The Cube of Calamity (extra)

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You stand above the empty shell of a drone, disassembly model. The chest is open and empty, awaiting internals, and internals you shall give it.

You take the cube retrieved by Zinc from the icy wastes and insert it into the center, to give it form.

You manifest the core of the Solver and shove it beside the cube, to give it life.

You take a single silver strand of hair loosely wrapping it around the cube and the core, to give it the body of your kind.

You cut your arm and pour ichor into the cavity, to give it blood.

And finally, with the body ready, you prepare the rite.

"Vessel of mine and descendant to be, I give you my flesh, my bone, and my blood, to grant you life. heed my call and rise before me!"

Nothing...

The drone shakes, the chest snaps shut and the surrounding temperatures skyrockets, your breath turns to steam and the pipes within the room start to melt, and then the body compacts.

All that sits before you is the cube you started with...

It bursts open, spraying blood and ichor across the room, covering the walls and floors before converging to sit before you baring the appearance of a child. It is drone-like yet also more human than any drone should be. It wears a silver head of hair as most disassembly models do, flowing down to almost touch the table it sits atop. It wears a hoodie vaguely familiar but unrecognizable. Conical arms of female disassembly style and the legs of a male model converging at a torso drone in appearance yet human in style, having various lights flickering across its body in a gold color.

It sits limp and lifeless, hanging over the table and nearly falling forward, until it bolts upright, eyes and a mouth searing themselves upon its face to leave a wide smile and a pair of X's for eyes. It stares at you.

You put your hand atop its head.

"I shall name you: Calamity. Now go forth into the land we call our home and get acquainted with it."

It stared at you, watching, observing, learning.

"Ok! Cya later!"

And then she was out the door to explore the planet, to learn of the place she'd now call home, and hopefully not kill everything on the surface...

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