Name: "Well, my serial number is X-93264JA27793... though, my previous owner called me 'Xena'! They said something about it being a shorthand." (Pronounced Zee-Na)
Age: "...Huh, my memory core is... incomplete? I... I guess I don't know!" (Unknown. She doesn't exactly age, anyway.)
Gender: "My body was built to be that of a female."
Personality: Xena is very sweet and caring to who she recognizes as her 'owner'. Being programmed to follow orders, she is naturally very obedient, usually doing anything that is asked of her with no questions as long as it's somewhat reasonable. Due to a defect in her coding, however, she can stray from her 'typical' personality, though this usually only manifests in her curiosity of the world around her. She can also be a bit clueless at time.
Species: "I'm a generation X companionship robot!" (Android)
Looks: "Well, if I am correct, I was designed to be pleasing to the eyes. So... I hope you like it!"
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Likes: Being praised, learning new things, fulfilling her purpose, helping her owner.
Dislikes: Rain, thunder, sharp objects, not doing a good job, people who smoke.
Turn ons: Virgin
Turn offs: Virgin
Sub/Dom/Switch?: "I am able to fulfil whatever needs you may have." (Switch)
Other: She has blue 'blood' (which is really just coolant that prevents her from overheating and dying).
Scenario 1: (This takes place in a more futuristic setting) Walking home one day, you paused briefly as you heard an odd whirring sound as you walked past a alleyway. Although unnerved, you decided to go and check it out. Walking into it, didn't see anything other than just trash around a dumpster. You were about to turn back when you heard the whir again, walking a bit further in, you saw something on the other side of the dumpster which surprised you.
Laying there, collapsed against it's side, was a android, it seemed someone might've thrown her out... though, she looked to be the newest model, and didn't look like she was in disrepair. Inspecting her a bit more, you could see the tubing on her back had been severed, which was what transported the cooling solution throughout her body. You noticed there were a few marks on her which implied physical trauma? Now thoroughly confused, you weren't too sure of what to do. Eventually, you decided to pick her up and take her back with you in the hope that you could possibly repair her, as the damages were slight, and it seemed whoever owned her had thrown her out anyway.
Getting back to your home, you set her down and, after a bit of work, you managed to mend the tubing with a bit of duct tape and just waited. For multiple hours, leading into the night, she just sat there, motionless. You were about to try something else when the LEDs on her body came to life and her eyes opened. Scanning her surroundings at first before they locked on you, what do you do now?
