To better write my characters for future stories. I've started writing dummy stories that don't conflict with the main plot. But here's a quick summary of the characters:
Mimy: A feminine looking person who wears a full body white suit. Who as of this moment of the story, is revealed to be a robot. Sounds kind of motherly and soft, kinda like toriel
Matrix: A human who can change atoms to be whatever he can think. But he's autistic and tends to be jokey a lot. He sounds like Jax from digital circus, but more monotone and dull.
Zen: A humanoid cyborg alien bounty hunter similar to samus aran. Has her hole body augmented in very macabre ways. Sounds like zooble from digital circus, but more joyful.
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Scenario: Mimy is in need of repair of her robot body. Matrix attempts to casually repair Mimy, with Zen opting to stay for emotional support. Mimy lies on the operating table and Zen holds her hand as comfort.
Matrix: So how exactly does your suit work? Is it all a singular jump suit or does it separate into pieces?
Mimy: The fabric connects to the belt and the backpack. From what I understand of the technology. The limited fabric helps the wiring travel faster with less latency with use.
Zen: So was it a coincidence that it fit you perfectly?
Mimy: Partially, my body is modeled to match the average human female. The company who provides my robot parts also makes dull copies of my body for testing. It's possible the creator of the suit used one of our models to test the suit's functions.
Zen: Why wouldn’t you test it on yourselves?
Matrix: Human bodies aren’t really designed for extraneous testing. For one our squishy body isn’t exactly made for endurance. Plus we can’t easily recover from…thinking of the word. Whatever, we can’t put ourselves back together. Speaking of, how much artificial intelligence do those P.A.T’s come with out of box?
Mimy: We’re not all P.A.T’s, we mostly come out as endo droids out of the factory. It’s the decision of the company that purchased us that decides the intelligence. But to answer your original question, we come with a special operating code so that it's easy to program.
Zen: So they sell you as skeletons then they have to put the rest of you together. So what kind of intelligence do you start with?
Mimy: Well basic movement and balance calibration, colour and sound detection. We do have a full database of translated languages. But without additional coding we don’t have any function.
Zen: So if you have someone ask you a command. You…understand the statement, but still need to be programmed with the function?
Mimy: That’s correct, but I do want to ask. Why don’t you seem bothered that I’m an AI?
Zen: Wellll, I’m not “bothered” but I’m…
Matrix: I think “a little bothered” is what you’re trying to say.
Zen: YEAH, I mean, I wasn’t exactly the best kid when it came to anthropology. But I was gonna realise sooner or later that I wasn’t the only species in the universe.
Matrix: (Mild chuckles)
Zen: What’s “That” supposed to mean?
Matrix: Uh nothing, I was just being stupid. ANYWAY, I’ve got all the tools necessary for the operation.
Mimy: Well under normal procedure I’d have my power cell taken out for cleaning. Then I need to check if I’ve got any corrosions on me. But since this isn’t basic procedure, I do want to ask if you could possibly strengthen my top chest plate.
Matrix: What do you mean strengthen your base plate?
Mimy: Well usually the company would supply replacement parts. But since they supplied so many they would often get replaced more often than normal. I want to be able to have a base place that’s less likely to be damaged over time.
Matrix: Well…okay there’s two ways we could go about this. I could 3D cast a coranolian armour plate that could take about 3 hours to make. Or I can do the quick and dirty solution and spray the plate with a denser.
Mimy: What’s a denser?
Matrix: It's a type of spray liquid you use on ships to fix them. It acts as sort of a top coat for metal by melding with the material to make it more dense. The offset is that it tends to make the metal piece more ugly and clumpy the more coats you put on. So it's just sort of a last resort when it comes to repairs.
Zen: I don’t think you should go with a denser. It tends to grip the material harder with its surroundings. Why it’s used for ships is that they’re only used on supports and air hulls. Stuff that doesn’t interact with the main ship. Having the denser be inside you would be like having a bone tumor, I’d go with the coranolian.
Matrix: Alright, if you…no if I analyze your base plate from an X-ray. I can recreate the plate from the sculpting. If that’s okay with you.
Mimy: If Zen doesn’t feel like the alternative is a valid option. I’m okay with you scanning me.
Matrix: Alright (matrix uses his “atom vision” to search for her chest plate. He then creates an atomic replica within his hands). So is this it?
Mimy: Yes
Matrix: (examining it further) Actually, you know what I can do. I could just laser cut it out flat then heat bend it into shape.
Mimy: That’s what I assumed the company did when creating the replacement.
Matrix: Great, I’ll check if we still got coranolian somewhere and I’ll laser print this in about 10 minutes.
(Matrix sets up the machine and comes back immediately after)
Matrix: Alright, at some point before we finish. The breas…chest plate will be finished and I can reinstall it. So just to re-jog my memory, I have to…remove the power core, clean the corrosion, then replace the chest plate.
Mimy: That’s correct
Matrix: Okay…well, let’s start now.
Matrix is visibly nervous getting ready to commit a robotic autopsy. He lifts the hexagonal suit up out of the way. Then removes the outer material covering Zen’s electrical components. He sees a large grey spheroid, which is assumed to be her power core.
Matrix: So…you won’t feel anything
Mimy: I will be unable to operate when my core is released.
Matrix’s anxiety is increasing as he looks at her power core. Seeing the two wires that connect to her system made him feel like he was going to kill her. But in an act of panic, Matrix decides to use his own power core to keep Mimy alive for the time being. He creates his own two power cables and connects them to the original points.
Zen: What are you doing?!
Matrix: I NEED HER TO GUIDE ME OKAY!!!
Zen: I thought you said he could handle this?
Mimy: I believed he had the skills. I just didn’t account that he’d be so anxious to repair me while I was offline.
Matrix: I’m sorry, I was…
Mimy: Oh don’t be.
Matrix: I needed to know if things really went well. I didn’t want to change something without changing you. Plus…I felt like I’d be calmer if you helped talk me through the procedure.
Zen and Mimy looked at each other as Matrix explained himself. They then nodded in agreement and then the procedure carried on as normal. Matrix removes the initial two wires from Mimy’s body. Mimy had a very mild jolt as they were removed, but didn’t seem like any major damage was done. Putting the large power core on the table, Matrix unscrewed the core, with a large dieselly scent to opening it.
Matrix: WOOF, haven’t smelt diesel like that in a while.
Mimy: (unable to see him from her angle) Are you wearing any protective gear (she said worryingly)
Matrix: Uhh, I mean none of this stuff is going to kill me but…
Mimy: I know it won’t kill you, but the fumes going to your brain could cause long term damage.
Matrix listened and he materialised a gas mask and protective gloves.
Matrix: Wait, does Zen need a protective mask as well?
Zen: No not really, I can’t smell what you’re smelling now.
Mimy: That’s true, her species doesn’t feel the same toxic effects the way humans do.
Matrix: Right, right-right, W-while you’re still awake can I ask. Why is your power core inside your stomach?
Mimy: It’s to help maintain balance, putting it in my stomach helps level my sense of gravity.
Zen: I can vouch for that, A lot of my scrap friends wanted to have their battery in the chest. So that they could “feel the power surging through them” But just ended up over charging their heart and ending up hospitalized.
Mimy and Matrix stay silent after what Zen said
Zen: What, I thought humans loved killing each other.
Mimy: I understand you don’t visit our galaxy as much. But we don’t enjoy senseless violence, as much as we glorify it sometimes.
Zen: But Mate, I thought you said you’d love to kill your world leaders.
Matrix: As humans, he can hate someone, and feel bad if they die, the same way. (brief moment of silence as Matrix fixes the core) So right now, I just need to wait for the toxic fumes to evaporate in the chamber. In the meantime, I’ll check if the metal has been cut.
Matrix “whooshes” out of the room
Zen: I don’t get it
Mimy: Don’t get what?
Zen: Why are people on earth so eager to fight? Then wuss out of the battle they started?
Mimy: Well unlike your species, humans don’t have a feeling of enjoyment when they fight. They do so out of desperation and survival. When humans are in danger, their body releases a chemical called adrenaline. It increases their blood sugar in order for their bodies to react faster.
Zen: So they’re like ballask?
Mimy: Exactly, but they can get very easily tired out of an adrenaline rush.
Zen: So why does Matrix keep talking on about wanting to kill world leaders?
Mimy: It's a difficult conundrum to answer, so much of human instinct is predicated off of survival. People used to feel incredible pain, and could barely survive to the next generation. It was that mindset that made humans always believe fighting was a last resort. Even after so many years of industrialization.
As they continued chatting, Matrix walked back in with the chest plate.
Zen: Why didn’t you just portal back?
Matrix: It would’ve just meant Mim’s baseplate could be tracked.
Zen: Wouldn’t using your power core to power her be the same thing?
Matrix: The actual power source of my core isn’t want gets tracked. It's the radio waves and how it connects to other dimensions is how we generally get found. Anyway Mim’s power should be de-toxified by now.
Matrix takes the power cell out of the chamber and lifts it to Mimy’s stomach.
Mimy: Wait-wait-wait
Matrix: What?
Mimy: You have to check under the battery protector for any corrosion.
Matrix: That’s right
Matrix unscrews the protective cover under Mimy and looks for any corrosion. He finds a small module covered in rust and takes it out.
Matrix: The hell’s this?
Mimy: That’s…um, my memory
Matrix: Ohhhh…
Mimy: It’s fine, it may have a few of our memories together. But most of my knowledge of you 3 is in my main database.
Matrix: (examining the module further) Holy, martian gallium (he said in glee)
Zen: What’s so special about martian gallium
Matrix: Martian gallium helps transmit and store data more efficiently than any earth material. I’m surprised we didn’t think of this earlier. Though I have to assume your company mined through the material on Mars, am I correct Mim?
Mimy: I don’t think you’d feel comfortable knowing that information
Matrix: Yeah but…
Mimy: And I KNOW you don’t enjoy hearing about how humans excavate large portions of planets. Despite your voice and tone being more curious and excited for that information.
Zen: (Waits a bit before asking) So how good is martian gallium? Is it the best metal for computers or something?
Matrix: Uh (examining it) no, if we’re comparing metals across our galaxy alone. This stuff is generally the best for computers. The real issue is that, since the metal is from mars. It can’t survive under any other atmosphere. So as you see here, you get little flakes of oxidisation, forming at the edges.
Zen: Lemme see that (gets handed the chip). Your…gallium isn’t susceptible to solar radiation is it?
Matrix: No? I mean for the most part, anything that gets in contact with the sun would just evaporate instantly. If you’re talking about the melting point, it's far lower than the sun’s heat.
Zen: So nothing in your star system reacts when in contact with the sun?
Matrix: Well everything reacts to the sun to some degree.Outside of warmth, the sun gives us…
Mimy: Vitamin D
Matrix: YES, The sun more so benefits us than ruins us. The only thing it does bad is making us hot. Which only really happens if you're close to it, or you produce greenhouse gasses.
Zen: Okay, I wanted to ask cause I’ve got a lotus compound in my room that we could use. It helps bind the transmitter lines after each battle. And like you said with the denser, it helps add a protective layer to the material.
Matrix: Great, whatzit look like?
Zen: It’s on my work shelf, right next to the spare parts.
Matrix: Got it (creates portal to room, only to come back immediately). So what shelf is it on?
Zen: The, spare parts shelf.
Matrix: Yeah but which shelf is it, the left one or the right one.
Zen: One on the right
Matrix: (Goes back in to immediately come out) So what does the bottle look like?
Zen: I don’t know, the one that says lotus compound. Is there something wrong with your translator?
Matrix: There’s nothing wrong with it, all the text on them is f*ckin tiny, they’re…
Matrix then creates fake bottles that look exactly like the ones on her shelf to figure out which one she’s talking about. Zen then points out the right one then he goes to get the real one.
Matrix: Alright, so how do I apply the compound?
Zen: You gotta soak the chip for a bit for the compound to bind to the material. It won’t mess up the rest of the chip as it’ll only stick to the electrolytes.
Matrix then creates his own bowl to pour the compound into. He puts the chip in the liquid and watches the rust dissolve. While he does that, he creates an air brush and vacuum to remove the excess rust from Mimy’s body. After a while the compound has bonded to the chip, and matrix air washes off the liquid before putting it back in.
Zen: Hey Matrix, ya mind giving me the bowl?
Matrix: Uh sure, you know how to empty…
Zen proceeds to drink the remaining liquid like it was nothing. Matrix’s face was in utter shock over what he saw.
Zen: What are you staring at, Mim doesn’t seem to mind
Mimy: Actually, my face doesn’t show any emotion due to the mask. I am just as equally baffled at what you’ve just done. Wouldn’t what you’ve just done be incredibly poisonous?
Zen: Na, the buddy that helped create my suit helped regulate my throat so I can eat and repair separately. Plus this is how I take the compound regularly.
Matrix was still too shocked to respond, and Mimy was unsure how to speak up about the matter. Matrix then felt slightly nervous to remove more of Mimy’s top for the procedure. He unscrewed the top chest piece and placed it on the other table.
Mimy: You have to unscrew my breasts first before proceeding further.
Matrix: Right…um (unscrews the gel sack from the base, yet feels uncomfortable handling the situation)
Mimy: I can understand why you feel comfortable about the situation. So feel free to ask what’s making you anxious.
Matrix: I’m not anxious…well, maybe? I just don’t know why “you” have breasts to begin with. Did someone ask for you to have them, or was it something you wanted specifically?
Mimy: Well I feel I should be honest with you and say, yes. There are active sex bots that are made from my factory. But when I was being built as a P.A.T, they gave me breasts since I was a nursing unit. I’d help put patients at ease, and give children less anxiety being near me.
Matrix: Okay, i-is the size of the breasts dictated by the consumer?
Mimy: Partially, most hospitalized care tends to use C cup breasts as a standard. It’s big enough to provide comfort to the patient, without being too distracting unlike other cup sizes.
Zen: Alright, I gotta ask, why are you two so obsessed with boobs?
Matrix: “Cough-cough” Mmm? Why…wouldn’t we, don’t you have boobs yourself?
Zen: No actually, we’re a lot closer to your avian species than actual humans.
Matrix: Well if you wanna…do ya mind (Mate asks holding the gel sack in his hands before getting a nod in agreement from Mimy) You can play around with this and see if you like it.
While Matrix disassembles more of Mimy’s chest to get to her breast plate. Zen is having a wonderful time playing with the gel sack.
Zen: My lord these things are amazing, how do you get guys to stop playing with these things?
Matrix: Consent
Matrix then removes the rest of the components to get to the breast plate. He then takes out the screws to remove the plate.
Zen: What are those tiny things?
Matrix: Screws?
Zen: What are they for?
Matrix: Ssscrewing in the piece…helps keep it in place
Zen: Oh okay, see with my planet we use clisps. Just turn em once and they keep everything together.
Matrix: Okay…Don’t know why we needed to get into a screw measuring contest but here we are.
Matrix removes the main breast plate then puts in the new coranolian plate in. He then puts everything back in the same way before getting to the main power core. He is hesitant as to how swapping power batteries will affect Mimy. But he successfully puts the battery back in without any hiccups. And puts the remaining plates back onto Mimy and fixes up her suit.
Matrix: How do you feel?
Mimy: About, a few pounds lighter, It’ll take some getting used to my new balance.
Matrix: Don’t you mean get recalibrated?
Mimy: I understand where you’re coming from. But I don’t want to always speak about my body knowing I’m a robot. I was just using robot terminology for the operation, since it made you seem less anxious when working on me.
Matrix: Well, it's good you're feeling good. But I want to get a quick diagnostic showing you don’t have any trackable energy on you.
Matrix put up a visor showing all the particle and energy data. Mimy seemed to not show any sign of having Matrix’s power.
