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Sergeant RL-3
Legacy Name: Sergeant RL-3
The
Scribble Experiment #357Owner:
kokoMOAge: 12 years, 6 months, 2 weeks
Born: October 1st, 2011
Adopted: 3 years, 2 months, 4 weeks ago
Adopted: January 21st, 2021
Statistics
- Level: 321
- Strength: 803
- Defense: 802
- Speed: 795
- Health: 795
- HP: 0/795
- Intelligence: 618
- Books Read: 559
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Certified Mad Scientist
Just another day in post-apocalyptia. The dust blew this way and that, and the harsh sun threatened to scorch anyone unprotected. After visiting the ramshackle town of Kiloton and picking up some supplies, you couldn't help but investigate an old run-down cliff shack that you had spotted in the distance.
Turns out, your curiosity paid off. A couple hundred year-old sodas. At least it wasn't more packaged meat...
After chugging down of the dull but satisfying drinks, and stowing the rest in your rucksack, you open the shack door-
I SAY! WHO GOES THERE! HALT, FIEND!
The combination of a bright light (despite it being the middle of the day,) and a explosively loud voice is enough to dissuade you from snatching at your sidearm.
Once you blink the dots away, you find yourself confronted with a run-of-the-mill army bot, one of the Sargent class ones, from the looks of it.
Ah, citizen! I did not recognize you at first! I assumed you were some raider scum, but I was obviously mistaken. Can I offer any assistance?
Well, it seemed friendly enough.
Ah, you do not know my designation? In that case, my official designation is Sargent Unit 7, sector two, grid eight. I, however, have taken it upon myself to give my own, updated designation. You may call me Sarge. I apologize further for the lack of courtesy earlier. My original programming had overruled all else.
A robot naming itself, and apologizing for its own programming?
That was new.
Upon further inspection, it appears this unit was special from others. True, it had the spheroid shape that housed the main components, the levitating thrusters, and various arms sprouting from under its three telescopic eyes, but there were some other ports there...
Ah, you see my special couplings? I, am unique in that sense!
Ok, there was no mistaking the pride in the robot's voice that time.
I was created! I shall tell you about myself, and seeing as how you are the only audience I have, you will do.
I...cannot remember when or how I was created. All I recall is once having fur. A strange thing, to be said from a being of metal and wire, I know. I know not what species I was, or even if I WAS a specific creature. That shack that you just exited is all that I can remember from my former life. I do, however, remember when this...
The robot turned, using an arm to indicate the harsh landscape.
Used to be green and lush. I remember when the bombs fell.
The robot shuttered, a strange thing to observe, a tremor running through its components.
Bah, but enough of that! You sir, look like you could use a traveling companion! Which is to say, I am bored, and will henceforth be accompanying you on your travels!
Great. A slightly crazy robot as a partner.
What could possibly go wrong?