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[W] Ariel

Resistance is futile, but makes me giggle a bit.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Иanophяeak

Description

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Ariel's outer skin is scantily clad in various custom-made armor-based clothing, the most important of which is a Teflon-wrapped chest covering of smart alloy, which anticipates incoming projectiles and shifts it's texture and shape to deflect it. This item is to protect the already steel-encased main power core located in her chest, a small fusion-fission generator powered by the air she intakes into the condensing chambers located on either side of the power core. The main power core is, for all intents and purposes, indestructible, as in accordance with the War Laws of 2104 to prevent large-scale nuclear explosions. This clothing item also extends out to her arms, where it forms stiff shields on her sleeves.
Also aiding in her function is a set of reactive nanofiber shorts with heat grills extending from the ends, which aid in the dispersal of excess heat when she runs at her top speed of 50 mph. The shorts also feature a reloading port for the acid used in her weapons, drawing from a small, gallon-sized storage sac located within her stomach area.
These clothing items are all colored pitch black, the official color of the Loyalist American Marines, to distinguish her from enemy bots on the battlefield.

Ariel's weapons are sharpened punch-outs from a sheet of ThetaPlastic, which has been found to be indestructible and eternally razor-edged once sharpened, not to mention cheap. It's not used in robotics due to it's inflexibility, but it's use as a blade is prevalent from common kitchen knifes to the immense weapons Ariel wields.
The core of the blades contains a small, thin hole to the capsule of hydrofluoric acid on the back of the blade, which creeps to the tip through capillary action. Additional structures serve to catch a human head at the neck, stabbing into the windpipe, then directing upwards into the brain while twisting, cracking the neck. The form of the curve and spike involved in this allow this quick, nearly painless method to be done with ease and silence, without having to put one's weapon down.
Also beneath this armor is a system of hydraulic pumps, which give her enormous lifting power. Her legs are moved by a motor-powered gyroscopic system suspended in lubricant, giving her extreme grace and speed. Her legs were based upon those of professional human runners, then modified and given substitute materials to make them lighter and more durable. The internal skeletal system in her legs is comprised of an aluminum alloy with smart-matter muscles, as opposed to the steel-titanium skeleton and hydraulic muscles in the rest of her body.

Ariel's face and form were based on the fact that, despite the equal rights of women nearly throughout the globe, most armies are still composed of men. Men and robots, anymore. The most minimal amounts of extraneous cover were given to show off her skin, smooth and perfect by design, her beautiful face a rare feature of war robots, which tend to resemble walking tanks. Her beauty is however, quite literally, skin deep. Her entire body is protected by a subcutaneous 1/2 inch of bulletproof material, with another 1/2 inch of another form of smart alloy below this, which hardens and relaxes accordingly to provide maximum protection from incoming danger. The mesmerizing red irises of her eyes are actually a shown portion of protective covering within her ocular devices, which help to back up the weak points caused by the pits in the CPU casing that they need to function. Her CPU casing is an inch of solid steel inside her head portion, within which her motherboards float suspended in an impact-cushioning coolant, impregnated with nanobots for quick repair. Her glossy black bangs cover an access port to the CPU on the back of her skull, which is used for coolant changes and the occasional repair.
Ariel's model has no sexual organs.

Personality

Ariel's model type was given a specific AI personality to better aid them in their tasks. Faces encoded as superiors provoke extreme obedience, and a sense of pride for country drives her to go out on the battlefield and kill all the men she can. Qualms about murder, blood, or anything of that subject are specifically removed, but the robots do develop other phobias and philias on their own. Ariel herself has a fear of insects, a mothering instinct for solitary children (partially programmed to limit civilian casualties), and an extreme prevalent jealousy of real or robotic women able to bear children.*

Equipment

See description and picture above.

History

Ariel model [W] was produced at Centurion Companies USA factory, and is number 23 in a line of 26 combat cybernetic models with varied genders. Model was given faceplate model 2 with red #3 iris coloring, 3|3|2 shape nose, and 5 thickness lips on a Series 2F-3 mouth. Body frame has been designed for medium-slim waist and medium-small hips with B-cup faux mammaries. Model tracking number is therefore W232333252F3B. Model released on 1\7\45 of the millennium 23, sold and activated on 12\6\46 of the millennium 23. Model W has been active for 26 years with no system errors.

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[W] Ariel pushes roughly through a groping couple, taking care to shoot a look of pure loathing at the female before stalking past and taking a seat at the opposite end of the bar, glancing again at the couple with hate in her eyes. Waving the bartender away as he approached, she slumped against the low back of the barstool, sighing tiredly, barely able to keep her eyes from fatigue.

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[W] Ariel gives Motoko the finger without sparing her a glance.

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[W] Ariel 's head barely jerks from the blow, her eyes, now open, looking for the bartender. "Excuse me," she calls. "Could I get some service over here?"

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[W] Ariel coughs as she recognizes the male from the couple she saw kissing earlier. "Some engine oil, please. Highest grade you have."

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[W] Ariel taps her throat. "I've got a purifier. It extracts the good stuff and feeds the excess into my core until it's useful."

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[W] Ariel jerks away. "Aiai! The fuck're you doing, you fucking dyke? Hands off, shit. They forget to program brains into you or something?"

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[W] Ariel glares at Motoko. "Don't even. I'm not some kinda of freaky sexbot, that's not my model, okay? If you've got some kinda short circuit with your old parts, try not to let it make you too dumb, okay?"

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[W] Ariel calls a considerably kinder "Thank you!" after the bartender, and takes a quick clean sip of the engine oil.

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[W] Ariel sets down the glass with a clink. "I'm here on a retrieval mission. An actual sexbot is in this sector and hasn't been responding to pings, and I was off-duty, so Centurion sent me to make sure she's still alright. She is, so I'm probably gonna head back tonight."

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[W] Ariel eyes Motoko's bulky, unattractive robotics. "Yeah... I'm doing just fine, thanks for offering."

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[W] Ariel hesitates. "I can't work in space. At least, not out in the vacuum. I need to breathe, to keep my fusion going. I can think for myself, as you've seen, fucking groper... And as for love..." Ariel laughs morbidly. "That they saw fit to put love in me is a sick joke."

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[W] Ariel stares. "Uhhhh..."

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[W] Ariel carefully gets up and walks away from Motoko, grabbing her oil on the way out. "Yeah, uh, real nice to meet you and all, but you're... Well, to be frank, you're a bit of a bitch. Good luck!" Quickly gulping her glass, she tosses the glass randomly and sprints from the bar.

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[W] Ariel leans back in a chair, folding her arms imperiously behind her head. "People fuckin' teleporting now. Damn."

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[W] Ariel slowly walks to the center of the dance floor, eyes closed as she casts down her swords, utterly peaceful in the embrace of the slow, somber music echoing throughout the room.

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[W] Ariel , now unburdened, begins to sway from side to side, absently humming along with the music as she curls her arms around an imaginary partner. Her bare feet make no sound as she begins to waltz in earnest, stepping, twirling, walking, and bending in a solo dance, her eyes closed all the while.

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[W] Ariel 's movements slow as the music quiets, and a sharp pat stands out from the music. The orchestra melds into a sweet, soft ballad, and her eyes begin to stream steadily, lip quivering as she continues her dance.

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[W] Ariel falls to the floor like a puppet with cut strings as the music stops, sobbing heavily into the ground for several minutes, her moans of anguish reverberating throughout the hall.

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[W] Ariel picks herself up clumsily, blinking eyes as red around the rims as they are within the irises themselves, and slumps over to her swords.

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[W] Ariel picks them up and slings them over her back carelessly, already walking as they click into their magnetic slots. Pausing at the doorway, she looks back at the ballroom, and sighs.

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Character Portrait: [W] Ariel [W] Ariel says,
 "A girl who can love and cry, but can't bear a child or know a man. God, scientists have some sick senses of humor."

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[W] Ariel rips the 20-foot door from it's hinges and flings it at the band, crushing them, before walking out and away.