genessia | Calling all geniuses

[He took the bait hook, line and sinker.

...Oh wonderful, it's a child. Ugh. This could be tiresome.]

You have five minutes to make me feel like I'm not wasting my time with you. So get to it, wow me.

[Oh, wow, this guy really IS a treat, isn't he? Amelia just barely manages not to roll her eyes.]

I made this when I was eight...

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[Amelia moves out of the frame somewhat to let Wily see Bit. The robot is held in her arm not unlike a child, and stares back at Wily.]

He's a fully sentient automaton, capable of comprehending human instruction, and from what I've studied, even human emotion. He may have no vocal output of any kind, but he does display base human sentiments.

He makes a good assistant, too.

...When you were eight.

[Well it's not bad per say, but he could scrounge together the same thing in a scrapyard.]

And how old are you now?

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Eh? Now? Eighteen.

[She pauses.]

Ahh, I know what you're getting at. You're wondering why I never improved him as I got older. Well, Bit's just...

Well he wouldn't be Bit if I made him any different.

Now then, I have made several military-grade weapons and armaments back where I came from - including a multi-faceted mechanical golem used for military training. It was able to grow and develop, adapting to a soldier's fighting style, to challenge them to seek alternative methods of combat.

I... invented a fridge where I come from.

...

Hey, I know this doesn't sound like much to you, but we don't have electricity where I come from, so put that into perspective!

[Oh sweet mother of Edison. Now she's getting uppity with him. Why is he even still listening to her?]

I don't care! I don't care that your world doesn't have electricity, I don't care that you don't want to update the little robot you made over a decade ago, he's old news! I just wanted to know what you had made since you made him. You're lucky I didn't just hang up on you the second you showed me something you built ages ago instead of something recent.

[There's a pause as he takes a few deep breaths. When he speaks up again, he's surprisingly calm.]

Military grade weapons, eh?

Ohhh, well sorry that the only thing that came with me to this stupid place was something I made ten years ago.

[Sheesh! Though she supposes Wily has a point. Bit, while being her most precious creation, is far from her most impressive.]

Well, yes. Moving right along. [She clears her throat.] Military grade, yes. I was on R&D for the Ironhart military - I was in charge of things like overseeing the production of possible military mech units. [And other things, but this guy's short on patience.]

[She also quit when she found she was making killing machines rather than the lovable robots she was so fond of, but like heck he wants to hear that.]

Someone said that if I wanted a robotics expert, you're the guy. I love robots, and I'd like to keep building them, but I don't know where to start. Your tech is completely different. So please tell me you have some kind of... of... journal or... something I could learn from.

[And Wily is actually quiet for the most part while she talks. There's some sort of background noise though, so he might be tinkering around with something while she babbles on.

She has stroked his ego though, so he'll humour her for now. he has to admit he's interested in learning just how technology in her worlds works.]

Well, I am the number one robotics expert in my world, and while I could lend you a note book or two, they likely wont do you any good as anything I've written doesn't cover the basics.

What I can do is point you in the direction of some required reading until then. I may have some scrap lying around that you can fiddle around with. If you can get it up and running, I'll consider lending you a notebook or two.

[Oh come on! He asked a question, she answered, and he considers that babbling? It's a good thing Amelia can't read minds. or somehow psychically break people's ankles from over the phone.]

Mm... I see. [She rubs her chin. At least he writes down notes and things for reference - her last teacher didn't do that much, unless you count the weird things he carved into the ceiling. But then he says he can point her in the direction of required reading.]

[Excellent.]

Aha, reading! Now that's something definitely useful. Point away! [She's going to get so into those books that she's just going to suck up the knowledge inside like some sort of... knowledge sponge.]

Give me a week, then we'll see about your challenge.

[Ughhh... He'll pull up a map of Genessia and point out a library.]

Try there, there should be a section on electronics and what not. I'm sure you kind something like "Electricity" or "Robotics" for dummies in there somewhere. Those should at least give you the basics.

[He'll look away from the screen.]

Quick Man! I have a job for you! That Met that went offline about a week ago, see if you can track it down at the dump. It's camera went offline in a dumpster and so it probably ended up there.

Drop it off at the Bay when you find it.

[He'll glance over at the screen.]

You'll find it at the Bay.

Thanks Grandpa. I'll have a lot of fun looking into it, I'm sure!

Talk at you later! I'm sure you have my number stored away somewhere by now.

Grandpa!? It's Dr.Wily to you, and don't you forget it!

[Grumble, grumble, grumble.]

Of course I have, It's the first thing I did when you tried to get a hold of me.

Yup, figured you might! What kinda genius doesn't?

[Your number's a bit trickier, Wily! And she's not surprised. The number she'd have isn't registered to anyone.]

Now I'm going to go to the Bay. Seeya!

[She cuts her feed and makes for her departure.]

[She would arrive at the Bay of course while keeping an eye out for the package she was supposed to pick up. What did he call it? A "Met?" What's a Met, anyway? And who was supposed to be taking it to her? Some goof named "Quick Man?" Was her a super hero or something? Sounds like a name Gale would come up with - a stupid name.]

[When she arrives at the Bay, there's a sudden "woosh" as an red flash whirls around and past her, depositing a small in front of her as it passes. Barely even a second later, a metallic finger pokes the back of her head.]

Took you long enough to get here. You're lucky I had orders to deliver this to you or I would have bailed out already.

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[Naturally Amelia seizes up when the red blur just whips past her. She freezes, waits, and looks around to see... nothing, really. She looks left, right, and forwards. Nothing, nothing, and nothing.]

[Then she's poked in the back of the head, which makes her flip the fudge out. She gasps and whips around quickly to see Quick Man. Why, she didn't even realize she was standing in front of what looked like an old box until she bumps into it with the back of her ankles.]

Whoa! Whoa, hey there, uh... [She looks him up and down a moment.] ... Wow, you really do dress like some kinda super hero. Are you Quick Man?

[Quick Man can't help but laugh as Amelia flips out, far too amused by his own antics.]

Dressed like a superhero? No, I'm built this way.

[He'll give his chest a quick, rough pat and which gives off a light metallic ring.]

Yep, That's me, DWN 012; Quick Man. The best, and fastest Robot Master around. So try to keep up.

[Ahh, that would explain it! Amelia had never encountered a robot that acted so much like a person before. Well, except maybe that one time, but she hates talking about that one time.]

[Still, prepare yourself, Quick Man!]

Ooooohhh...! *o* You're a ROBOT?! [Like, omigawd! Amelia's less focused on her task than ever now, hands clasped together as she's right up in Quick Man's face, trying not to touch him. She's trying so hard not to touch him.] You're so human-like! I've never seen anything like you before! What makes you go so fast? Man, you must be packed full of kinetic accelerators...! And you have your own personality, don't you? And you can think freely and learn, can't you?!

Oh wow!

[Now her hand's thrust out at him. Because she treats robots as her equal.] It's very nice to meet you, Quick Man. I'm Amelia Inglebert.

[Quick Man is far from a modest robot, so to have a young lady gush over him is very welcome in his opinion. He'll flash a confident smirk.]

Man, if only you could move as fast as you talk. A combination of lightweight metals and kinetic accelerators do play a part in my construction, you've got that right at least.

And yeah, of course I have my own personality, and I'm free to think for myself with only certain limitations, but I've got more freedom than the average robot from where we come from.

[He'll pause for just a brief moment before reaching over and giving her hand a quick shake.]

Yeah, I guess you're alright too, This hasn't been a complete waste of my time.

[Jeez, with how this robot talks, she can definitely see the creator reflected in the creation. A little bit of holier-than-thou mixed in definitely reeks of Wily. But maybe Quick Man isn't all bad - which is almost ironic considering he's supposed to be a 'bad guy.']

Well then! [Amelia turns and picks up the box she was given with the damaged Met in it.] I guess I won't keep you since you seem to be in a hurry. [Oh-ho, so funny.]

[Like father like son.

Ha! That's get's a laugh out of him, maybe she wasn't so bad for a flesh bag.]

Yeah, lots to do, Wily's got us running all of the place getting ready for his next crack pot scheme.

Good luck with that piece of junk, looks like it got caught in a tornado or something. Didn't peg Air Man as the type to get ticked off, but he's the only one I know that could do that to a bot.

[And he's prepping to take off, he might give Amelia the chance to get another word or two in before he dashes off into the night. ...or day, whichever it is.]

[Nothing really to say! Except--]

Scheme? [No, Quick Man probably wouldn't answer that, but Amelia's all kinds of curious.] What kinda scheme?

Gotta go, bye, have fun!

[And he's gone!]

...

Welp, back home we go!

[No sense dwelling on that. Quick Man didn't even seem that dangerous. Just... quick.]

[So she turns to make her way home, occasionally shaking the box. What's in the box, Wily. What's in the box? What's in the box?!]

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Uhh... I believe I told you that guy is a total megalomaniac? Talented at making robots or not, I really wouldn't associate myself with him. You'll be wise to do the same.

Okay Mom

Seriously though, it's alright. He pointed me in the direction of some good starting material for a fledgling roboticist! The guy does seem pretty full of himself though...

Don't worry, I'm sure I'll be fine. I definitely won't talk to him very much if I can help it.

[Sorry Amelia, her Overprotective/Paranoid Mom Mode has been activated]

Did you give him personal information? Like where you live?

What? No. Why would I do that? he doesn't even need to know that. All I told him was stuff about the things I used to do. You know, before getting dumped here.

[He totally yelled at her for rambling, but the less embarrassing things Sofia knows the better.]

I'm fine, okay? It's not my first walk in the park.

Good. Keep it that way.

[Her mom points just keep piling up!]

If this isn't your first walk in the park, what kind of threats have you dealt with back at your home?

[Amelia's getting a little... glare-y now. Watch it!]

I've been kidnapped, beaten, bruised, and battered. [She's counting these out on her fingers as she answers, not that Sofie can see them.] And that was just one time I accompanied a military away team as a civilian specialist. I'm not scared of that guy.

Right.

[Lucky enough, Sofia has no more plans on pushing the issue further now that she's heard Amelia's experience]

Fair enough. With that, I guess you've earned the right to try.

[There's obvious concern in her voice. Sofia tried to be calm about it, but it was rather obvious]

You're darn right I have.

Don't worry, I'll be just fine. I'm already starting to get my hands on the books I need. It's actually really great! These energy cores are a fascinating theory... and memory chips? Holy cow it's like a bite-sized explosion of innovation!

[She's obviously going to be very busy.]

I've got a week to brush up on this stuff, so you might not see me for a while. [Note: No one will see her outside of her house. At all.] I better get right to it though, so I'll seeya!

Heh. You got spunk, kid.

[And no one would see Sofia either. These two could stay inside of their houses for weeks, it seems]

I should let you get on it. Let me know of your findings, I may find some benefit in them for my own core.

[It suffered some damage in her last fight prior to Genessia that the nanites in her suit can't fully repair]

I'll catch you later.

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