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castleinthemist2012-02-13 07:20 pm
sakedrinking) wrote in castleinthemist2012-02-13 07:20 pm
[Open] .1st Fantasy Impromptu.
This wasn't her room.
There was no sound of machinery, no gentle hum of lights and computers and other equipment. There was no child-like laughter from the twins outside the door, no tapping of fingers or smell of cigarettes as Dell worked tirelessly on his song writing, no distant sound of singing from somewhere else in the VOCALOID household that Crypton owned in that small residential district in Tokyo. There was just silence, and a musty scent that for all intents and purposes reminded her of a grave yard after a rain storm had come and gone.
And darkness.
A darkness she wasn't used to.
It soon dawned on her why, though, shortly after her systems started up and she roused from her sleep mode, only slightly more energized than when she had gone to bed.
She was enclosed in something. It was cold, stone, rough and only the barest bits of light fluttered through the few small openings that were high above her head. There was something behind her that only reached to her shoulder blades, just as solid as the stone around her, but she couldn't for the life of her see what it was. In front, what looked to be some kind of opening, though it was little more than a sliver of a crack around it that indicated this.
At first she was curious in her strange half-awake moment before her systems came completely on line, but soon enough that was replaced by fear, then panic. Had she been kidnapped? Were the others there with her? This wasn't a prank... it couldn't be. There was nothing like this strange tomb in their home or anywhere near by. But then, where was she? And how had she been taken from her home so quickly as to not have woken up at all during the journey?
"... h... hello?! e-eto... Is... is anyone out there?! Is-- h... help... ! Help me! Please!"
She became more frightened by the second, even going so far as to start pushing against the wall in front of her in some useless hope that maybe, just maybe, it would budge.
"LET ME OUT! PLEASE"
Her voice rose shrilly, loud and echoing in her chamber, even carrying outside of it for a long ways beyond where her wobbling sarcophagi stood. She was so fraught with panic that she didn't even realize she was actually making the stone budge and sway. She started throwing herself against it hard, slamming her shoulder in to it repeatedly with her frightened, no longer coherent screams.
All at once the stone gave and toppled over with her still inside it, sending both crashing to the stone ledge hard. She bounced when she hit, body jarring with the impact as she skid and went rolling off the edge on to the ground below. She landed in a heap, groaning with the pain her nerve receptors were sending through her entire body, especially her head. A few warnings popped up only long enough for her to know that she was going to shut down momentarily due to the impact.
"Nn-- no... don't--..."
Try as she might to fight against her system's protocols, she failed to stop the shut down fast enough, and within seconds she was still, laying as a discarded doll on the dusty castle floor.
There was no sound of machinery, no gentle hum of lights and computers and other equipment. There was no child-like laughter from the twins outside the door, no tapping of fingers or smell of cigarettes as Dell worked tirelessly on his song writing, no distant sound of singing from somewhere else in the VOCALOID household that Crypton owned in that small residential district in Tokyo. There was just silence, and a musty scent that for all intents and purposes reminded her of a grave yard after a rain storm had come and gone.
And darkness.
A darkness she wasn't used to.
It soon dawned on her why, though, shortly after her systems started up and she roused from her sleep mode, only slightly more energized than when she had gone to bed.
She was enclosed in something. It was cold, stone, rough and only the barest bits of light fluttered through the few small openings that were high above her head. There was something behind her that only reached to her shoulder blades, just as solid as the stone around her, but she couldn't for the life of her see what it was. In front, what looked to be some kind of opening, though it was little more than a sliver of a crack around it that indicated this.
At first she was curious in her strange half-awake moment before her systems came completely on line, but soon enough that was replaced by fear, then panic. Had she been kidnapped? Were the others there with her? This wasn't a prank... it couldn't be. There was nothing like this strange tomb in their home or anywhere near by. But then, where was she? And how had she been taken from her home so quickly as to not have woken up at all during the journey?
"... h... hello?! e-eto... Is... is anyone out there?! Is-- h... help... ! Help me! Please!"
She became more frightened by the second, even going so far as to start pushing against the wall in front of her in some useless hope that maybe, just maybe, it would budge.
"LET ME OUT! PLEASE"
Her voice rose shrilly, loud and echoing in her chamber, even carrying outside of it for a long ways beyond where her wobbling sarcophagi stood. She was so fraught with panic that she didn't even realize she was actually making the stone budge and sway. She started throwing herself against it hard, slamming her shoulder in to it repeatedly with her frightened, no longer coherent screams.
All at once the stone gave and toppled over with her still inside it, sending both crashing to the stone ledge hard. She bounced when she hit, body jarring with the impact as she skid and went rolling off the edge on to the ground below. She landed in a heap, groaning with the pain her nerve receptors were sending through her entire body, especially her head. A few warnings popped up only long enough for her to know that she was going to shut down momentarily due to the impact.
"Nn-- no... don't--..."
Try as she might to fight against her system's protocols, she failed to stop the shut down fast enough, and within seconds she was still, laying as a discarded doll on the dusty castle floor.
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"Well..." she started with a faint smile, "For a start, everything you see here is artificial. Mostly metal. Some plastic. My skin is synthetic," she said, pulling on a little on her arm to demonstrate that it held no nerve endings and could be tugged away from her casing as if no muscle or tissue held it in place.
"And would you believe? I'm only four years old."
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"You're only four?" What? She looked-- nearly his age, at least!
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Much.
"Yes. I was created four years ago. ... well. In my world, at least," since this was very clearly NOT her world at all. She had figured that much out rather quickly. "I was activated November 21st, 2007, and today would have been February 13th, 2012. I will be five this coming November. I'm sorry, I know it's shocking. I was made to look and act much, much older."
This was obviously a brain breaking moment for poor Kadar, so she decided to shift the conversation back to him to spare him any further confusion.
"What year is it for you, Kadar-san?"
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People that were blue shapeshifters seemed easy, in comparison.
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"Mature is one way of looking at it..." she continued, not really worried about whether or not he was being offensive. He probably wasn't, all things considered. "We don't age, so... they design how we look first, then go with other details after. So... if we're made to look 20, we'll likely come out acting 20."
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"Oh, well... it used to be harder, but it's been getting easier. My older siblings were a few years apart, but my younger ones started being activated a lot closer together."
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"Is it different from being human?" And then Kadar frowned. "Though-- I suppose you may not know the answer to that." If you had never been human, what would you compare it to?
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"For instance, I breathe to keep my systems cool, rather than to take in oxygen like a human does. Sometimes, though... I find myself holding my breath when something is intense or scary, just like normal people do. Also, I have a heart, but it doesn't beat like a human's. It's very interesting to listen to the difference."
as they adopt each other as siblings, basically.
adorable siblings!
"It probably turned off... I'm sorry if that worried you! Normally you'd be able to feel something. See?"
She held her wrist out to him, and should he touch it there would be a similar sensation to a regular pulse, except fainter, and only beating once instead of the normal 'thump-thump' of a human heart.
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"That is very different than a human! It is good to know, then-- so no one will worry should anything happen," Kadar said. "Do you ever get sick? Is there anything that the rest of us should know in case of emergency?"
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She tugged on her hair thoughtfully.
"Oh, but... if I ever need to be shut down..." she turned, lifting her bow to show a small little button the same color as the rest of her skin, but indented slightly, just below her ear, "This is the button that will do it. Just press it. Shutting down should keep me from getting damaged further if something breaks badly enough."