Serial Designation J - Tumblr Posts - Page 3

What was it like when you found J for the first time?

Well, Father had some broken drones in the garage for me to pick from... and I decided on a drone who was otherwise cosmetically perfect but her head was detached, it was an easy enough fix anyways. They wanted me to have a "playmate/babysitter" I think I was maybe 8 at the time

We built J together, and programmed her... Mother had bought a nylon wig for my drone, you know, so I'd maybe learn to braid hair on my "living doll" You know, because -Louisa impression- that little ragamuffin needs to learn how to do her own hair if she's just going to cry everytime I pick up a hairbrush.

-her voice returns to normal after a little laugh- I think that was the only kind deed my parents ever did.

I wasn't allowed to name J what I wanted to name her, not that I remember what the J initially would be for, but, I was allowed to pick a letter as "I wouldn't get as emotionally attached if something happened and I needed to replace her"... I chose J because of a blue jay that flew through my open window and ate cranberries and breadcrumbs from my hands

Drone Tessa AU.

By tsukiiyo (Commission)

The drone sat, seeing the camera eyes.

"Hello, Jaybird, if you remember that name," she greeted softly in her Aussie voice, looking up, both frightened and in awe,

from xXRoboTessaXx She approached the warehouse, walking with a jug of oil as a present. The partial disassembly drone stepped briskly, she wasn't sure what the situation was going to be in risking herself, but... this was a J, she'd maybe recognize her, somehow... despite being a drone now. She entered the dark room and set down the jug of oil, waiting in the dark for anything, sitting down to let the skirt of her dress flare out around her as she waited silently

Two eye like cameras lowered down to examine the jug of oil before lowering it's claw to pick it up

Scanning complete. Someone left over a sacrifice contained in a jug.

Okay. Hear me out. You should shave the JCJenson employee handbook (volume 4) into Js hair. She would love it.

-her soft voice was dull and grumpy- Mr Golden Pants, I need to advise you of two things: 1) I made J's wig with love, tenderness, and some of my own human hair (as much as I was allowed to cut off before getting in big trouble)... I wouldn't ever do such a thing...

and 2) If J asked, MAYBE we would talk about it, but... I don't think I could... it's so soft.. and shiny and silvery -her voice gets soft again- and long, and nice to brush and style. It's pure bliss when she wants to be brushed <3

So, as much as your "kind" offer is maybe meaning well, I wouldn't and couldn't.

awww Jaybird, this is beautiful, thank you ;u;

I adore our little found family too.

Thank you and thank you @nate-doorman-elliot

Update: I’ve slightly bonded with Nate and don’t have the urge to rip him to pieces.

This doesn’t mean the other units of N are safe nor welcomed.

RoboTessa: @xxrobotessaxx Nate (safe from my wrath): @nate-doorman-elliot

yeah... I sent this one. I just wanted to hear you say you'd put Mother in a wooden nightgown for me <3 Sorry Jaybird, luv

Time for the cousin of Kiss Marry Kill, this game is called: Maim, Kill, Cuddle!

Your options are: Tessa's Mom, Tessa's Dad, and RoboTessa

=] have fun

A no brainer.

Maim: James (the alcohol might as well finish him off)

Kill: Louisa

Cuddle: Tessa

Tessa Trauma(?) Core but Comfort

@worldslastredemption

;u;

a silly- not forgetting the vampirism

Here's an idea if J starts bullying Nate...

I think it'd need two more sleeves for me in the middle to mediate, but, clever thinking!

How would J react if you did cut your hair... or wig?

Well it could go a couple ways:

Either she recognizes me and is a little upset because I looked fine before, mind you the one the solver can regen is the wig Jaybird made for me, so it's justifiable for her emotions

or

She doesn't recognize me and throws me out of my own shop, which once she saw me wearing my back up wig I use when mine is being deep cleaned in peroxide and I had to explain to her HOW I was Tessa. Anyways, thanks to that I try to line up washes with her sleeping.

Anyways, for the foreseeable future, there's no planned changes, and I like it long anyways, it's nice and warm and comfy.

She curtsied out of respect to the Eldritch Monster J. "Hello," The robotic Tessa greeted gently, admitting kindly in her Aussie voice,"Wow, you're still beautiful,"

The drone held out her hand, feeling a familiar warmth of care from her core. "I wanted to see you, you look so cool"

from xXRoboTessaXx She approached the warehouse, walking with a jug of oil as a present. The partial disassembly drone stepped briskly, she wasn't sure what the situation was going to be in risking herself, but... this was a J, she'd maybe recognize her, somehow... despite being a drone now. She entered the dark room and set down the jug of oil, waiting in the dark for anything, sitting down to let the skirt of her dress flare out around her as she waited silently

Two eye like cameras lowered down to examine the jug of oil before lowering it's claw to pick it up

Scanning complete. Someone left over a sacrifice contained in a jug.

the fact you're saying J is a bald fellow is completely incorrect. She makes Harley Quinn look subpar.

Is this better?

Yeah..mecore

All is well, INSULT ME ACCURATELY

Let's get you wiped down and... maybe repaired if I can help.

xXRoboTessaXx Jaybird, no! I... I'm sorry, oh no *panicking* are you alright? What happened. Oh I shouldn't have gone out.

Despite my agonizing pain of being offline and temporarily blind. I THINK I’m fine, currently I feel like an aquarium.

Ew water. . .

I’m such a good punching bag for Cyns, I hate this cycle >_>

Isn't it a bit ironic J calls you a princess sometimes?

I mean, it started out as a way to address me when I was little, since I was almost always in dresses and because of the status of my family. Then there was a period where she didn't call me it because she got in trouble when she was caught calling me a "princess" and I would get a major scolding.

I wasn't allowed out much around that time so books became a refuge for me, J liked reading me fairytales, some had princesses that were locked away by a dragon or a witch or something else like that. She resumed calling me "princess" in secret because she felt I was like a princess and I remember asking her why once she would do so

Her answer was: because despite your status, you've been locked away from the world, you tend to be good with birds, you're brave, but more so that your kindness never waivers despite the hell you endure.

It's kind of funny, anon, and sometimes she still calls me Princess, not as much, since I'm free now, but it doesn't upset me, being around Jaybird makes me happy

"I know, you've been tricked by her too many times pretending to be me," she responded, her voice somber, yet still held her hands towards what she considered to be the most beautiful monster she had ever seen.

"You don't have to trust me, just... let me be here a while with you. Like when you stayed with me when I had to get needles at the doctors," the drone girl in the blue dress offered kindly, she laughed sorrowfully and reminisced, "You used to tell me to squeeze your hand as tight as I could when the needle went in, so it wouldn't hurt so bad..." She looked up to the eldritch monster, feeling at peace, even if she could be devoured or beaten up at any moment, she felt happy.

"If you want me to go, let me know. I want to respect your boundaries."

from xXRoboTessaXx She approached the warehouse, walking with a jug of oil as a present. The partial disassembly drone stepped briskly, she wasn't sure what the situation was going to be in risking herself, but... this was a J, she'd maybe recognize her, somehow... despite being a drone now. She entered the dark room and set down the jug of oil, waiting in the dark for anything, sitting down to let the skirt of her dress flare out around her as she waited silently

Two eye like cameras lowered down to examine the jug of oil before lowering it's claw to pick it up

Scanning complete. Someone left over a sacrifice contained in a jug.

The companion drone girl jotted down notes and left a jug of lavender oil on the spot beside where she was hiding, jumping up to a rooftop and hiding there, watching as she threw a brick down near where she left the offering.

((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.

She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal

She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.

A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.

J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.

She had seen enough, she had to get back to her shop. She began her flight back to the ridge, but decided to hide in the cave where the landing pod used to be, she was shocked to see it was moved back there. "h-HOW!?" she whispered in shock and horror. Tessa decided this was too scary for her and she hid behind some rocks to see if the J would come home before she would try to escape back to her loft above her beauty shop.

((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.

She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal

She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.

A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.

J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.

She hurried home, she had to check on her project at home. Now knowing her J was completely gone, she had to figure out the next steps, whatever that would be.

((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.

She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal

She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.

A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.

J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.

No there literally isn't! An AI is just a machine like any other! The only difference is an AI is programmed to think like a human. KEY WORD. PROGRAMMED. I could program a robot to call me the queen of England, doesn't mean anything! Look, I'm sorry that you had that messy break up. But there's a lot of toasters in the hardware store.

🐟 anon

-uh oh, mean voice again- SHE WAS KILLED, SHE WAS KILLED IN COLD BLOOD, YOU WACKADOO! *sits down crying*

-small voice again- .... She was more than just some "toaster" she was my childhood friend, my first crush, my girlfriend... and now she's dead. I'm not going to go try to find a human or shack up with the solver or something because "they're more alive".... I just want Jaybird... even if she's just 1s and 0s, she GOT me, she cared... she really did... please, let a girl grieve...

Not fearing now, the Aussie drone girl gently held the Eldritch J's claw and kissed it gently. "I'm here now, Jaybird, I'm right here," her soft voice filled the silence, resting her forehead on the claw. After some time, she looked up, letting out a joyful sigh before trilling contently, "I always feel at home when you're around,"

from xXRoboTessaXx She approached the warehouse, walking with a jug of oil as a present. The partial disassembly drone stepped briskly, she wasn't sure what the situation was going to be in risking herself, but... this was a J, she'd maybe recognize her, somehow... despite being a drone now. She entered the dark room and set down the jug of oil, waiting in the dark for anything, sitting down to let the skirt of her dress flare out around her as she waited silently

Two eye like cameras lowered down to examine the jug of oil before lowering it's claw to pick it up

Scanning complete. Someone left over a sacrifice contained in a jug.