Claimed: To Be Updated With New Idea SoonEtni had very little to do with the human race. What contact she did allow was only to purchase goods necessary for survival. Considered by most, mentally unstable, she lived a life of seclusion. How exactly she made money to survive was anyone’s guess. The truth was that she had been the inventor of quite a many used technologies in the current world. These technologies, inventions and gadgets had left her with a handsome fortune even if her living arrangements did not allude to such wealth.
Despite being an introvert, Etni became lonely and decided to begin work on a companion. The perfect assistant with which to share her life’s works. With the intention to form the perfect servant and emotionless being, several failed attempts left her in search of a different power source. Enter in Old Man Trumbull. Considered a collector of curiosities, a hoarder of junk, he was one of the only trusted people Etni allowed in on her hairbrained ideas. In her hands he planted a blue orb. It seemed like glass, however it held no weight.
“Trust me.” The old codger quipped with a smile before sending her on her way.
Late one night, on the brink of giving up on yet another pile of junk, she tossed the useless orb into the cranial cavity and crawled into bed. While sleep claimed her frustrated mind, it wasn’t much later she was startled awake by a cold hand on her naked thigh.
(I am seeking a male or other to play a male humanoid robot. The orb is a conscious life force that allows the otherwise metal creation to assume human like features physically and mentally. I seek a partner who is literate with a minimum of one paragraph. More than one is a plus. Seeking sexual encounters between characters and true story development. Maybe discovery of the power the orb holds, maybe true love? Who knows. But most importantly, hot robot sex, indentured servitude and lots of curiosity from newly found automation.)
Link to my O/O’s :
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=306744.0
