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My Little Android (RP Journal #2)
"I wonder… who my master will be?"
Standing patiently in her assigned wooden crate, a young girl listened to the gentle rocking of the box around her and felt the vibration of the wheels that carted her towards the building. It was a much nicer feeling than the drive over here; not as many disrupting bumps and turns. She paid no mind to those thoughts for she was quickly captured by another. Who would be her master? Would it be a business man? Or perhaps a single mother of three? A college student? The possibilities were endless! How exciting this was for her! She may have been the one of last to be bought in the store, but that did not matter now. She had a home now.
Her thoughts were then disrupted when the cart suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of knocking upon a door. She couldn't see outside her crate, but she could tell that she was there. She made sure she was in the correct posture that she was instructed to present, now waiting for the box to be opened. Soon, the door opened and some chit-chat was exchanged between the delivery man and the resident before the box was rolled in. With a careful movement, the delivery man shifted the crate off the wheels that carried it onto the floor and, after a brief exchange of words, the man left, leaving the awaiting customer with his/her special gift.
The young woman listened to the movements of the other, hearing them exit and then return, only to smack something into the crate. It must have been a crowbar. Creeaaak. CreeAAAkk—SNAP! The front wall of the box fell open and rattled on the floor, revealing its contents.
Automatically, she gave a smile and cautiously exited the crate, revealing her to be a young-looking girl of around 16 or 17 with pale white skin, short, raven black hair, and shimmering blue eyes, and wearing nothing but a pair of white undergarments. She shifted her attention to her releaser and spoke in a sweet tone.
"Hello. I'm a third generation AX400 android. I can look after your house, do the cooking, mind the kids. I organize your appointments. I speak 400 languages and I'm entirely at your disposal as a sexual partner. No need to feed me or recharge me. I am equipped with a quantum battery that makes me function for 173 years."
As if reading from a book, she strung out this whole introduction of herself, explaining everything that her new owner truly needed to know. Once she finished, she gave a pause, examining the other's expression before continuing.
"My default name is Alice, but if you would like for me to possess a different name, just say the word. Okay?"
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((Yay~ Another RP Journal! > u < This was inspired by this video. I really wanted to rp this, man. I hope the starter's alright~))
Deceptions and Saviors (RP Journal #1)
Coming up next..."
Not a day passed that someone wouldn't bring up the recent maulings that have been occurring in Salem. It was only the second incident, but people have become more and more concerned. This wasn't some elaborate string of murders caused by two humans, it was two wild animals roaming about undetected and that somehow was even scarier. Even worse was the fact that no one had any idea what the creatures were. All they knew was that they were large and so far only attacking at night.
And the next night had come. It was the evening after the recent mauling and most had not dared to linger the streets for too long in fear of being next. For the first few hours of nightfall, nothing seemed to happen. Hopefully, nothing would. There were a few days of leway after the first attack, so perhaps this time would be the same? It was then that clouds started to roll in through the dark sky and began to rain, followed by a few rumbles of thunder. The ran fell unforgivingly upon the city, soaking it in minutes. Another hour passed and nothing more happened, until...
Crash!
The sound of a trashcan being smashed into a brick wall was heard, followed by cries for mercy and growls of malice. In an alleyway, a small-framed, hooded figure held a defenseless woman it seemed to the ground by the collar of her shirt with the other hand raised as if ready to strike.
"P-Please! Don't kill me! I'll do anything! Just please let me go!" The pinned woman cried with a cracked voice, "Oh god, somebody help!"
What do you do?
((Whoot!~ It's about time I put up a roleplay journal!
Sure, not exactly the most pleasant of topics, but I was having a hard time choosing and it eventually came to this. XD;; Besides, I like have my first rp journal for anything be dramatic and special. It's the "big bang" of the account, I guess you could say. Okay, I just made that up, but you get the idea, right?Soooooo, yeah. Have fun. It should be interesting to see how you guys respond to this~