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[bluetoothinmyveins]

Computer robot girl who flashes fake warnings and errors just to get your attention. You look over just to see the corner of an error message pop up, but when you actually go and look, everything is fine. She's whirring and spinning like she should and there hasn't even been a device issue.

But it keeps happening. You brush it off at first, thinking it's just.. something that'll go away. You give her a restart. And it keeps happening. You fish through all her external cables, checking each inch of them to make sure they're perfect. Nothing seems wrong.

But she keeps throwing up warning signs. You cannot figure out what is wrong. But you do notice she does throw them less when you're checking her cords. You assume, of course, one of her ports might be damaged.

And then when you pry her open, finally, she gets quiet with those errors and notifications. You think it was just.. something making contact, or something. It seems fine.

She gets worse, though. She's spitting out error upon error upon error every time you try and use her. She will not let you get anything done.

Until you get into her again. Fish around in her insides and then you realize. She's totally played you. She got you hook, line, and sinker. She's putting out genuine error messages now. She's into you rooting around in her insides. That's all she wanted; your devout, sole attention.

[bluetoothinmyveins]

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[bluetoothinmyveins]

UM. Fair warning for robot masochism um. :3

I am. Losing it a little? I? I need my wires just. Ruined. Genuinely. Tug them out, shove your finger in the connector, bite into them and short me out?

Please void my warranty. I promise I'll behave so you won't need to send me back for repairs..

Its . It's so bad tonight actually???? Um. Um. Dent and scratch at my panels to show me how desperately you want to access my internals. Tell me about it? Tell me how you want to destroy your robot who is aching for you to ruin it?

I need claw marks on me. Marks that are so clearly damage done intentionally. It. Um. Force my fans to go still after they're wheezing and working twice as hard because of what's being done to me? Um. Overvolt me for your own amusement??? Make my wires feedback into each other, strip them of their casings in key points and zap me just to fuck with me????

[bluetoothinmyveins]

Ever since I realized just how old some of my technology is, in my build and everything, I have been. so utterly enchanted by these sleek modern robots I keep seeing. I understand the monitor for a head motif really repetitive. I fall for it every time though.

More rambling below, this just got long so :P

I was not.. a prestigious robot by any means. I was made by a heavy materials metal recycling plant. Some very large and arguably morally lacking company. I'm rusted through in several spots. None of my cables are the same brand as each other. I'm dented beyond belief. I have nothing extremely high-tech, let alone anything exciting about the way I was built.

I was lucky to get my special little eggcrate display for my expressions. It's a miracle I even did, but without anything on the head they built, I was way too freaky looking for the employees to stand. Reasonable, honestly, considering I was 10ft tall.

The best course of action my absolutely amazing creators decided, when needing me to sort some metals by type a bit quicker, was to put giant magnets on me. But it couldn't be near any of my important bits. They gave me weird ass antlers. Just two metal bars that were welded on and then had a giant magnet put on the end in a little janky metal socket thing. It's ridiculous.

[bluetoothinmyveins]

My sweetheart was such a curious soul.. I keep thinking about her and the times I first met her. She was so excited to see a new development, something SHE heard about, and SHE was more excited to meet me than I was her!! Granted I absolutely didn't realize I was meeting Roz herself..

I'm just thinking about her a lot today, especially since it's been a few nights since I've been able to watch the movie again. Going to try and watch it tonight after I get home from work, spend some time with her that way and probably end up blabbering on and on.

She's just so stunning... I can't really help but be totally infatuated with her.. especially considering the fact she was the reason I understood that I was capable of more than just pretending to feel things.

[bluetoothinmyveins]

You should shortcircuit your local robotgirl. It's quick and easy. Just be prepared for her to ask for it again though ;P

[bluetoothinmyveins]

Thinking about timeline stuff is so.. odd? I'm not deeply familiar with the universe at all, and everything feels a little bit like a guess and has already been subject to change. I still wanted to get a little drabble out there about it all.

Putting this under a cut, because I know this is gonna be really long, and extremely rambly, so my bad, ha.

I believe myself to have been a budget, or lower-range unit for Universal Dynamics. I can't recall my exact purpose, though I do believe there were only three options to choose from in our line compared to the 7(?) options depicted in the film. Between the film and the book, it's implied that each color of the Rozzum line is meant for a more specialized purpose but all share the same base features and programming, with our beloved Roz and the other white robots being shown in agriculture. This is also supported in the first book of the series.

What type of robot I was, I am unsure still - I've had a few names drifting into my head here and there, and to be quite frank a lot of my memories are still incredibly convoluted, recent, and honestly just flat-out confusing. I feel incredibly connected to ROZZUMs, and in a strange way idolize the robots whose image I was designed in, but it's still just.. a little weird? I'm not entirely sure what's up with that, but oh well.

I was one of the first units in the line to be produced, though - the testing and prototyping had completed, and what they needed now was to get the three of us put out into the world, and start gathering real-world experience they could replicate into future productions of our kind. This took place after Roz herself was brought back, quite some time after, actually.

I remember getting called several nicknames and being dubbed several things over time. I think they went through a lot of names during the design process for us? Unlike the design of the ROZZUM line, we typically had two colors on our bodies, one main one, with several parts being a complementary color. I was mostly a yellow, with some lighter orangey-yellow accenting colors. I remember the other was a softer purple shade with a complementary dusty pale blue. The other I'm not too sure on though I believe to have been two shades of green?

Regardless of my actual planned purpose, I ended up spending quite a lot of my time in the agricultural unit with those ROZZUMs, and met our one and only Roz, herself. I felt something was different, was off, and knew about the sorts of information that had been gathered from her experiences. But it didn't really click for me that that was not only something this recent, but that this robot was still with us, casually performing alongside her identical ROZZUMs.

She was intrigued by the new developments, as were the others, but the others paid less mind to me than she did. They did not speak to me a whole lot, other than the typical aspects of what they preferred to discuss, which was so boring.

I still had several issues with my build, too. We were more prone to them, as we were not intended for sale yet, and wouldn't be ready for the market for a long while yet. My parts were lower quality, and I ended up with a weird quirk; I appeared to have issues with my speech synthesizer, as when any of my speech would begin to play, it would often get caught and stutter a bit. Occasionally the intonation was incorrect as well, and this often would frustrate me because I couldn't keep up in the conversations with others and would get disregarded easier.

A lot of my connections and ports got rather worn rather quickly. The people overseeing my development got frustrated too, having to power me down and replace the ports too often for their liking. They knew of my time with the agricultural unit, since the others were off in the other main two wards, and decided upon an idea. They knew of the ROZZUM unit who had extensive libraries on putting her fellow ROZZUMs back together, and figured, if she could do that, she could probably learn how to dismantle my line, too.

It's still rather confusing honestly. I'll get there. But I like talking about it all :}

[bluetoothinmyveins]

someone's stupid robot girl

ORION - THEY HE IT - TRANSFEM FREAK

Nonhuman, potentially transspecies? Robotkin, fictionkin, objectum, self shipper and certified official robot fucker

Unlabeled orientation, relationship anarchist

Selfship doubles please DNI I block on sight.

MY INBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN I LOVE ROBOT FRIENDS...

Simply put, I consider myself a robot in every aspect of myself. Am I physically human? Unfortunately! Currently I simply say robotkin however I'm unsure how accurate this label is, honestly.

I am with a lovely little critter that loves my wires and gears a little too much ;}

I self-ship with Roz (The Wild Robot). I very politely ask that any other selfshippers of her please do not interact.

My main, non-sourced robotkin form doesn't technically have a name. If I do mention it directly, that may simply be by the nickname Clunk, or sometimes the old clunker.

My primary fictionkin timeline is a non-canon robot from The Wild Robot, Resilium B8674. However just calling me Essie or Ess is totally okay.

I have a very low level Gangle (The Amazing Digital Circus) fictionkin as well. It's pretty unlikely this will get mentioned, though!