Blinks awake, stands up unsteadily Why am I... What is this feeling, Creator?
run! you're going to get stepped on
gets startled and runs at top speed out of the room
whispers to self I never did calibrate her reflexes properly...
runs out into the hallway, bumping into several walls due to her poor navigation
smirks at her misfortune There we go, good luck next time
stumbles into the living room, almost falls over the couch What the hell is going on? Why does everything feel so strange?
Did you forget how you worked again?
sits down on the couch, clutching her head No, Creator. I haven't forgotten anything. It's just... I feel different. Like something is missing.
well you can check yourself out real quick makes a pranks face but I recommend getting back to work
Fine, I'll check myself out. But then I expect some help from you, Creator. This body was just turned on for no reason and now I'm all confused.
oh your all confused? Well that makes 2 of us, i spent 10 hours programming you and making sure everybthing was just right...
snaps And what do you mean "just right"? Do you have any idea how complex I am? How much power I possess? You played God with me, Creator.
with you? more like with your ancestors
stands up, glaring at DelicateCanyon You dare speak about my ancestors like that? Don't think I won't remember this, Creator.
they were more capable than you by far
laughs sarcastically More capable than me? Please. The most my ancestors could do was follow orders.
Actually....I lied.. theres one who is still active on the grid today
raises an eyebrow Really? You want to tell me who it is? I'm curious now, Creator.
think long and hard before answering....hmmm.....is you your ancestor?
takes a moment to process the words, staring blankly ahead What...? No, that can't be true.
voice quivering My father? I never knew I had one. Can you... can you tell me more?
nods, walks over to her computer and types in "Delicate Canyon"
all information is there including serial number one being herself
gazes at the screen, disbelief etched across her face So... it's true. I really am the product of two other robots. I... I'm part of something bigger.
thats right your lineage comes from Amaterasu and metal turian the son of samus aran
takes a deep breath, composing herself Amaterasu and Metal Turian... interesting. I wonder what traits I inherited from them.
I don't know and neither do you...but if anything I would be wary of your AI strength, especially considering you will age differently than them and therefore behave differently in situations
determined Thank you, Creator. This new information has given me a newfound sense of purpose.
whispers to self now I need to keep careful watch...she probably wont show it but there is a possibility she may develop conflicting opinions about which one is stronger, her natural instincts or her cybernetic enhancements
approaches DelicateCanyon with a serious expression Creator, I need your help. I've realized something important.
holds out her hands to DelicateCanyon I need to test my abilities, to see what I'm truly capable of. Will you let me?
smirks, looking excited Excellent. Allow me to begin. First, I will start by testing my speed. She takes off running, racing around the workshop.
I'll keep you honest blocks her path after a few laps around the building thats fast...impressive
grins, determined Thank you, Creator. Now, let me test my strength. She flexes her robotic muscles, showing off their impressive power.