insurmountable | One robots falls into a bowl of cereal and...

[ ... Alright. Vec has seen a lot of things in his years of being his mistress' sitter. It comes with a territory as one of the two sets of ears/eyes of hers to compensate her 'imprisonment' here so he has more or less come to terms that he will see odd things.

Having a robot suddenly turn up in the breakfast table, landing in a bowl of dry cereal, maybe isn't one of them.

Vari escorts Jane out of the kitchen fast as possible, refusing to hear any protests from their owner, and Vec finds himself dealing with the mess. As usual. He sighs and begins to clean up the mess on the table, speaking to the new robot in an affable tone. ]

hello. nice to meet you. i am vector v.01. call me vec. i recommend your identify yourself before i am forced to take matters in my own hands. it is something i wish not to do but will do so in order to protect my charge.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the conversation...

GIIIRRRUUUUUUUU!!!!! [This little bot is freaking out as he's falling OUT OF NO WHERE into a bowl of cereal. Leaping up, he looks around, not recognizing anything and pointedly ignoring the little flakes that got caught in a crevice or two of his little bot body.]

[Turning as he's being addressed by Vec, Giru's hands start to flail frantically in front of him in a motion that would suggest that he's not here to do any harm at all to anyone.]

Name is Giru! Not here to cause harm! No danger! giru giru. [Meanwhile, he is trying to spy an exit- because he would prefer to get out of here as fast as he can.]

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[Giru taps his little bot fingers together, preparing to explain.]

Giru come from a planet only inhabited by machines. Never seen other functioning droids like Vec or Vari on Earth, only on M-2. Earth machines are similar, but Giru thinks Vec and Vari are advanced models.

[He's just...trying to figure out where he his and what reality he's in because this is scary okay]

we are advanced where you are from?

[Vari sounds very flattered by what Giru said, always having been a bit conscious about her date and model compared to other bots here.

Giving his fellow droid a look, Vec tries to focus on something that catches his attention at last.]

M-2? Is that the plant you are from them judging by your phrasing? [Because it is clear at this point that the way Giru speaks about M-2 and Earth suggests they are very different places. And if he's from a plant made by machines only...] If only machines are where you are from, how did you come to be?

[Trying to distract his new companion from the fact he isn't where he is anymore by asking him questions. It must be odd for Giru to be here of all places.]

[Giru nods, feeling better about talking about this since the horror of it was already over.]

M-2 is an entire planet! giru giru. Some similar to Vec and Vari, others just workers, and some are combat units! Giru was created by Dr. Myuu, but he was destroyed by his own creation! N-n-not Giru! Different creation!

[Trust Giru, he is happy about that.] Earth however, only has simple robots. Trunks and Trunks's mother would want to disassemble Vec and Vari, then put back together, good as new!

[Well, maybe just Bulma would want to do that, but details.]

... thank you?

[The idea of being dismantled by anyone doesn't appeal to Vec but Vari is fascinated with what Giru is telling them. Never has she ever come across literary works that spoke of worlds that sole inhabitants were robots and robots only.

Even the idea of being taken apart did not frighten her. Okay. It did a little bit but Giru seems to have confidence in his owners so why shouldn't she? They knew best after all.]

so trunks and his mother are robot engineers of some sort? scientists? that is what master shelley is too. he is a scientist for the golden mean here. [It is impossible to hide her pride as they step into the garden. While the sunlight may reveal the dents and irremovable stains on her surface, the glow in her eyes are there.] considered very good. our mistress is following his footsteps.</font?

giru giru giru Affirmative, the Brief family are scientists, Trunks even fix Giru when Giru ceased to function.

[He notices now that Vari must be an older model, due to those stains and dents.] Does Vari not receive maintenance? [He points at her stains.] Perhaps should seek out Master Shelley...

[No, Giru is not very good with manners. He calls it like he sees it. He also often gets kicked into walls because of it too.]

!!!

[ The sound that comes out of Vari's audio system can be best described as 'panicked' to a listener. She stares at Giru in shock as if the suggestion was mere slander itself.

Seeing his companion's reaction, he pats her on her back panel and clears his vocal components so he could take over the conversation here. While Vec didn't look any better with his own scratches and off white paint here and there on his form, he had no fear of explaining why they still look like this. Never mind the fact a nearby gardener bot looked cleaner and sleeker than them. ]

much as we would like improvements to our aesthetics, it is not a subject we can bring up with master shelley. he is... a complicated man. we wish not to excite him. our humans have an odd tendency to act like that.

[Giru still doesn't get it. It was important to take care of all your parts.]

Maybe can work on yourselves and make improvements! Machines on M-2 do it regularly, and even help each other! giru giru

you did that?

[ Does Vec sound shocked to hear this! If that was the expression of 'surprise' on his face along with Vari, neither bot does anything to hide it. ]

it makes sense to keep yourself up-to-date if there are only robots but... but how did you do that? [ Vari has to hide a sound that may sound similar to a 'giggle' because it isn't everyday she sees or hears Vec sound so in awe of something that isn't Master Shelley. ]

[Giru beeps a few times, in confusion.] Just did. Had to, because defective units were disposed of. Imperfect models did not fit into Dr. Myuu's vision, and were not tolerated.

[It was a sad life on M-2.]

ah. we apologize to hear that.

[ the two were really sympathetic to hear that. being disposed due to outliving their usefulness is a thing they fear. a lot. ]

perhaps we can help each other then? [ vari is the one who speaks up to her robot partner's surprise. ] we will give you nourishment and you teach us how to upgrade ourselves? it seems to be a logical trade-off.

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