably manage to burn the house down or something in the process. Or one of your friends does it for you..."

Though V didn't seem like that type of individual. And from what she knew about N neither did they. Which did make Uzi the prime candidate for causing "havoc", either knowingly or out of a teenager fit that both of them knew were familiar with.

"How can I say no now? I'd just feel like an even worse person if I did. And that doesn't give you another step to talk about how cool you are alright?" She said before laughing to herself at how absurd the conversation veered already. "If you want to see we just have to go somewhere together that doesn't involve this townhouse."

After all of this maybe they did deserve a little bit of a casual time out. Anytime they came back here problems just keep arising. Something a little less involving murder or sadness wouldn't hurt.

"...But that means you're stuck with me now alright? No ifs ands or buts."

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Even worker drone memories aren't perfect- if everything they experienced was recorded in HD audio/video, it'd be terabytes worth of data from even just one day. Instead, most memories are compressed into less-perfect formats, and some redundant events are deleted entirely during a sleep cycle. In a way, it mirrors the fragile human memory, except you can go through files if you want and start reviewing events. Uzi wonders if it was designed that way on purpose, to better emulate their makers.

But that was something else, and it shakes her just a little. Even the other girl seems a bit rattled, though she turns down Uzi's offer of rest. "Well, suit yourself. Honestly, just count yourself lucky it wasn't something worse. Lotta trauma stored up here," she says, tapping the side of her head with a smirk. And then she frowns. "Wait, that's not a normal thing to brag about, huh."

Was the railgun that loud? It didn't seem like it in the moment, but maybe her audio receptors had lowered it automatically. Not really worth dwelling on, and Uzi shrugs. "Yeah, sorry. Call it even, then? I don't love having my privacy invaded, but... Not really your fault, I guess. Unless you're trying to trick me now... You better not be! You'll frickin' regret it!"

For a moment, Uzi's tail whips around, and the small maw at the end makes a hissing sound. After a moment, she reaches out and holds it shut, rolling her eyes. "Anyways... Name's Uzi. So, like, jumping into memories is your whole thing? I did that for some friends once, don't like to brag much, but yeah. Their admin was trying to delete some stuff- Eh, long story."

Mira isn't entirely sure what she was feeling throughout her whole being. She's seen thousands upon thousands of memories before, and while she'd seen some from Adam and Rich in person accompanied with sound, this time, this time was heavily different. No doubt the loudness of it hadn't helped. Adam's had been more sorrowful cries and yelling, Rich was happy, but this one? She almost, almost wished she couldn't have heard it, just not to have heard whatever that sound was at the very end.

Although, when she isn't meet with a hard questioning look like Adam had done so, Mira's frame eases up when all she's given is concern in return, hands not as tightly presses into her sides as some of the words bring up various questions. Meet her boyfriend? Was that typical of how souls meet? Seemed there was much to be learned still.

"I will be fine.. I do not need to sit down, thank you for the offer. I have seen many memories before, but having sound with them is a relatively new thing for me. I've only had three instances so far, yours included and yours by far was the loudest of them, it just.. Took me by surprise, and I know souls do not like having such things seen without consent, or so I am told."

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"Wow, looks like someone's looking to start their own 'AI who are little bitches about it' club. Activities include seething and malding."

"What the hell are you talking about? " Swings monitor over to Look at her. "Nevermind. You would say that, looking just like them. Typical."

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"Wonder if I could get, like, some kind of AI social club goin'. There's a lot of us here, might be nice to get to know each other. I mean, it's not like all organics are bad, it's just... You know. All those gross fluids and stuff."

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"No."

"I've had enough messed-up triangles in my life, I don't need any more. Even if they do have funny little hats."

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"This guy's hiding something, right? I've watched enough anime to know that dudes don't look like this unless they've got some kind of dark secret. What is it? Cult? Cannibalism? Mass murder? Triple combo? Tell me if I'm hot or cold."