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[ihadahole]

Characters: Legion and you!
Location: The plaza
Time: May 10th
Style: Will match commenters c:
Status: Open!

Legion was people watching today. They didn't have an extranet to use to watch organics here in Vatheon, so they were doing it the direct way. They stood at the edge of the plaza, completely still except the occasion turn of the head.

Eventually, though, they pulled out their SFC and started typing on it. Anyone who came close would notice that Legion was trying to program something on the communicator. It was long and complicated and it looked like they had been working on it for some time now.

Do you approach the robot with the giant hole in its chest?

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[nouseincryin]

Oh, boy. If there was one thing that this town needed more than even more sociopaths, it had to be scary robots. Just think of the possibilities. Still, there was something kind of home-inspiring about a bot for the weasel. Any technology really, but robots especially. He'd beat enough of them at cards for some permanent associations.

This thing was different, though. It definitely didn't look like something from his world. And it also didn't seem dangerous, but maybe that was a modal thing. He might regret it later, but Nack was going to let curiosity get the better of him.

"Not about to blow up the fountain with that or anything, are ya?"

[ihadahole]

Fortunately - or unfortunately, depending on Nack's intentions - Legion wasn't violent by nature. At the question, the panels on top of Legion's head pulled down.

"No. We have no reason to perform aggressive actions."

[nouseincryin]

Definitely not like the bots back home. None of them spoke...quite that way. Little unsettling, honestly. But not unsettling enough to put off the weasel's curiosity.

"Heh. If you're not a local, I'd say that's a hell of a reason to be aggressive."

[ihadahole]

Well Nack definitely isn't the first to be weirded out by Legion and their weird mannerisms.

"Chaotic situations in an enclosed area such as this city is inadvisable. It would not accomplish anything except causing panic and injury to the organics."

[nouseincryin]

"That's. . . reasonable of ya." Nack was a little dumbstruck, he would have to admit. But he recovered quickly.

"Fine. If it ain't mass destruction, then what exactly do you have going on right there?"

[ihadahole]

"We are not violent. We have no reason to be unless our survival is threatened."

Legion turned to look at Nack, the panels on their head moving up.

"We are observing. Most of our observation and interactions with organics have been through data feeds."

[nouseincryin]

Comforting.

"You telling me what you've got there is some kind of 'organic data?'" He gestured to the communicator. It was an...interesting way to go about it, if so.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Who wouldn't approach a giant robot with a hole in its chest? Crazy people, that's who!]

[Equius strolls right up.]

Have you been damaged in some way?

[ihadahole]

[Well this was new. The panels on top of Legion's head go up at the sight of Equius.]

This damage is old and has been repaired to the best of our ability. It does not hinder productivity in any way.

[stayb100ponyboy]

[Now that he's closer, Equius examines the hole further.]

I could probably fix that.

[ihadahole]

[Legion looks down at the hole for a moment before looking back up at Equius.]

You are familiar with robotics?

[stayb100ponyboy]

It's a hobby of mine.

[ihadahole]

[Legion is quiet for a few seconds as they come to consensus.]

We would be grateful for your assistance.

[warrior_king]

Oh, Gorthan most definitely approached. Although he, too, was an organic, anyone who did not look like an earthling was always a welcome change.

And yet, that did not stop the Councillor from being his usual old and cranky self; always unfriendly, always wary of new and unfamiliar faces.

With his hands joined behind his back, the alien warlord walked towards the robot in the plaza.

"What are you?"

His tone was rough. Disagreeable.

[ihadahole]

There were so many new species to observe here in Vatheon. The panels around its eye moved up and down a few times before it answered.

"We are geth. What are you?"

The rude tone didn't phase Legion a bit. They were used to aggression and outright hostility.

[warrior_king]

"So you do not recognize me, either..." The tall alien duck closed his eyes in thought for a moment. Considering that even the group of people he met in Vatheon who hailed from the same universe were actually from slightly differing ones, perhaps he truly had no chance of meeting someone who knew of him.

"Fair enough. I am Councillor Gorthan, the supreme leader of the mighty Evronian Army."

Narrowing his eyes, he inspected the synthetic being with slow movements of his head. "This level of technology bordering on sentient life... you cannot possibly be from Earth. Are you?"

[ihadahole]

"Evronian: refers to singular race or galactic conglomerate of different races?"

Legion doesn't seem bothered by the inspection at all. Their eye follows Gorthan's movements, but otherwise they're perfectly still.

"Negative. We are from the planet Rannoch in the Tikkun System. We know of Earth, but are not from it."

[warrior_king]

Gorthan furrows his brow darkly, as if offended by the notion that Evronians could be more than one race.

"We are a single race, obviously."

He draws a slow, solemn breath. "Rannoch, Tikkun... just like you have never heard of Evron, those names are new to me. I suppose that makes us even. Is there any reason why you seem to regard yourself as a plural entity? A hive mind, perhaps?"

[ihadahole]

"Acknowledged."

Legion: unintentionally offending organics since 2183.

"We are a collective consciousness. At this moment, there are 1,183 active geth functioning simultaneously within this mobile platform."

[behind_my_smile]

Fai had never seen anything quite like it before and he was definitely amazed and curious. He walks up and for a moment he just stands next to the robot, watching him with a curious tilt of his head. But just standing there and not saying anything is obviously not getting him anywhere and although he isn't completely sure whether this strange thing can actually respond, he decides to try anyway.

"Good afternoon! What are you doing?"

[ihadahole]

Legion turns to look at Fai when he speaks, having not really acknowledged the man when he stopped next to it, "We are observing the organics."

[behind_my_smile]

So it came talk! That makes it even more interesting. "What do you mean..organics? You mean the people around here? Are you finding out anything interesting?"

Fai couldn't believe he was talking to a robot. He had so many questions. He almost wished he could take the thing home and keep it in his living room so he could talk to it all day.

[ihadahole]

"Yes. We wish to understand organics, so we observe."

Legion paused for a moment before speaking again, "We find all organic behavior interesting."

The good thing about talking to a robot was that it could never get bored. And Legion has always preferred talking to organics to just watching them.

[behind_my_smile]

"You should know that these organics are called people. They'd probably prefer if you called them that instead."

Fai smiled and looked around as he observed the organics as well. "What is your name? Or should I just call you Mr. Robot?"

[ihadahole]

"Acknowledged. We shall remember to refer to them as such. We have not had much interpersonal interaction with people."

There's a slight pause as they remind themselves not to say 'organics'.

"We are known as Legion."