First Transmission

[nihility]

I - [Action, morning - 1450 Mitchell Road]

[Looks like Robot House has a new not!daughter. She is currently wandering around the house at the crack of dawn, pushing open every single door and window in the house, regardless of who or what may be in/out there. When she "finishes" so to speak, she settles at the landing of the staircase, her hands folded in her lap. She appears to be fascinated by them.]

II - [action, afternoon - around town]

[Kuyou will be wandering around aimlessly, still apparently fascinated by her skin and hair. She doesn't appear very aware of her surroundings, so excuse her if she absentmindedly bumps into a tree or gets hit by a car. And then picks herself right back up like nothing happened.]


III - [phone, afternoon]

This...place...it is very strange.

We are...all humans? ...feels strange. Sasaki not here? Kyou..ko? Fuji...wara? [She pauses.] Kyon?

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[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

Kuyou Suou? Oh. Right. Um, you must... be our new daughter! Lovely. I'm Wheatley, your dad!

[nihility]

[She blinks again, staring hard at the outstretched hand.]

Wheatley....? I...have none...no organic parental figures...I am merely...physical data.

[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

So you're a robot? Oh hey, I used to be one of them! And your uh... mother, she used to be one too! I used to be like this, actually. And I was a ball! Then I came here, and now I'm... well, obviously I'm not a ball anymore. I'm one of these human things.

[nihility]

Mother...?

I...don't know...what a robot is

I am a...HUMANOID INTERFACE.

[To try and make him understand, she mimicks his hand motions, but with the size of a person.]

[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

Oh.

...oh! You're like a life-sized robot then! You're a, well, android, humanoid, I think they're the same thing, both have oid at the end, so they must be, yeah? Although, I don't think you're... all of that. You're just human now. No oid. Just human. Unfortunately.

SHE'S GOT AN IDENTITY CRISIS NOW, THANKS WHEATLEY

[nihility]

I am an..."android"? Not...alien? [What? This was a startling development to her! Not like it showed on her face, though. All she does is cock her head to the side.]

Nagato, she is...android, too?

YOUR DAD'S A MORON, GOOD LUCK KUYOU

[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

Uh, I don't know who that Nagato one is, but if she was an android, and if she's in Mayfield now? Yeaaah she's probably human now. But don't worry! You can still call yourself what ever you want! Humanoid, android, alien, whatever you want! Even though you're not... really that thing anymore. I still think of myself as a personality core, but look at me, I'm nowhere near that!

And she's easily led on. I sense ensuing shenanigans.

[nihility]

Kyon...said we were "aliens." Nagato is...a HUMANOID INTERFACE, but different...

Existing in...space...but not from this...space.

And so it begins

[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

So like a... different... whatarethey... dimension? Well, that's just weird.



But you're not there now, you're here! So... hopefully that's better than not space.

muahahaha

[nihility]

[She gives a slight nod.]

But where is...here?

[flashlightdeath.livejournal.com]

Uh... you know, I don't really know myself! But! I know we must be somewhere in the... center of the United States of America. I think. I mean it's just a guess that can make sense. It's just some weird old town, and here we are!

[nihility]

CLARIFY: United States of America.