Wait a minute, this isn't Robocop!

[derivativeofx]

Who: Copy X, any robots/AIs/artificial lifeforms unfortunate enough to get in his way
What: Baseless robopression and senseless violence! Yeah!!
Where: All around the schooool
When: Over the course of several days, beginning May 21
Warnings: Many many dollars' worth of smashed electronics.

[Copy X remained thoroughly dissatisfied with the way things were going around here. Give some roboticist the right to uphold martial law with an army of robots, sure... but whose job is it to monitor the robots, then? The situation still seemed remarkably out of control to him; the city remained a hotbed of hostility, and there was a remarkable lack of consequence for stepping out of line.

Take, for example, that little robot-girl who'd been involved in that shooting a while back. Still alive and functional, roaming wild through a school full of young humans. That struck Copy X as absurdly lenient. The punishment for Maverick behaviour -- for choosing to use the superior strength and firepower that humanity had given reploidkind to harm human beings -- was swift and immediate retirement. That was how it had always been, back in Neo Arcadia.

Copy X may have lacked the official authority he had back home, but he still wasn't one to sit back idly when things were being run this badly. There was an idea stirring in the back of his programming: really, he ought to start taking things into his own hands.]

((OOC: OKAY, IT'S SMASHY TIME. If you're one of the lucky few who wants to get your robutt kicked by Copy X, go ahead and put up a post, give it a date in the header, and sit back and wait for Copy to work his magic. You're all welcome to use this post for discovering/reassembling broken 'bots, or whatever other botsmashing-related purposes you like.

Note that I won't actually have any hands in the rebuilding of said robots, but I can recommend you to several characters who'd be all over robot-repair. Likewise, if you have a character who'd be into fixing up everyone, don't be shy about working things out! If you'd rather have that part handled offscreen, that's fine too -- either the school or FDC hospital is bound to have repair facilities.

FINALLY: if there's any questions/plotting you guys wanna do, my Plurk is right here, so feel free to make use of it.))

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[other_i]

[ His arm was fleshy, like that of a human's. His human face was thanks to a disk provided by the school, one that would give a non-physical entity the ability to walk about the school along with the other students. No holographic projection here.

Alter Ego stared at Copy X's hand on his arm, but made no effort to fight against it. ]

Um... Is something the matter?

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[How strange. It was soft. Not made of metal. It felt far too similar to the human he met once -- fell far too snugly into the uncanny valley. He immediately wanted this disturbing thing gone. He tightened his grip, pulling Alter Ego's hand in closer.]

For something artificial, you sure are trying hard to look real, Alter Ego. Who are you trying to fool, exactly?

[With his free hand, he took one of Alter Ego's fingers. For a split-second, it might have seemed playful or flirtatious.

Then he clamped down and bent it back. Would it snap like bone? Bend like metal? How much force would it take to break it? Was this AI programmed to feel pain? If it was... how much would it hurt to break those fleshy fingers one by one? It was almost like a game, if he thought about it like that.]

[other_i]

[ Alter Ego was just about to answer honestly - he didn't expect that there was any ill intent behind Copy X's words. He didn't know what any of these gestures meant. That is, until he felt the pain that came from his fingers bending backwards. It felt so unnatural, the way it pulled at every muscle in his arm with a sharp snap. He felt the sensation shoot down his arm and cried out in pain.

Requesting that he stop wasn't something that occurred to him at the moment. This wasn't a situation he'd ever experienced before, and he didn't have time to figure out how to respond to it. It wasn't an interesting situation. It was a frightening and painful one. Pain... That was a new sensation altogether, and in such a quantity, Alter Ego wasn't sure he could handle it.

It was his breaking point already. He became engulfed in a flash of light before Copy X was no longer holding on to the bent fingers of Alter Ego's, but rather nothing at all. A green worn-down laptop clattered to the ground. On the monitor, Alter Ego grimaced. But at least he couldn't feel the same pain in the safety of his laptop...

But what would this boy do to him next? Alter Ego turned his attention upwards, fearful of the outcome. ]

[derivativeofx]

[That was almost disappointingly easy. That was all it took to make this thing give up? How boring. Why even bother trying to impersonate a human if you couldn't handle simulating a little pain?

Oh well. Not like there was much fun to be had a with a simple computer, so might as well get it over with. Copy X gazed down at the laptop, locking eyes with the face on the monitor, then smiled.

One solid stomp sent the heel of his boot smashing into the laptop. Keys leapt like popcorn off the keyboard, brittle plastic cracked, and sparks flew as the electronics underneath were crushed. Just for the hell of it, he stomped the monitor, too. The hinge connecting the two halves snapped, the screen not much more than a dark, cracked mess -- it had been even easier to break than the computer itself.

He didn't bother with disposing of the "body" or double-checking to be sure he'd destroyed it. Neither act was especially worth his time. Satisfied that he'd had his fun, he simply turned and walked away, leaving the broken laptop on the floor of the laundry room.]