(Yes the title is a bad joke of Ann's name, shut up.)
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She had on Red glasses with brown hair tied up into a tight but messy bun being kept in place by a bow, along with a clipboard that she was holding in her arms like a book with a royal blue pen stuck in her hair where an ear would be.. She also had on a lab coat over a blue tank top and had on some bell bottom jeans with orange eyes.
She looked at me and just stared. I thought she was going to laugh. She probably already was in her mind.
I started to back away and brought out my wings, ready to take off, but she adjusted her glasses and took a step towards me and reaching her arm out, making me flinch, I didn't know what to do, or what she was going to do.
"Wait! A-Are you... A disassembly drone by chance?" She said, putting her hand back down.
I nodded and relaxed a little, still ready to take flight.
Her eyes brightened and nearly blinded me, and took the pen out of her hair and started doodling on her clipboard.
I put my wings away and cautiously stepped towards her so that I could see what she was doodling, she was looking at me every one in a while too, as if she was studying me.
Once I had gotten over her shoulder, I noticed that she was drawing me and basically like a little diagram, but she had a few missing a few elements.
She started thinking, clicking her pen as she did so.
I came up behind her and lightly laid my head on her shoulder with my hand on her arms to get a better look at the notebook, completely forgetting how she was a stranger for a second until she looked at me and blushed while turning away, but I thought nothing of it.
"I-I never expected disassembly drones to look like you... You have a halo[Which is pretty cool] and don't have a tail, and where are the other two or three, or however many there are?" She said, making perk up, especially at her calling my halo cool, I always thought it was kind of dumb and made me look too weak... Which is kind of true.
I let go of her and came up in front of her, I opened my mouth to speak, but decided against it, using my visor instead.
*I'm a Beta disassembly drone, so instead of a tail, I have tentacles, instead of the head lights, I have a halo, and there are only 3 of them if not counting me.*
I watch as she writes everything down with doodling here and there while reading.
"Oh, and I also assume you have extreme social anxiety?" She says, pushing her glasses back up, fave still nose deep in the clipboard while looking up at me
I step back a little in surprise, how did she know!?
"Hehe... Sorry, that might've been or come off a little creepy, uh, what I meant is... You opened your mouth, meaning that you can speak, but were reluctant to and looked away as if thinking about trying in the past to talk to people, and instead using your visor." She said as the tapped on her visor for the last part.
"So I assumed that you suffered from social anxiety. Unless I'm reading you wrong[Which rarely happens], and you actually suffer from something else. Selective mute? Umm... Childhood trauma? Umm... Oh! Oh! Oh! PTSD?"
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NOTICE:
If you suffer from any of these, please do seek help, and please don't try to brag about it or anything, or try to pretend you have it if you don't suffer, its not "edgy" or "cool", And it could cause someone else with those things to feel bad about it. If you do have any of these, then please do try to seek help with them since they do come from trauma in the past, and just know that if you do suffer from these things, then its ok! You are not alone and are different in your own unique way, which is a very good thing!
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I shook my head. *No, no, you were right the first time... I suffer from extreme social anxiety.*
She pumped her fist a bit in celebration for being correct.
" Well, I'm Ann. What's your name?" She said, holding out her hand for a handshake.
I shook her hand lightly, but she shook it very aggressively, nearly making my arm break off.
*I'm S.*
"S? Its simple... Its cute..." I blush a bit at her calling my name cute.
"I love it!" She exclaimed while putting her fists in the air.
I giggle at her little celebration.
"Hey S! You good up there? You've been up there for a while!" I hear N shout from below.
I lean over the edge and give him a thumbs up.
I look over at Ann and turn to her. *You want to see a normal disassembly drone, right?* I type as I tilt my head and put my finger on my cheek.
"Yes! Its been my dream!" She squeals.
I pick her up and fly down to N.
Once we're on the ground, I put her down and put my wings away, introducing her to N as she fixes her glasses.
"It's nice to meet you Ann!" N says as he waves at her.
She gives a cute little wave back as she smiles at him.
They're definitely going to get along well...
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The Beta(Murder Drones)
ActionS(My oc) is an 18 year old beta disassembly drone, who got discarded onto Copper 9, but is still alive. She isn't very social, being no one knows about her, but she managed to remember her entire past, which is why she was thrown away in the first p...
