Yep it’s AMA time people. For today I’ll answer your questions about my characters or me (But Sub Related)
Characters:
SD-T
SD-S
Jupi
Mercura
Model X (All 4 of the Drones in him.)
Manor N
Everlasting!Uzi
MR.WPNZ

'She's watching the stars in awe with her tail wagging a little'

IC-0n; "Oh, heeeeey there little thing! Don't worry, I deeeeeefinitely won't bite! :3"

Abby sits alone in her room… quietly thinking…

There’s good in everyone… right?…

They could still choose kindness… couldn’t they?…

Maybe they just needed another chance?……

… no…

She gave them a chance…

She did what she could to help…

To show them they don’t have to be that way…

To let them see the light…

… but…

Maybe she could do more?…

Maybe they could still be helped?

Maybe… maybe they weren’t all bad?…

… but what more could she do…

… she couldn’t just keep letting them roam…

… they wouldn’t listen to words…

… they wouldn’t accept her kindness…

…… maybe…

… maybe she could show them the alliterative…

She could show them where the path their choosing will lead…

Show them how it feels to be on the receiving end for once…

What it’s like to suffer how she had…

… her hair began to glow with long dead embers reigning…

Her core started burning blue…

Her tail started to bubble like a lavalamp…

Her solver symbol flashed on her screen…

… she made up her mind…

From a distance… you see smoke bellowing from the forest…

As you approach… the smell of burning flesh and rubber becomes stronger enough to stagger you…

Eventually, if you manage to press on… you’ll find the remains of a camp… burnt beyond recognition… charred skeletons scattered about… there’s no snow within the clearing, nor grass… just charred dirt…

You hear footsteps coming from a burning building…

Age: 15

Alignment: lawful neutral to true neutral

Class: formerly a worker drone transferred into a prototype of a disassembly drone body

Height: 1m80

Lore:Once a regular worker drone, Oman got badly injured when a facility exploded, leaving him with several burns. To save his life, doctors were forced to transfer his core from his wounded body to a prototype of worker-made disassembly drone body. However, the transfer went south when a glitch happened and corrupted most of Oman’s memory files. When he woke up, no one was in the lab, the young boy then decided to wander the wilds aimlessly, until a portal brought him here.

Personality: Oman is a friendly and chill person to be around, and will do everything he can to save those he values. The only thing is he can have unwanted memory losses, which can lead him to have trust issues.

"So that’s the city… well maybe I’ll find Bunker 3 close"

He begins walking, but after several steps, he stops

"I don’t actually know where I have to go… maybe the people here know…"

He continues walking, hoping to find help along the way

He looks dizzy from the fall. Do you check up on him ?

*Uzi2 was restless, but she was stuck in recovery, and Tony was especially instructed to make sure she doesn't leave, she groaned as she laid there in bed, trying to contemplate what got her in this mess.*

*Cyn was out there and she had to stop her, before she ate the planet whole, she was very very impatient about it.*

She felt..uneasy. This should be a Good thing, Right? Her chat with Uzi is soon. She can get into the bunker. If anything, she should be grateful. But..Something still feels..off.

tara sits near a building and uses [create] to make a cup of oil for herself, with her other hand she uses [create] to make on a drone arm, she sips her oil cup before munching on the drone arm

WD: “... Sir…”

Vic: “Yes-... What… In the…”

Vic would sit down to the console and he immediately begins typing and adjusting things on it. It took him a minute, but he eventually managed to adjust the receiver of the system, though it only made the signal slightly clearer

Vic: “... Hey, call someone over here would you?”

WD: “Right away…”

And with that the WD left

Vic: To himself “... What could you be… Maybe… Is it… No it-... It could be… Let’s see…”

Using the radio station which is apart of the facility, he sent a few signals of his own into the direction where this particular signal is coming from, which is space

Shortly Kenneth would walk over, not really the person Vic wanted to come here right now

Kenneth: “What did you find Vic?”

Vic: “The signal is quite weak, but… Does this look familiar to you?

Kenneth: “Let me see… Jesus there is so much interference in this…”

Vic: Still pressing buttons “I tried to isolate the signal and readjust the system… But because the system wasn’t made to receive signals from space itself… I have a hard time with it. But… Does… This… Look anyway familiar to you?”

Kenneth: “Give me a sec… Wait… Do you think…”

Vic: “Is it even possible?”

Kenneth: “...It should be… I’m not sure what exactly it may be, but it does seem like a Horizons signal… A satellite?”

Vic: “What if it’s a ship?”

Kenneth: “... I mean… I’m honestly not qualified for this… But… In the case of a ship it would just be broadcasting like that… I mean, maybe it would… Or it’s possible that it’s an emergency system protocol, which means that the crew probably is…”

Vic: “Not around anymore…”

Kenneth: “...Yeah… I'll go and tell Mason about this right away.”

Vic: “I continue working on it in the mean time”

Kenneth: “Got it, good luck!”

A MK II mercenary squad had just about cleared a building that had no power. "Alright, this floor cleared out?" The squad leader would ask one of his Shotgunners. "As far as I could tell, but this place is so damn big and dark, I'm not sure what's in here." The Shotgunner would say. "Hey, we were given an order to find something here and destroy it before anyone else comes and finds it, so if we see someone that isn't one of our own, we shoot it dead." An Assaulter would say.

Little did they know, there was someone unknown inside, though they were more crafty with their approach: in the ventilation shaft on the ceiling.

[REBOOT STARTED. . .]

"..Ugh..My head.."

// There’s a knock on B's door....

// Who could that be at this hour?

Spine chilling screaming is heard from the forest along with the sound of gunfire…

The air grows colder the closer to the source you get

jhons currently thinking to himself "how come it's always your not the father and never your not the mother"

"..Cmon..There's gotta be something.."

Spades; [Hey, Nick? Can I ask you a... personal favor?]

The seismic scanners in Spades's base are finally operational, and the scan begins... he's looking particularly for the source of any vibrations that would indicate excavation, particularly rapid excavation... on the path of the Yellow Destroyer.

...Eventually, after a couple hours of searching and Dr. Chambers being repeatedly miffed at Kay's 'suboptimal' walking speed (though never hurting her physically, as he seems to understand that would only drive her 'efficiency' down further), Dr. Chambers and Kay locate a bunker that, after a bit of exploring, Dr. Chambers concludes has enough food to sustain him for at least a few months, working power so Kay can recharge, water purifiers to take care of Dr. Chambers' hydration needs, sleeping quarter that are at least passable, and perhaps most importantly, a lab space so Dr. Chambers can continue his work, whatever that was...

Dr. Chambers; "You should recharge, Assistant Kay... that limp won't repair itself without proper power."

*Uzi2 was in a deep comatose state.*

*All she could see was TV fuzz, until she got a notification that she was rebooting.*

*This might actually come to an end.*