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"I am the Gol from the tower." N-14 answered, forgetting to smile again as they did so. You could almost see the pale doll's inner workings clicking like clockwork, it's humanity slipping with ease whenever a big enough mystery to eat up processing power was given. "This unit was ordered to...

Tent Of Dreams, But Also Explosives Morgan was snapping their fingers, arms crossed before them, hips and rectangular metal ears swaying to an internal beat that only they could hear. As cynical as it might seem, Morgan had rather settled into the concept of being a deployable humanoid weapon...

"Speak not with deceit, my fine knight of aquamarine~." Moon hadn't bothered to rise from the floor, instead sitting cross-legged and perched with a wolf-like candour. Her platinum hair was now completely messed up due to rolling around on the tiles, hanging over their face so that only one...

Moon spent most of the first few minutes clutching their face, as if to replace her eyes' normal confirmation of 'realness' with a more direct approach using their fingers. Kay didn't have any trouble moving though their mental defences, but instead could inject themselves right into that fuzzy...

Khandar Military Base - Workshop No immediate response to Artemis, until it was too late; Morgan was baffled by the sudden cut-off of Ares' connections, and kind of just sat staring into space for a minute. A shame. She thinks she likes them. "Sir? Sir?" A minute later, and they were sitting...

Columbary Moon rolled onto her back, looking at the ceiling, and was clearly overcome with the mentally transmitted taste of faux-lemon-grapefruit. She wondered if Hermit could ever really imitate the taste of something from memory alone... Holding the tiny slice up to the surrounding lights...

Columbary The presence of another made itself known in a horridly cloy way, a stray discordant string amongst the chorus of more concise, cool aligned auras. "Peace, be still." An impressively tall woman lingered into the space behind Tower's left shoulder, pale and lithe like a royal ghost...

Khandar Military Base - Workshop Morgan made a dull, soft scowl, heavy eyes and bleached white hair giving off the ominous presence of a mobile and agitated corpse. It took them an added minute to figure out the 'ears on a lanyard' were the metal ones currently attached to their cranium. "BAMF...

Khandar Mech Sheds During the early stages of their walk through the empty halls and ash-grey fields, the rabbit-cyborg found themselves trying to imagine the sensations that they should have felt. The breeze was probably cold, but refreshing after such a long trip in a giant bottle of recycled...

Refabrication Chamber -> Biomecha Nurse Station Morgan seemed to watch themselves sleepwalking from above, their mind paying closer attention to the diagnostics than actual base reality. It was only when spotting the toggle switch for 'VPSSE' (Vertex Pressure Simulated Sensory Emulation), did...

Having no central command structure was a double edged sword. The lone scout knew they were on their own, as much as their 'comrades' were listening in. Data was gathered on the approaching creatures in the manner of simply recording their own communication methods, trying to ascribe some kind...

Refabrication Chamber The detached cranium of the fey murder-doll sat motionless despite the repeated instructions, staring out into space. The tie-wrapped long beige hair and oversized lips had the effect of a chibified cartoon octopus, though here and now the grim dead eyes pushed her right...