Post by Chord on Apr 4, 2024 17:33:48 GMT -5
Amidst the serene backdrop of a small island nestled within an archipelago in the grand Eternal Ocean, Chord found solace in the gentle lapping of waves against the shore. Perched upon a weathered wooden bench overlooking the turquoise waters, Chord sat with their electric guitar cradled in their hands. The island, lush with vibrant foliage and surrounded by untouched beauty, served as the perfect sanctuary for the Android's idle little practice sessions, not that they had anything against the hustle and bustle of the cities around the planet. It was just nice to have this little moment for themselves with the crashing water and the fish living out their routines.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the horizon, Chord's fingers danced across the fretboard with grace and precision. Each chord resonated with emotion, echoing through the tranquil air and blending seamlessly with the whispers of the evening breeze. With each note, Chord felt a sense of connection to the world around them, as if the music was a bridge between their artificial existence and the natural wonders of the island. Surely something without a soul couldn't rock out as majestically as they did-- at least, that was their thought process! Not that it really was of any importance in the long run - they just appreciated the pleasant noises of their whining instrument filling the air around the, probably disturbing some animals in the brush around them, their gentle movements juxtaposed with the violent, shredding noises their guitar blared out.
Despite being an Android, Chord harbored a sense of wonder and curiosity akin to that of a living, breathing person. As they strummed their guitar, they marveled at the beauty of the sky overhead, the gentle sway of palm trees in the breeze, and the rhythmic melody of the ocean. In these moments, they felt alive, their circuits buzzing with an electric energy that made them feel as though their blood was pumping and their heart pounding with vigour... if only they weren't far too lacking in confidence currently to show off their skills to a crowd. Playing for the passersby that intruded on their little reclusive sessions was one thing, and they didn't mind it in the slightest, but having more than one or two pair of eyes upon them was when issues arose. They'd sigh out, shaking their head, focusing instead on the simple melody that their digits composed on their own.
As Chord continued their practice session on the small island, their advanced sensors, finely tuned to detect even the subtlest changes in the environment, suddenly began to register a peculiar phenomenon. A faint yet unmistakable energy signature, unlike anything they had encountered before, began to ripple through the air, setting off notifications within their artificial consciousness.
With a curious tilt of their head, Chord paused mid-strum, their sensors scanning the surroundings with a small heightened vigilance. The energy signature appeared to be approaching the island, growing stronger with each passing moment. Although the source remained shrouded in mystery, Chord couldn't shake the feeling that it emanated from someone or something with a bit more experience in this world than them. Though... once the initial alarm subsided, they'd simply shrug. Surely nobody would just pick a fight with a musician quietly spending their time with nature. At least they hoped so! Truth be told, they weren't quite used to the customs around the different regions of the Earth. Maybe it was tradition that down here, in the south, you'd show your appreciation for someone's musical abilities by kicking their teeth in. The thought made them chuckle, and they'd simply continue to play, sitting themselves back down. Maybe the approaching individual would have their spirits perked up just a little from the melodious sounds!
"Heh. Fat chance~"
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the horizon, Chord's fingers danced across the fretboard with grace and precision. Each chord resonated with emotion, echoing through the tranquil air and blending seamlessly with the whispers of the evening breeze. With each note, Chord felt a sense of connection to the world around them, as if the music was a bridge between their artificial existence and the natural wonders of the island. Surely something without a soul couldn't rock out as majestically as they did-- at least, that was their thought process! Not that it really was of any importance in the long run - they just appreciated the pleasant noises of their whining instrument filling the air around the, probably disturbing some animals in the brush around them, their gentle movements juxtaposed with the violent, shredding noises their guitar blared out.
Despite being an Android, Chord harbored a sense of wonder and curiosity akin to that of a living, breathing person. As they strummed their guitar, they marveled at the beauty of the sky overhead, the gentle sway of palm trees in the breeze, and the rhythmic melody of the ocean. In these moments, they felt alive, their circuits buzzing with an electric energy that made them feel as though their blood was pumping and their heart pounding with vigour... if only they weren't far too lacking in confidence currently to show off their skills to a crowd. Playing for the passersby that intruded on their little reclusive sessions was one thing, and they didn't mind it in the slightest, but having more than one or two pair of eyes upon them was when issues arose. They'd sigh out, shaking their head, focusing instead on the simple melody that their digits composed on their own.
As Chord continued their practice session on the small island, their advanced sensors, finely tuned to detect even the subtlest changes in the environment, suddenly began to register a peculiar phenomenon. A faint yet unmistakable energy signature, unlike anything they had encountered before, began to ripple through the air, setting off notifications within their artificial consciousness.
With a curious tilt of their head, Chord paused mid-strum, their sensors scanning the surroundings with a small heightened vigilance. The energy signature appeared to be approaching the island, growing stronger with each passing moment. Although the source remained shrouded in mystery, Chord couldn't shake the feeling that it emanated from someone or something with a bit more experience in this world than them. Though... once the initial alarm subsided, they'd simply shrug. Surely nobody would just pick a fight with a musician quietly spending their time with nature. At least they hoped so! Truth be told, they weren't quite used to the customs around the different regions of the Earth. Maybe it was tradition that down here, in the south, you'd show your appreciation for someone's musical abilities by kicking their teeth in. The thought made them chuckle, and they'd simply continue to play, sitting themselves back down. Maybe the approaching individual would have their spirits perked up just a little from the melodious sounds!
"Heh. Fat chance~"
WC: 634
TWC: 634
Base PL: 24,000
HP: 0/250%
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/7
Traits: OVERDRIVE, LOCKED AND LOADED, STEEL SKIN, IMPOSSIBLE RECOVERY, MIMICRY
TWC: 634
Base PL: 24,000
HP: 0/250%
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/7
Traits: OVERDRIVE, LOCKED AND LOADED, STEEL SKIN, IMPOSSIBLE RECOVERY, MIMICRY