1st Experiment [voice]

[painfeels]

I don't want this. Where is she? WHERE IS THAT WOMAN?

This fight, their war... It means nothing to me!

[The voice, deep and distorted as it sounds, can just barely pass as female. Whoever this is, the grunts and heavy breathing should be enough to let others know how angry she is.]

They all think they can control me, tell me what to do.

THEY'RE WRONG.

[additional grunting, and pained noises go here.]

Let me go, now! I don't have time for this. I have to find Valentine.

Find her, and KILL HER!

Comments

Audio;

[musclebeast]

It's extremely varied on what an individual wants.

Audio;

[painfeels]

What do the robots look like? You have any you can show off?

Audio;

[musclebeast]

They usually look like metallic versions on my own kind. And yes I do.

Audio;

[painfeels]

Can I see?

Audio -> Video;

[musclebeast]

[With a heavy sigh he turns on video. Equius adjusts his shades, looking at the computer for a moment before moving out of the screen. It's not long before she'll hear a few tacks of something plastic, as if typing and then the sound of metal to hard floor. Footsteps? Sounds like it.]

[Soon it's not Equius she's looking at, or a messy room, but instead a robot, it looks rather similar to Equius himself- in basic build, arms, legs, general person 'form'- but has some nondescript horns and bright, glowing red eyes. It appears to be made of metal with a lot of stream lined joints.]

Audio;

[painfeels]

That looks even better than I thought. You're pretty good to have built him on your own.

Audio;

[musclebeast]

I am more than good, I am excellent. I am extremely experienced and skilled. You were wrong to underestimate my talent.

Audio;

[painfeels]

Alright, fine. You're amazing. The best. Better than anyone I've ever known.

Satisfied?