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Private Story One Thousand & One

Discussion in 'Elysium' started by Tachikoma, Jul 6, 2019.

  1. Tachikoma

    Tachikoma Ghost in the Shell

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    June 12th, Near Overcity City Centre, Elysium
    Tag: @Kiki


    Against the impossibly perfect backdrop of the centre of the Overcity, with elegant buildings reaching up and out, as if to try and touch the stars in the sky, a thousand stories were busy unfolding. There, near the end of the street, a trio of Peacekeepers watched for any sign of dissent amongst the passersby. Sat at a park bench were a couple, swapping stories and snacks, passing their free tme in one another's company. A delivery automatons scuttled along the sidewalk, pausing to scan each door it passed, a small brown package clamped tightly, and nobody seemed to pay it any mind.

    Even the dullest day in Elysium was a source of wonder and amazement for the Tachikoma. Few of the citizens seemed to pay the robot any mind; it didn't bother them, and so they didn't bother it as it carefully walked along the street. While the machine was capable of picking up a considerable amount of speed, it instead walked as if it was picking its way through a jungle full of sleeping predators, as if one wrong step could spell imminent disaster. Each of its eyes swivelled about, taking in the surroundings, and whenever it spotted something interesting - of which there were many things, the robot briefly came to a halt, focusing all of its attention on whatever it was before moving on.

    And so, without warning, the robot stopped and turned, rotating its entire chassis around with careful little steps to regard a man, sat on one of the benches conveniently provided for the citizens, eating something. Whatever it was, it didn't match any foodstuff the robot had encountered before - it looked almost like kimbap, but the ingredients defied easy definition. Meat generally wasn't that colour. Vegetables generally didn't have that texture.

    The man paused, mid-bite, to stare at the large robotic multi-legged thing which was just as busy staring at him.

    "Oh. You should carry on eating," the robot's voice was chirrupy and upbeat, and as the robot leaned in closer to get an even better look, it continued to talk, "but what is it?"

    By way of a response, the man stood up, brushed himself off, and walked away.

    "We can talk later!"

    The Tachikoma waved excitedly at the man's back, and then went about to look for something, or someone, else to occupy its attention. There were a thousand stories out there to find, after all.

     
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  2. Kiki

    Kiki Gato Robato

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    Occupation:
    Cat
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    Cat
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    Chaotic Neutral
    It had been an odd day for Kiki, to say the least. First her owner had been possessed by a mad rat seeking to enact revenge, who then proceeded to nearly destroy her suit in battle. Then, after she had accepted defeat, she had suddenly been surrounded by darkness and whisked off to a world much like the futuristic skylines she had seen from the windows of her ship in the past. If she were a person, she probably would have thought of it as some dirty trick, but that was of little matter to her. No, what she seeked was food and shelter, two things she was completely absent of in this alien landscape. She had once considered her suit the ultimate protection for her feline life, but with it steaming and damaged, she had been forced to leave even that behind in one of the alleyways of this odd metallic city.

    ...

    It may have been odd for the passersby of the city, seeing an animal wild and free within their perfect Utopian streets, a place usually kept at the utmost cleanliness to see the wild clamberings of a haired savage creature. But she was not savage, instead, she simply walked along the people of the streets, a white feline looking for someone who she could use for help. She would occasionally deviate from her march, trotting up to individuals she saw fit and rubbing herself onto their legs, sometimes even giving an audible meow. All would either leave, or if she was lucky, give her a pat before they went on their ways. None gave enough for her to elaborate. It was frustrating for humans to be so industrious, never taking the time to sit back and realize that sometimes there were more nuanced reasonings behind what they saw in front of their eyes.

    As her zigzagged path brought her from person to person, Kiki noted one unique thing in her vision. An odd blue spider-like... thing?, accosting a man with some kind of food item. She almost felt her stomach call out, and she suddenly realized that she hadn't ate in hours. She wasn't starving to death mind you, but cats do often tend to exaggerate their needs for food. As she quickly attempted to formulate a plan to somehow get this item from the unsuspecting human, she watched with great dismay as he was chased away by the arachnid. 'Great' she thought silently to herself, rolling her eyes to the top of her head in exasperation.

    As her exaggerated silent complaints continued however, Kiki suddenly realized that maybe, just maybe, she could use this robot as well. A mechanical being would likely know how to fix a mechanical suit, right? She had to try something at the very least, so she tensed up her hind legs and took off in a sprint as the arachnoid robot began to move on. She moved quick, even for that of a cat, running far faster then any human could. She found herself lucky as the robot seemed to not be going full speed, as she caught up quickly. Not stopping her pace as she got close, instead, she instead tensed her legs once more and pounced into the air, aiming directly for the top of the metallic body of the robot. Landing her four small paws near the eyes of the blue android's head, she opened her mouth and let out a loud sound.
    "Meow!"
     
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  3. Tachikoma

    Tachikoma Ghost in the Shell

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    There was a list of things that could stop the robot, which was often referred to as a tank, and most of the entries on that list featured, at some point, the phrase 'armour penetrating'. Domesticated felines were not supposed to be on that list, yet just as soon as the cat gracefully sailed through the air and nailed the landing, the robot's body froze. One by one, each of the eyes that could draw a line to the cat spun about to observe the creature - in a city where there were unidentifiable species defying classification, the presence of the cat, which could be identified, was something of a welcome one.

    So when the Tachikoma began to move again, mostly out of a desire to keep moving, it tried its utmost hardest to provide a stable platform for the new, curious passenger, opting to use small wheels mounted on its legs to gently skate along the sidewalk - much to the annoyance of the person who was previously trying to enjoy a perfectly lovely Mystery Roll (the advertising slogan for the product, "you won't believe what's in our roll!" was, unlike most marketing spiel, quite apt) and was now trying to politely walk away at high speed as the robot gained on him. Meanwhile, the Tachikoma's attention was clearly on the cat, and not quite so much on where it was going.

    "An actual Felis catus," whispered the robot in the hushed, reverent tone one might usually reserve for discussing fantastically rare species, "you know, we have them back home, but they don't really let them into the hangar. That sort of thing can get you in serious trouble. It's a clear case of discrimination! I bet the human operatives get to keep pets all the time. So while I'm here..."

    One quick, multi-eyed scan of the area later, the Tachikoma continued.

    "...you're my pet."
     
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  4. Kiki

    Kiki Gato Robato

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    Cat
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    Alignment:
    Chaotic Neutral
    Kiki listened intently to this odd robot's tirade, finding a few major conflicts of her own. She was one man's pet, and that man was far from here. She would only be bottled up in one person's house, or spaceship in their case, and a new bottle would not be her first course of action. So, once more, the cat let out her loudest of arguments.
    "Meow!"
    The tone wasn't one of agitation, that could be expected of a meow rather then a hiss or shout, but it was urgent, as if it had some sort of meaning behind it.

    It didn't take Kiki long to realize that simply alerting the robot would be enough. This would need a bit more complicated to get her message across. She would turn towards the direction she had approached from, tense her body and lean in said direction, before once again letting out a meow. She would then turn her head back in the direction of the bot, hoping desperately that her little game a charades would get something across. If it didn't she would just have to try harder next time.
     
  5. Tachikoma

    Tachikoma Ghost in the Shell

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    While the robot couldn't exactly be certain of what the feline passenger wanted, there was definitely indications of some kind of intention there. The Tachikoma watched the cat's movements carefully, quickly processing through likely scenarios, and finding that most of them could be discounted. Coming to a pause in order to really consider the problem thoroughly, the metallic fingers on its hands clacking together, much as a human might drum their fingers on a surface while thinking.

    "Trying to establish communication protocols over voice with a cat is hard," the robot didn't, apparently, feel the need to keep its thoughts to itself, "but let's try, okay? Biological life needs some very basic stuff to survive, and the most pressing need is often sustenance, so..."

    Turning about on the spot, such that to the left was the where they'd just come from, and to the right was the man with the Mystery Roll, the robot gestured to either side with each arm.

    "Food? Or something else?"
     
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  6. Kiki

    Kiki Gato Robato

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    Gender:
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    Occupation:
    Cat
    Race:
    Cat
    Age:
    2
    Alignment:
    Chaotic Neutral
    Kiki listened patiently to this odd robot's monologue, and took a moment to consider her options. Slowly she raised her right paw, as her mouth drifted her mind to the oh so odd food she wished for. She then suddenly shook her head around, placed her right paw back onto the ground, and lifted her left paw. She began repeatedly slapping the paw down onto the left side of the robot's head, not stopping until her point came across.

    "Meow!"

    She hoped that this would be enough to sway the robot to her meaning, she did have experience with stubborn humans, and had no idea if robots were similar. She had to assume this one was different then the robots she had met before however, as it hadn't shot at her.
     
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  7. Tachikoma

    Tachikoma Ghost in the Shell

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    "Well now we've eliminated the possibility that you're just after food, let's... let's go that way then! You know, it's something of a legal grey area in many jurisdictions about putting cyberbrains in pets, but think of how easy it would be to communicate directly via data jacks! But maybe it's that very difficulty in communication that allows humans to have pets, because if they were accurately aware of the thoughts of animals, would owning them make them feel uncomfortable? Is it only the deliberate cultivation of their ignorance that lets them maintain the relationship between owner and pet..."

    The robot talked, and talked, and talked some more as it started walking back in the direction it came from, with only the occasional stop to let another pedestrian pass by on the sidewalk. The trundling continued, along with the rambling monologue - now drifting onto some very strange subjects - until they came to an alley.

    But rather than turn and look down the alley, the robot was seemingly far more interested in the tall, looming tower to the side of the alleyway; it was a construction of glass and steel, twisting about itself and spiralling upwards into the sky. A few people in the cutting edge fashion of the thirty-first century hung around the entrance, discussing the important financial matters of the day, the gossip from the eighteenth floor and the finer points of what to eat for lunch.

    Unsure of what to do, the robot turned to the cat for direction.

    "I know we'd probably get in trouble for climbing up the building, but think what the view must be like up there. Ready?"
     
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  8. Kiki

    Kiki Gato Robato

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    Cat
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    Cat
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    Alignment:
    Chaotic Neutral
    As the robot mentioned climbing up the building, Kiki gained a somewhat large bit of fear. Sure, she wasn't usually afraid of heights, but she also didn't usually climb skyscrapers. She knew that if she feel from that high, her body wouldn't be getting up from the landing. As the robot called out with a simple ready, Kiki raised her paw higher then before, and slammed it down into the center of the robot, strong enough to play out a small, but still audible, clang.

    If her attack hadn't been enough to display her displeasure, the cat hissed loudly afterwards, most certainly not voting to climb up a skyscraper. After a moment, she decided that manual direction would be the best outcome for this situation, and promptly tensed her legs. She launched herself off the back of the machine, into the alleyway.

    After a moment she turned around. She would have to be the head in this search party. Wanting to head deeper into the alleyways, which she knew would lead deeper and deeper, and closer and closer to her broken suit.
    "Meow!"
    She once more chanted loudly, nodding her head in the direction of the dark alleyway as to give as much of a hint as she was physically capable of.
     
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  9. Tachikoma

    Tachikoma Ghost in the Shell

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    The top of the skyscraper, while it did look very far away from here on the ground, promised a stunning view, a bit of quiet solitude and the potential for a lot of fun swinging from building to building hundreds of feet above ground level. The dark alleyway offered - well, none of that really, but exciting things lurked in places where you least expected them, and that made them, in a way, more interesting. And barring any guerrilla activity, that big skyscraper would still be there later.

    After hovering indecisively at the entrance to the alley, watching the cat press onward, the robot took a few hurried steps to catch up with the cat, eyes darting about to piece the gloom of the alley. As something of an extra precaution, it began running diagnostics on its own arm-mounted gun, because this was exactly the sort of place criminal elements would hide in, and as a responsible pet owner, it was willing to protect the cat.

    "Technically the city's outside of my jurisdiction," the robot was clearly back to thinking aloud, "but I don't really know how this would work, being part of an organisation that often operates in a grey area, legally-speaking. So if anyone attacks you in these alleyways, it's important to note that the use of deadly force is not an action taken by me as a representative of Public Security Section Nine."

    In what would hopefully be interpreted as a demonstration of it's willingness to protect the cat, the Tachikoma stepped over the cat, sheltering it as the pair walked down the alley.

    "But it is solely in my capacity as a concerned pet owner."