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Hello. My name is Connor. I'm the android sent by CyberLife. [ The circle on the side of this guy's head just blinks yellow the entire time. Red for a second while he glances off after saying that then back to yellow. He idly straightens out his tie. ] That won't mean anything here.

Due to the unknown location of Genessia, it is difficult to determine if it is blocking incoming signals or if it is too far to retrieve one. I'm unable to connect back to my source of origin and part of my database may now be outdated. The CPU operating this place has been... uncooperative.

The information given on arrival has been helpful and informative, however additional data will need to be collected. There remains a significant lack of familiar terms within the network. Since I have determined I am currently the lone representative of my "world" and will need to be self-sufficient, any offer of additional information about the locale would be appreciated. For example, details of where to find those familiar with repairing bio-components would be of great use for future reference.

I am designed primarily to assist human law enforcement but contain features that can be applied in a number of positions. I've considered my options but I am open to suggestions of where to be of the most use. I would like to assist in any manner possible.

Thank you in advance for your cooperation.

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[Cellphones back home are way flimsier than this stuff. His nice one, the expensive one, was plastic and flipped open and closed. So it took Giorno a little while to familiarize himself with the smart phone. However, Giorno is also 15 and adapts incredibly well to technology. You know, damn millennials, all that stuff. Eventually though, he responds to the message.]

So... you're saying you're a cop.

An android? I know what one is, you don't have to explain it. But I've never met one.

[Cue a young woman in a pencil skirt seen filing]

Hello Connor, I'm Kristen and work as a file clerk and archivist for the police in Genessia City. There is always room for more within the department.

Technically, yes.

You have now. Are they not common where you're from?

Hello Kristen. Thank you for letting me know. Have you been working there long?

It's a pleasure. My name is Evie.

No, unfortunately. We have dragons and fairies and sea monsters and pirates. Curses, spells. Magic. No androids.

Wow, you're the most realistic android I've ever seen. [Do the Broadleaf robots even count as androids?]

You actually remind me of an actor from my world, a little bit.

What kind of cop?

[He could mean Connor's "function," or he could mean morally. Who knows.]

It's nice to meet you too, Evie.

Magic is widely regarded as fictional, though certain scientific discoveries could be classified as such by some individuals. This is quite interesting. Do you know magic yourself?

Thank you. CyberLife androids are meant to work harmoniously with humans. Both my appearance and voice were specifically designed to facilitate my integration.

It could be possible my model was based on an actor. Are they a good one?

[ □ Honest.
>△ Sarcastic. ]

One that solves crimes.

[Giorno visibly rolls his eyes. His expression stays pretty neutral otherwise, though. Wow, ya got him.]

What sorts of crime?

I just spent a year on another planet, helping build and expand a colony. There, I've met people from many different universes and variations of planets. I met and dated a guy who suffered from a dangerous strain of lycanthropy, which I helped cure. I'm dating a guy from 1899 New York.

I met a version of my mother who isn't her, but I love her just the same. There's a multiverse out there that's full of things that should be fiction, but are very real in different universes and it's lovely.

And yes, I know magic. I have an amazing memory for spells and potions.

[A little uncanny valley, though, thanks to that realism. Not that Roland will mention that.]

I can't think of their name right now, but they must be if I remember what they look like.

I can't help much, I just got here a few days ago myself, but I'll do what I can. I'm Roland.

Ones executed by those under my jurisdiction. You seem interested in what my position was. May I ask why?

[He leans his chin on his hand, looking quite innocent.]

I mean, if you're looking for a law enforcement job, it's better to list your resume right?

Or isn't that how cops work?

Are you in charge of hiring?

Innocent bystander, signor.

I thought youths were supposed to ask policemen questions and trust them... that sort of thing.

[He thought this would be funny, but clearly this guy doesn't know what a joke is.]

Just wondering, that's all.

Revealing details about my mission to unauthorized personnel goes against my programming. I apologize if this is disappointing for you.

[ He wouldn't judge if he got called creepy. His partner says it all the time. ]

If that's true, I will consider myself honored to resemble them.

Nice to meet you, Roland. Has anything stood out during these few days?

Medieval folklore indicated that a cure for lycanthropy would be obtained medicinally through wolfsbane, surgically, or by exorcism. Sicilian believe believed one would strike the wolf on the forehead or scalp with a knife. Others believed stating the infected's name or simply scolding it would remove the ailment. Did you use one of these methods?

You seem to have lived an exciting life so far.

What do you do with your spells and potions?

I'm afraid not. I would keep an eye on the network, though, people seem to be pretty loose-lipped on there. It might be a good way to see who to watch for before they actually commit a crime.

Oh, New Dodge is just a tiny part of my exciting life. Beforehand, I lived on an island prison where all of my worlds worst Villains and Terrible People were detained. I was born there. And then the king of my country decreed that several of the children born on the Isle of the Lost were to be given a chance at a good life. Myself and three of my best friends were chosen, and our parents wanted us to steal The Fairy Godmother's magic wand to break the barrier keeping everyone on the Isle.

I chose not to and have lived away from the Isle since. It's a lot more detailed than that, but this is texting. There's a character limit.

We used a cure with a wolfsbane base and had to suppress Sam's immune system for a month so it could work and attack the werewolf virus without being attacked itself. It was a very tough process, but he survived.

Me? I don't do much with the spells I know. They're all for terrible things, taught to me by my mother, a woman who once got so jealous of a child's good looks that she sent a hunter to carve her heart out. He didn't.

I make perfumes and body washes and lotions with my knowledge of potions. Again, the potions I do know? They're awful. But, they can be modified for good.

Thank you for the advice. Have you been treated well here?

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