There was some minor clamoring about the guest class hosted by the infamous DETH (and for those unaware of DETH, not to be associated with the same word plus an A, DETH was primarily responsible for Human understanding and awareness. And not through any conventional means either, like the usual dismemberment or terrifying; no, they promoted the peaceful loving, caring, and understanding of commonly misunderstood Humans. If this had been an actual class, it might have been cancelled simply due to the lack of proper enthusiasm.
However, this was a guest class. Guest classes were few and far between and usually involved things like extra credits, fun and exciting field trips, and the opportunity to skip out on much more boring classes as well as handing in homework or exams from said classes. It was an excuse, and excuses in school were about as rare as rare elite minipets*
*Save rare elite scareons.
The gymnasium seemed to be hosting this special event, and the signs and hundreds of sparkling banners with colourful posters that said things such as "HUMANS ARE MEANT TO BE LOVED" and "LEARN HOW TO UNDERSTAND HUMANS" better were all over the walls, floors, and even ceilings of the school. It was one thing to be doing one's own business in the Other Bathrooms, it was another to be attempting to while a giant sparkling poster of a smiling face was staring down at you from the ceiling or well asking you if you had hugged your fellow Human today, but you better wash your hands before anything of the hugging sort (incidentally the posters in the lockers just said 'Don't LOCK yourself up about missing this important seminar about Humans!' )
< Make sure you pick up the pamphlet first! > the Professor speaking was a non rare elite minipet-like creature sitting on the display table. A display table with a giant stand that showed a very accurate diagram of a Human. On the table itself was a very, very long stack of pamphlets that read the following:
< Remember, > the Professor continued, < A Humanbot WILL explode if you leave it unattended for too long or feed it too much emotion. You must regulate it by watching its emotion meter. A healthy Human is one who understands you as much as you understand them! >
A few students were being accosted with what looked like a giant, clunky mannikin. A giant, clunky mannikin that whirred a bit and then stirred to life. Some of them were wearing T-shirts, while others wore what looked like suits, dresses, so on so forth, their wooden faces painted with various expressions.
<Humanbots should be returned at the end of this week. Make sure you submit in your Humanbot Journal all the adventures you have had with your Humanbot. This is all to understand them better!
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 4:42 pm
OOC: YOUR HUMANBOT AND YOU
YOUR HUMANBOT AND YOU
gaia_crown[ STEP 1: PICKING UP A HUMANBOT ] Congratulations! You have just picked up a Humanbot! Before you get started, please have your student ICly RP coming into the class and picking one up, just in this thread is good. They should probably sign the above waiver form too. - Horsemen ARE allowed to participate! - Then, roll a 10-sided dice and read the following below (match your dice roll to the result). This is the appearance and personality of the Humanbot you have picked up! Feel free to name it! (Click on the spoiler tag)
1) Hipster Humanbot. Hipster Humanbot wears oversized glasses and a beanie hat, and has one pant leg rolled up because it is hipster. It will occasionally spout meaningful words at you such as "I don't do vegetarian, I do vegan," and "Biking is soooo much cooler than taking public transportation!"
2) Goth Humanbot. Goth Humanbot's face comes with a frown, and some very heavy makeup. Goth Humanbot wears only the darkest black with purple with more black, and might even make some of the darkest Reapers cringe at Goth Humanbot's clothing decisions. It only says things such as ".........." and "...The darkness within haunts my soul..." and "...Crawling in my skin..."
3) Gamer Humanbot. Gamer Humanbot seems to be wearing all sorts of mismatched clothes. They are holding what looks like a weird mutated version of a Nintendeath DS. The game console occasionally beeps as it looks into it and tells you things such as its high score or how they still have to grind for another two weeks to get the legendary golden turnip.
4) Social Justice Humanbot. Social Justice Humanbot wears only the straightest and most clean cut of clothes, but makes sure that their T-shirt has something that says something like "CHECK YOUR PRIVILEGES", or "YOU DON'T KNOW ME" or something. They also hold up boards saying the same thing. Social Justice Humanbots will scream out random things such as for you to "check yourself," and how "inappropriate your comment is to others," and how "you didn't even consider other people."
5) Know-it-all Humanbot. The Know-it-all Humanbot knows everything. It probably wears know-it-all glasses. It doesn't matter if the topic is irrelevant, it is irrelevant because they know it. Did you know that the human body is 53% water, and water is 11% hydrogen by mass but 67% hydrogen by atomic percent? Did you know that on 4 July 2012, a previously unknown particle with a mass between 125 and 127 GeV/c was detected? It spouts the most random information at you and is proud of it. If you attempt to make conversation at you, it will simply say a random fact even louder back at you.
6) Salesman Humanbot. Salesman Humanbot will try to sell you everything and anything. Looking for a used car? Salesman Humanbot knows someone selling one? Looking for a new romantic interest? Salesman Humanbot can pick one up for you. It talks fast and ends every single line with "And that's my final offer, take it or leave it!"
7) Fangirl/ Fanboy Humanbot. Not to be mistaken with the Gamer Humanbot, Fangirl/ Fanboy humanbots dress in much nicer, more colourful clothing. The goal of a Fangirl/ Fanboy Humanbot is to stare at anything and scream very loudly and express how "kawaii" it is or how "they have to have one just like it," and ask then if they could "glomp" it, or how much they "ship" it. If more than two fangirl/ fanboy Humanbots are within the vicinity of each other they will begin to argue with each other over what they call "their otps" and "ships."
8 ) Shy Humanbot. Shy Humanbot is extremely shy. It will stutter when you confront it, look the other way, or hide its head in its hoodie and attempt to drown you out with its headphones. Shy Humanbot is extremely bad at making conversation, and will respond to conversations only with one lines, stuttering, or their voice receding into the bare recesses of pure quietness. A Shy Humanbot should never have more than 15 Joy, because of it does, it will evolve into yandere Humanbot, which tells you how shy it is, but it might have to kill you for knowing that.
9) Princess Humanbot. Princess (or Prince) Humanbot wears extravagant clothing complete with a crown. Everything is such a chore. Wow, it took so long for you to do that. How much longer must they suffer in this dreary place. Hand to forehead dramatically. Princess (or Prince) Humanbots make sure to make everything as dramatic as possible. They will often tell you how boring or terrible of a person you are compared to them. Occasionally they may burst into a whimsical song and attract the nearest herd of cute minipets which'll frolic around them for the entire duration of the song.
10) Hopeful Humanbot. Hopeful Humanbot is there for you. Everything you do, they will compliment you on. Everything you say, they have something nice to say back to you. They are there for you and exist only to please you. However, if their Fear goes over 15, Hopeful Humanbots will malfunction, and turn into a Despairing Humanbot. Despairing Humanbots stare at you with strange, crazed eyes instead, and whenever you have anything nice to say, all it says back is how much you should sacrifice yourself, not that someone as lowly as them deserves to say anything of that sort. Even if you are a terrible person. It's just the truth, you know.
gaia_crown[ STEP 2: RPING you and your Humanbot] - Your goal is to walk around (your Humanbot will follow you, and occasionally say things that is based on its personality type/ trope) and have your Humanbot interact with as many things as possible to experience "emotion". - You may bring the Humanbot to basic social interactions from PRPS to ORPS to even classroom rps * unless the teacher forbids it in which case you can temporarily set it to "sleep mode". You may even have Solo rps with a Humanbot, in attempts to strike conversation with it. - Humanbots are capable of basic speech, depending on their personality. For example, a Goth Humanbot will probably talk about the darkness of the world, while a Hopeful Humanbot may strike a conversation with you about how wonderful the weather is. They are also more than happy to strike conversations with anyone else nearby, including other Humanbots. In order for other rpers to know what is going on, make sure you put in your OOC the TYPE of Humanbot you have and a brief description of what it is wearing. - You will be rping your character, AND rping the Humanbot. Think of the Humanbot as an "npc" that you get full control over. Make sure the Humanbot fits the personality trope you rolled for, otherwise what they say and do is entirely up to you. Humanbots are incapable of violence (physical or verbal) or romance towards others, though sarcastic or snarky comments they have more than plenty of (depending on their type). Humanbots will only follow you, they literally cannot move anywhere on their own. - Humanbots are "reactive". They respond to situations and scenarios, but are not intelligent or self thinking. They simply respond, and occasionally ask questions or comments. Everything they respond to is "programmed", as are their words. While they may say intelligent things from time to time, there are chances that what they say may be entirely off from the context of the conversation too, thus is glitchy programming. Basically, they are not self aware.
gaia_crown[ STEP 3: Monitoring your Humanbot] - All Humanbots start off with 5 Fear and 5 Joy. Put this in the OOC of your RP, for every single RP you have involving your Humanbot. This tracks their emotions. - Whenever your Humanbot interacts with something, be it you, an object, or someone/ something else (you can choose when and how often, but a max of one a post), you may roll for emotions. Roll 1d6. If you roll odd, the Humanbot feels Joy. If you roll even, the Humanbot feels Fear over that emotion. They may express this in various ways (up to you how). Add this to your OOC tally. - If your Humanbot hits 10 Fear and 10 Joy (this is optimal), you may turn your Humanbot in now for another one if you wish. You can ONLY exchange a Humanbot if the totals for both Fear and Joy are OVER 10. - If your Humanbot hits 15 Fear it begins to become scared of everything and paranoid. It will hide behind you and consistently hammer you with ridiculous questions. - If your Humanbot hits 15 Joy, it will start to babble longer and more inane sentences. It will cling close to you and babble nonstop about the happiness in life and just about everything, even if it doesn't make sense for this Humanbot to be doing it. - If your Humanbot hits 20 Fear OR 20 Joy it will EXPLODE. You will need to pay 20, 000 silver pumpkin seeds to repair it aka: PLEASE make sure it doesn't explode. You won't have to pay minipet silver, but your character may face IC consequences!
gaia_crown[ STEP 4: A successful Humanbot]
- If you have successfully gotten a Humanbot to over 10 Fear AND Joy by RPing it in various threads/ orps/ experiences without it exploding, you may turn it in in this thread. Once you have you may pick up +2 additional rp points for successfully turning in a Humanbot. - You may also pick up another one if you like, but you do not get any additional RP points. For the second or third one you pick up, you can CHOOSE which personality type you want. When you have completed it, you can turn it in again. - The goal of the exercise is of course, to understand Humans a little better. When turning in your Humanbot, please use the form below to write a little about your character's experiences with the Humanbot.
gaia_crown[ STEP 5: Submitting your Homework] - In this thread, once you are complete, RP your character returning with their Humanbot and a small blurb of their experiences, using the form below:
[b]My Humanbot's Name:[/b] (Name it as you wish) [b]Experience with my Humanbot:[/b] [b]What I learned about Humans from my Humanbot:[/b] [b]What I wish I knew more about Humans from my Humanbot:[/b] [b]Things I like best about my Humanbot:[/b] [b]Signed:[/b] (Name here)
Dekana had been on his way to a particularly boring class when he spotted the flyers stuck to everything. The ridiculousness of the guest lecture, combined with a legal chance to skip, got the better of him and he stepped in for a look.
Mannequin-like human proxies were being handed out like candy and before he knew it, he'd signed a waiver and been handed a mechanical doll to take care of. Part of him was terribly interested in making the thing explode - if this wkicas accurate to the workings of humans, they were very very fragile creatures. No wonder Halloweeners had to be particular in their farming of fear... it wouldn't do to go BOO and have a perfectly good Human explode from sudden stimulation.
Puffing, he eyed his new companion and, after reviewing the requirements of the homework - and the bonus therein - he shrugged. At worst, he'd have an entertaining bit of fireworks if he could arrange to gather overstimulated humanbots in one place for the kicks and giggles.
The bot he stood before barely paid him attention, just kind of hovered awkwardly in his personal bubble, occasionally looking up to peer judiciously at him as if it was trying to figure out if he was worth of talk. The device it held beeped chaotically after a moment and a flurry of fingers answered, reminding Dekana of an obsessed gollum.
"Well, c'mon then." He said and grabbed the console, elliciting a cry of pain and anguish as it immediately followed him out into the hall.
Homework had begun.
Humanbot: Gamer
Zaikt rolled 1 10-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-10)
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 5:32 pm
To be perfectly honest, Elium had no idea what he was doing here. He'd managed to get shuffled over here by the flow of traffic, and he may have been just the slightest bit curious about the reason for what could only be the absolute chaos that had formed those glittering and overly bright posters that were quite literally everywhere. The waiver had been thrust into his hands rather suddenly as soon as he'd picked up a pamphlet, and he scrawled a quick version of his sign on the line as an excuse for a signature. Still wholly taken aback by the process, he could only stare as one of the suited humanbots was shoved in his direction.
Oh. Well, then.
"What am I s'posed--" he started to ask, looking over to one of the attendants. "WELL HEY THERE SON, HOW ABOUT WE GET OUT OF HERE? I--" "Wh--" "I'll get you somewhere better for a deal, kiddo! Just a few pumpkinseeds, and that's my final offer!"
Classes were always a toss up for Coralie; if they were involved and interesting, she had no problem being studious. Well, studious was a loose term, but yeah. However, when the classes were as dull as dirt...skipping was often a very appealing idea. So hearing about a legitimate way to do that was intriguing. It didn't necessarily mean she was sold. Rules, after all, were made for breaking. But hey, maybe this guest class thingy would be fun on its own. It sure sounded odd.
And yeah, by the time she went it, it was clear she'd struck gold. Because the place looked like a freaking circus. Awesome.
"Where are you go'in li'l missy? This ain't no class! Yer behind as it is, like pig running aft' a herd a horses. Get yer li'l fanny-" Wilfred was bellowing on again. He clearly didn't like the change of setting. Which made it all the more fun. Coralie deliberately took her time, while her hick hat rambled on and on about how there was no need to love humans, she needed to focus on being a proper witch first, and bla bla bla.
She picked up a pamphlet and looked it over. She had no real affection for humans. They seemed odd to her, but hey, maybe they could at least be entertaining. Her own personal source of amusement. So she signed the waver and went over the nearest human bot. It had on an odd hat and big black classes.
"Well hello there, hot shot," she said, patting the derpy looking thing on the head.
I do not appreciate such shallow endearments, responded the bot.
Flying over the campus, still orienting herself before her first class, Sulmanon spotted something odd happening at the gymnasium. From above, she saw tons of sparkling banners and colorful posters. Curious, she decided to take a closer look and landed right in front of the gym. All of the posters seemed to say something about loving humans. Perplexed and, yet, still curious Sulmanon walked inside.
Once inside, she was greeted by a minipet-like being that she recognized as one of the professors at the Academy. < Make sure you pick up the pamphlet first! > they told her. Picking one up and reading it, she could not help but think that the entire endeavor seemed interesting. Then the professor cut into her silent reverie, < Remember, a Humanbot WILL explode if you leave it unattended for too long or feed it too much emotion. You must regulate it by watching its emotion meter. A healthy Human is one who understands you as much as you understand them! > This was getting more interesting by the moment.
The professor finished, before turning to another student. Thinking it over, Sulmanon decided that worst come to worst, she could always ask her parents for help if something went wrong. Picking up a pen, she signed her name on the form before being led to a humanbot.
She was led up to a bot that looked as if the cleaning gnomes threw together a batch of leftover clothing to dress it in. It was not the prettiest thing to say the least. It seemed fully immersed in playing something on a device that looked similar to a Nintendeath DS. Wanting to start taking it around, Sulmanon tried to get its attention. Failing at that, she grabbed at its arm to lead it off, to the protest of "Let me get to a save point!"
Gamer Humanbot
Gamer Humanbot seems to be wearing all sorts of mismatched clothes. They are holding what looks like a weird mutated version of a Nintendeath DS. The game console occasionally beeps as it looks into it and tells you things such as its high score or how they still have to grind for another two weeks to get the legendary golden turnip.
When Alessa saw the flyers about the DETH guest session, well, she was actually quite excited. She'd always been curious about humans, probably more than most. So the opportunity to learn more about them was perfect. Adjusting back into school was a bit rough, but this perked her up out of that difficulty with pure enthusiasm.
When she entered the space decked out with banners, tables, and strand humanoid figures, she smiled sunnily. She worked her way through the other students and picked up a pamphlet. Huh! She never knew humans were so fragile. She felt a surge of sympathy for them, as it must be hard, not being able to take so many emotions.
She watched as a few students picked out bots and she was determined to take the best care of her poor little human bot. However, the one she ended up being assigned, well...looked like it was already in a terrible state. Dressed head to toe in black, which dark smudges of-was that makeup?-on its face, it was frowning. Oh dear.
"Don't worry," she told the dreary looking human bot. "I'll cheer you up in no time."
She'd eventually decided to stay in this place with the people and colours and so very many emotions. It was good. Warm. And it was only when a wayward breeze smacked her in the face with a flyer for the human loving lecture, did Katrine come to see the word human. What was it? She had no idea! Try as she might, her memory was so bound up by fog and vague impressions, the only guess she had was that it was some sort of pet like the ones the students wandered with.
Was this a chance to learn about pets? Clutching the flyer, the ghost drifted through hall walls, heedless of the chill she left behind until she found the room. Already students were fighting or conversing with strange metallic creatures. The flyer said this was a class and she understood a class was for learning. Thus she paid particular attention to the professor, a pet in itself so far as she could tell (curious), trying hard to absorb the information without letting herself drift with the implications.
Humans were very simple, it seemed, and the homework even simpler: expose your humanbot (was human short for humanbot, she wondered) to stuff and make sure it doesn't explode. She thought she could do that. Maybe even talk to it, find out about it.
When it was her turn, she stepped up to sign the waiver and offered a smile to the dark clad figure with thick makeup that approached her. It did not smile back. In fact it frowned and the woe that emanated from it was a very familiar thing, soothing almost, and she felt she'd found kinship in this strange metal humanbot.
"There is such woe within you..." She spoke, grinning again, pleased to have found such a pleasant match.
"Darkness consumes me, Lady." The GothBot responded solemly.
Katrine nodded, her expression equally somber, "It does... such familiar chill. Come with me?" Pleased it understood her and she it, she started off in woeful silence.
"As a moth unto the fatal flame." It echoed her grief in its hunched shoulders, sour expression, and streaked makeup.
Angenora had been gone from the school for a while. She noticed that there was a class on human studies. "Shouldn't hurt to try and learn something new." She said as she walked into the classroom. Humanbots. "Don't know how stable these things are, but why not." She was given a bot that seemed to be dressed as if it had been awaiting death.
Creepy posters littered around school informing students of a guest class being held. Needless to say they had drawn Circe in. Did she want to learn about humans? Maybe. Was she interested in taking an easy class? Yes. Since Circe's appearance back at school she'd been hitting the books hard and made sure to attend every class without fail. Thus far it had been working out, however, as more time went on she was beginning to show signs of being burned out by the huge workload. The only thing driving her was the shameful feeling of being left behind by her fellow students. Jack, Roch was already a third year. "Let's do this." Circe told herself confidently as she squared off the gym entrance before finally making her way in. Upon entering she found the release form and made sure to sign it. Hell help her if she should make her humanbot explode. For more reasons than listed.
After the form had been signed and turned in the necromancer ghoul made her way over to where the bots were and chose a Hipster Humanbot to be her companion for the duration of this project. It was female and seemed to look a lot like a Reaper. She supposed this wasn't uncommon since Reapers were known to have an uncanny resemblance to the humans. "Let's go. . . ." Circe paused as she tried to think up a name for the humanbot. It needed a name right? Probably would make the most sense to name it. Maybe it could be her friend! It seemed this project was looking a little more interesting to her. Never mind the fact it was a bot and only had limited responses. Circe had made it her friend. "Elizabeth!""Elizabeth? Is that really the best you can do?" The humanbot replied. Circe didn't seem to notice or care about it's remark about the name.
Humanbot Choice
1) Hipster Humanbot. Hipster Humanbot wears oversized glasses and a beanie hat, and has one pant leg rolled up because it is hipster. It will occasionally spout meaningful words at you such as "I don't do vegetarian, I do vegan," and "Biking is soooo much cooler than taking public transportation!"
HI. Idek. Just write us out on your post and we can maul it up OTL
Tavi had been wondering around looking for something to do when the chattering of a few other students caught his attention. Hearing about the guest class he decided to join in on it. On his way to the Gymnasium he spotted his new friend Agsil and grabbed her by the hand, pulling on her as he made his way. "NO time to explain come on come on! Lets go go goooo! " Giggling he tugged her towards the Gymnasium as fast as he could, not wanting to be late and knowing the professor would explain all about the class.
Or maybe the nifty little pamphlet that was pointed out would, letting go of Agsil with a grin he headed over and picked one up then happily trotted back. As the 'homework' was explained he grinned up to Agsil and flashed his pearly whites. "Let's take them to the maul! " He said excited, clearly eager to get his very own humanbot to tinker with. Even if they could explode...
When a few other students went to pick up their mannikin Tavi fell in line, peering back towards Agsil and waving her forward if she wasn't already following. As he got to the front of the line he was met with a clunky mannikin that whirred to life before him, for a moment he blinked at its silly bespectacled face before grinning. While some of the other humanbots were wearing dresses or suits his wasn't, nope, it was instead fitted with a sharp pair of glasses, pencil thin brows, a purple trim sweater vest and a tight pair of tan trousers.
It was in one word jacking amazing, well two he giggled at his own thoughts before grabbing the bot by the hand and trotting off to the side with it. Waiting for Agsil he peered up to the bot and enthusiastically spoke to it, curious about an answer, " Hi! Are you ready to go to the maul!" For a moment the bot was silent before it pushed its spectacles up and whirred its head around to shout at the little fox, " A QUESTION IS A SENTENCES WORDED OR EXPRESSED SO AS TO ELICIT INFORMATION. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Tavi blinked bemused, the bot spouted such strange things but in a tone that sounded so very proud that it had told him absolutely nothing, were all humans so strange?
Shaking his head he tightened his grip on the bots hand and waited for Agsil before he moved out to the hall, ready to test these baby's out at the maul.
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5) Know-it-all Humanbot. The Know-it-all Humanbot knows everything. It probably wears know-it-all glasses. It doesn't matter if the topic is irrelevant, it is irrelevant because they know it. Did you know that the human body is 53% water, and water is 11% hydrogen by mass but 67% hydrogen by atomic percent? Did you know that on 4 July 2012, a previously unknown particle with a mass between 125 and 127 GeV/c was detected? It spouts the most random information at you and is proud of it. If you attempt to make conversation at you, it will simply say a random fact even louder back at you.
Face your demons rolled 1 10-sided dice:
4Total: 4 (1-10)
Posted: Wed Sep 04, 2013 9:33 pm
As Amarus entered the Gymnasium, site of the guest class she hoped would be as exciting as previous guest classes must have been (if she'd attended many, she would know). Upon entering, she thought two things: that she really had no interest in loving anyone, much less humans, and that if they intended to impart this with her she was a lost cause; and secondly, that she really wished the Gym was still open for some brawling rather than ... understanding.
What in Jack's name had she signed up for? She grimaced and grabbed a pamphlet and approached the Professor.
Amarus eyed the diagram. She wondered if humans could be kept calm, in a suspended neutral state, using her aura. Equally, she wondered if humanbots could be kept in such a state. If they felt neither joy nor sadness, would they explode then? It was all very confusing. Most of all, why did humans require someone else to monitor them to make sure their emotions stayed level-- it seemed very tedious and time-consuming, and she wondered how humans managed to survive at all if that was the case.
"It is almost as though we are being charitable by scaring them to death," she said under her breath, staring blankly at the manikin and preparing to pick hers up. She signed the waiver, sort of.
When she received her humanbot, it was wearing very clean, boot cut black pants and an unbuttoned plaid vest, under which it wore a black t-shirt with a flurry of snowflakes saying: We are all special snowflakes.
The back would have been inexplicable to Amarus, had she been able to see it, as it simply said "RESPECT MY INDIVIDUALITY."
Amarus' Humanbot
Type: Social Justice Bot Appearance: Very clean, boot cut black pants and an unbuttoned plaid vest, under which it wears a black t-shirt with a flurry of snowflakes saying: We are all special snowflakes. The back says "Respect my Individuality" in bold letters.
It always started with a colorful sign, and usually didn't take much else to entice the young ghoul to really try anything. Though, Olivia would have preferred a field trip but anything involving a special sort of class always seemed rather neat; and it involved humans which she had encountered a few times before, interesting things.
So, Olivia arrived at the gymnasium with a look of curiosity (besides not really being there too frequently) like a few students before her. It was never known to her before hand what to expect, though going out didn't seem on the menu this time around, when she filed in and saw what would be greeting her. There were weird looking figures, some oddly dressed and painted and the simple first instructions to read a pamphlet - which she did, and took one as well. She read... some of it, mostly looked at the small pictures and not the fine print really as she signed the bottom with big letters and handed it in.
What was presented to her was one of the funny things she had seen on her way in. And she stared at it, and the bot stared back. Or, might have been at least with its vaguely painted on eyes. It had a smile though, and a very nice looking dress with a simple stripped pattern of blue and orange and Olivia thought it it was very nice. She didn't say anything of the matter, or much else like usual. Just stared as it did with her, waiting for her to say something. Anticipating almost. The ghoul didn't buckle under those sorts of pressures though and simply took the thing by the hand to lead her out.
This could possibly be the second piece of homework she ever turned in. Exciting!
"You're so thoughtful to hold my hand," the bot sighed happily as they made it out of the gym.
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10) Hopeful Humanbot. Hopeful Humanbot is there for you. Everything you do, they will compliment you on. Everything you say, they have something nice to say back to you. They are there for you and exist only to please you. However, if their Fear goes over 15, Hopeful Humanbots will malfunction, and turn into a Despairing Humanbot. Despairing Humanbots stare at you with strange, crazed eyes instead, and whenever you have anything nice to say, all it says back is how much you should sacrifice yourself, not that someone as lowly as them deserves to say anything of that sort. Even if you are a terrible person. It's just the truth, you know.
