video; un: MANDROID

[friendlykillingmachine]

[ Just when Rocky was starting to like this place, a temporal insect the size of a bear gets a hold of him.

Now he's getting flashbacks of an event that should be virtually impossible for him to recall. Those memories had been deleted, wiped away after a full system restoration, but now he was receiving uncontrolled bursts of input from a different time. The trouble is these are more than just unwanted pseudo-memories — he's actually re-experiencing the corruption of his system when it fell victim to the destructive T virus of his homeworld. The "glitches" are brief but only a few seconds lapse has already cost Oska two suits of armor he mistook for human.

After coming to his senses, he ran. And he's still running when the blue, triangular gem around his neck senses his need for advice and connects him to the network. Anyone receiving the signal will see a bot from the shoulders up, his TV shaped head looking this way and that in a panic as if he must avoid everyone and everything. Behind him, the world is a blur as he continues moving. Then he looks forward and his screen attempts a smile but the note of urgency is clear in his voice. ]

Rocky here! Okay, problem: Say you were bitten by a giant time bug and now you might be extremely dangerous to all living organisms. What to do you do and where do you go? Please! I don't want to hurt anyone!

Comments

voice, @Doc Knock

[paintjobs]

[ oh boy, this guy again. human-made robots can't do anything right, it looks like. ]

Try the lake.

[friendlykillingmachine]

[Why hello again Mr. Aston Martin!]

The lake? What's there? An underwater containment field?

[paintjobs]

I doubt it. But it is a lake, and you're not likely to run into any humans down there.

[friendlykillingmachine]

That's clever but I don't think it'll stop me from climbing back out!

[paintjobs]

What, you can't even keep yourself there? [ nothing right! they can do nothing right!! ]

What exactly is happening?

[friendlykillingmachine]

A temporal insect bit me. Well, more like it got its time-warping drool on me... [ but DETAILS. ]

Anyway! Now I keep randomly glitching into a past version of myself. A corrupted version that wants to kill humans! I can't control it!

[paintjobs]

Corrupted files aren't so hard to deal with. [ Actually, he's starting to sound a little interested. ] I can't do much about the glitching, but I might be able to take a look at the problem.