In the year 20xx, an abiotic being created to research the existince of space and its factors, is said to be the unknown robot for the list in its time; loosing known existince within society's view-- the shadow of our sight.
The creator, for he can thoroughly place the use of his creation for our world to know space and burning stars, has the string of audacity to risk such a break through.. for his own creation's one request... that can risk his career that all has hoped to exist.....
Core.
A core was being held to shimmer a light to my form. I sparked up, feeling an energetic source roam my head. What is this..? What are things?
I look around the area.. it seemed like something of a..a.. I can think it, but it won't be thought of... I examine the room around me to earn more support to what it could be, only to spot an unexpected being wearing a white coat.
I can't look away at this sight? What is this supposed to be..
"Oh, why, hello there child"
Being detected.
He is approaching me..."How are you feeling, young one?"
..I respond quickly "netural" a spark flew from my neck, causing the being to jolt 10° back.. why is that..?
"What..is it,?" I question his action.
He is roaming to his original station, searching for forms of solid items..
"It looks like you're still in need of pair, I'm going to shut you down and redue some bugs, then restart your system, you'll need to be shut off" he simply stated; me, becoming a place of reject, kicking two small limbs of mine in an emotion I cannot understand.I just know..
I cannot be "shut off"
The being is approaching at a frantic and quicker pace.
I must run,I cannot....
Why are you activating a..button. Does that... force me to "shut down?"
Why..is..every...thin.g...disappearing....-----
I snap my eyes to the atmosphere around me: another room that appears similar to the one I had last been in--
Even so, the active human is in the exact room.He is holding a primary color: blue. The paper with what appears.. paper detected.. 'blue prints'?
"New data saved to memory chip: Blue Prints"
I spoke aloud without the nearest realization to my mistake of words.
He is alert, and approaching."Hello, again.." he spoke; he seems to be attracted to an obstacle, as he is fidgeting with some items in a cardboard box.. "How are you feeling..?"
... "off", I answer with a bold nod. "Can youuu.. detail "off"?" He lingers to question.
"Off: vague feeling to forming a neutral relationship around the environment"
...He turns away from my presence.. hm..
"And, while my presence loads to understand this area, where is are destination?"..He turns to me, "oh, this..It's a lab," he doesn't seem content nor feeling interest in revealing location name..
"Oh, well, what are-" I was beggining to ask what seemed to be my creator's name, before instantly I spotted two beings from a window, before crying out in alert.
He snaps his look to me, before gazing his eyes towards the beings themselves.
"Ugh, those damn kids-"..kids?
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Malleable Sky, Stiff Stars (Story of Star)
Science FictionMy original character, or, OC, as many are familiar with. And this is the story... Now, I was elated to create this story for over 3 years. Enjoy