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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2020 20:01:50 GMT
Sixer was a patient sort; she was used to waiting. Was used to sitting around. She understood if he couldn’t look right away and would just keep the words there. Sitting quietly and nodding her head as he seemed to think that the designs might not match. She’d flick her ears as stingmon spoke. Unfinished parts, seamed and welded… there was so much wrong with this. She’d lean to look and then adjust herself as she almost fell off the bed. Her data linked into the ports fairly well, even if some of them were dead. Though there seemed to be some that just… were not properly linked. Thus their inability to be fully integrated.
None of them seemed to be of the same quality as the one in her neck too...
Improving the parts… tch. I don’t know about that if they’re so problematic. Hmm…
Sixer folded her arms and just sort of mulled it over. Some simple text to speech software; but that was a small step towards what she wanted to do. It was something that would make communicating very much so easier.
Any step is a good step as long as it’s not backwards.
Sixer said firmly and then at that last bit… Well she’d sigh and then the text would start to scroll. Though it’d stop and rehash itself a few times. Sixer was trying to explain this the best she could.
Honestly. I don’t trust chalice to do her job, I don’t trust her as a doctor or scientist. So I was hoping to ask what would it take to change from her care to perhaps yours instead? She is… For lack of the better word ‘crazy’. And I can hardly say that I want to be under her watch for the long term.
Sixer felt that perhaps someone outside of terminus’ influence would be a good idea too. And with them being so open about everything… Well. She trusted them far more than chalice and with everything that happened in such a short time? Not to mention she trusted syre; if she spoke about her parent in this manner… well.
I want to get better. I want to be a fighter. I want to be a singer. But I don’t see chalice being the one that will be able to bring me to that point without turning me into an experiment of hers.
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Oct 20, 2020 20:45:09 GMT
"Don't worry. Everything is just speculative at this point - options to present to you."
Whether it was improving the legs, redesigning parts, or even the text-to-speech system, Mikemon knew that there was little he could get away with, without checking with Chalice first. The most he could do was give accurate quotes, his analyses, and give all of Sixer's systems a good check-up, tuning, and cleaning. Everything could have been wrapped up in bureaucratic tape...
... And then came that last point. Sixer didn't trust Chalice. She didn't want to be where she was, with the scientist. On that admission, Mikemon's ear flicked, Silence covering her mouth with a paw - that question, and Sixer's heartfelt reasonong, put right in front of them. And Mikemon?
He was taken somewhat aback by it. He hesitated - and Syre spoke. "... Dad. Sixer here, she... she doesn't want to be held 'back' at all. Everything you've shown her today is a step to get her up and out on her own. She doesn't trust Chalice to get her to that point, but you?"
To that, Mikemon gave a blink... and then a low warm smile, chuckling under his breath. "Sheesh... Sixer? Why don't you spend tonight over with our family? I'm not going to agree or disagree yet. I... just want to see how things work out."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 20, 2020 20:52:05 GMT
Speculation could easily be the future.
Sixer shifted on the bed; her brows furrowed and she couldn’t help but wonder about her ‘sisters’ going through things. They were… they were important to her and they needed to see that they could get better. She’d sit there and let the mikemon think it over; she’d glance at syre. Staring at them for a moment.
They understood; what they said made the meicrackmon give a small nod. Chalice was someone that needed to work on themselves and sixer wasn’t going to let them ruin her chance for a future. Especially now that there was a proper option.
Sixer slowly blinked however when mikemon gave that smile. Then he suggested that she spend tonight with his family. How things worked out? She’d fidget a little bit. She didn’t know how to interact with other people’s families too well. Most people flinched or stared at her for long periods of time… Hell syre was even one that gave odd looks right?
”I… Okay. If that’s what It’ll take. I just… I’m not used to families so if I seem a bit off that’s why. My ‘sisters’ are more just people that need help more than… proper siblings mind you.
She loved them dearly but the fact that the lot of them were clones well… She’d shake her head a bit and then just shift in her seat again. She didn’t seem too bothered by the fact after thinking it over; though there was something that seemed to make her chuckle.
I think chalice won’t be surprised to be honest.
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Post by Dr. Mikemon on Oct 21, 2020 23:23:38 GMT
"Well, its only natural that we'd ask that. If I'm going to be your caretaker, where else would you stay?"
The doctor gave a smile, mulling over the thought in his head. The analysis would proceed for another couple of hours - most of it spent analyzing the removable parts of the MeiAvengemon's legs. Eventually, the pieces would be put back together, and the Stingmon would bring back each constructed part, and would help to slot it back into place. Where it 'stung' before, Sixer would find that the connection and the start-up process proceeded a bit smoother than before:
"I cleaned up the ports as well. It looks like you were reaching the date of your next maintenance period anyway, so I made sure to calibrate everything. Best I could, anyway."
"C'mon, you know you got a better handle on mech parts than I do, Stingmon." The feline shook his head, chuckling as he looked to the 'Mei', then to Syre.
"Honestly, I'm for it. But you'll have to consider Silence as well."
"Somehow, I think she woulda just said yes straight away..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2020 1:45:28 GMT
...I… was expecting perhaps having to go home and then come to you or you come to me from time to time. It’s how chalice handled it and it was… professional enough I suppose.
Sixer gave a shrug and well; she was content with just letting herself getting looked over. Even if it wasn’t her directly they’d find out quite a lot about the guns. The make of the metal; where it probably came from, There were even serial numbers for all the parts. It seemed even as a rush job… Orion had bought most of the things attached to sixer somewhat legally.
Sixer blinked slowly and ‘stretched’ her legs. Finding that it was… Well much nicer to move around and it didn’t feel as muffled before. She’d give a small nod to the bug; she was happy and well. He’d earn a small pat on the shoulder. There wasn’t much more that she could say other than thanks.
Silence?
Sixer blinked a bit; unsure of what they meant initially…
But upon arriving at the doctor’s home, the meicrackmon saw what they meant. The wolf had for a moment tensed up; but reading the room and the situation at a glance that made Sixer jealous of how quickly she was able to pick things up. There wasn’t any fuss, there was some of course curious glances and sixer was on the receiving end of a bear hug. Practically being picked off the ground!
It wasn’t often that she got any sort of physical bits like this and her silent beffudlement made the wolf chuckle. She was even quicker to sit the lot of them down with some drinks. Fussing over their new guest that would be staying with them.
”Have a problem with it… honestly! I’m more upset that holly isn’t here! She would be just as curious as I am. If not more!”
Silence let out a chuckle and stepped into the kitchen; she had decided that it would be chicken today. Taking a page out of syre’s book and deciding to roll with curry this time around!
And well… The first night was chattering, getting to know the wolf. Getting to know what they were about; getting to know the family of the doctor. Which felt awkward and somewhat… at a loss. Sixer had never really dealt with family before. She’d eventually pardon herself to her ‘room’ in the basement. Sitting quietly on the bed that was down there.
She didn’t know what to say to a lot of it; how friendly that wolf was. How friendly everyone was here. She’d exhale softly and flump on the bed. She felt like she could sleep for days…
But perhaps kindness was something that she needed; one night turned to two. Two nights turned to four… and it wasn’t long before a week passed! Sixer was sitting on the couch. Staring down at her hands. Silence was out; holly was out. The doctor and syre were in… which she was grateful for. She could hear them elsewhere but… It had been about a day or two since the ‘surgery’ and she couldn’t help but try something out...
”Do Re Me Fa So La Ti Do…”
It was a touch robotic and sounded more like a program than a singer. But the meicrackmon managed a smirk. It was a small step! She was happy to have this moment to herself. Though she knew that she’d have to work on the programming of this voice; maybe she could get snippets of her old voice into this? Maybe that was the way they could handle her getting back to singing?
She’d lean back in her seat and rub at her throat; closing her eyes and mulling over what exactly she wanted to talk to them about. It was so odd… She could actually say things now...
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Oct 22, 2020 2:50:25 GMT
Honestly, it was probably amazing - to Sixer, at least - how quickly she fit into the family.
Silence welcomed her with open arms. The two foxes, though a bit nervous of the MeiAvengemon at first, eventually grew to get used to her and even talk to her. Mikemon, though more sparse than the rest, showed her nothing but respect - and with some paperwork and effort, did eventually get himself registered as Sixer's official guardian. She was more than just an assistant - Silence gave every effort to make her feel like one of the family
Sitting across from Sixer, Syre found herself flipping through her D-Terminal, looking through her active projects and missions, her eyes slowly flicking up to Sixer on occasion. With a small smile, her ear would flick with that voice, the cat setting that device off to the side.
"... Its a start." She didn't want to step on too many toes here - the BlackGatomon knew that it was far from ideal, that it wasn't her voice. Wasn't her legs. Regardless of how much Sixer did or didn't remember, everything was stolen away from her. And with Chalice, she was perhaps little more than a 'project' for the Mastemon to work with.
But here?
"... How are you holding up, now?"
She was loved. Without a second thought.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2020 19:52:04 GMT
What sixer wasn’t expecting was how she fit into this family, how quickly people accepted her. Sure the younger two foxes were a bit skittish around her but did she blame them? No. But it was nice and the meicrackmon was glad that she didn’t feel… ostrisized here. What she wasn’t expecting however was mikemon going an extra step and becoming her official guardian. She had expected him to become her… well Primary care doctor. The one that she would go to get better. But she could hardly say anything past giving the smaller cat a squeeze on the shoulder.
She was still trying to come to terms with herself; at least physically. The meicrackmon was trying to get some practice in using her new ‘voice’ even though it was a bit… flat? She’d turn her attention to the blackgatomon and manage to flash her a smile.
”It’s better than dead silent… Sure it feels strange hearing ‘a’ voice coming from me. Even if it isn’t ‘mine’.
Sixer was still working on emphasizing words and certain vowels. So some of it was a bit choppy and she’d just have to get used to working on that too. She’d pause a bit and look down at her hands. How was she holding up?
”It’s a bit unreal if I’m being honest… I wasn’t… expecting this at all when I asked for help. Unless you mean about being able to ‘talk’ again? Because either way it’s… still unreal.”
She’d get a little wry smile and she’d tug her facemask down; now with something like this she wouldn’t really have to worry about being heard… even with it up. But the ability to watch her mouth move and hear the voice? That was something she could never get tired of.
”Small steps all around..”
Even though she lost so much of herself… She still had love to give back to those that opened up to her.
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Oct 22, 2020 22:59:50 GMT
Mikemon being Sixer's primary doctor was definitely a part of it, but really, would Sixer ever get where she wanted to be working for Chalice? Well, maybe - the 'mad scientist' wasn't all bad and often had the best of intentions, she was just bad on an individual scale. Like this, though?
The MeiAvengemon had her own voice, her own time to think, her own choices to make. And the switch from a 'text screen' to a 'voicebox' honestly wasn't even that much of a gear upgrade, simply using the ports that Sixer already had available with different equipment. Just like that, Sixer gained back, at least in some diminished form, something that was important to her.
Her voice.
"Its yours for now. Your own words, your way to be heard." That alone, of course, wasn't what Sixer was looking for, but it was enough of a thought to put a smile on both of their faces.
It was unreal to Sixer - perhaps like a dream come true? "Heh... honestly." Syre found herself looking down at the ground, for the moment. "I mean. You said you wanted to help all of them, right? With your singing, or your fighting, or whatever you end up doing... I mean, dad's doing a lot for you, yes, but..."
Syre mulled over the words in her head.
"Well. Somehow, I almost feel like you might have done the same for us. Maybe. Shoot, its hard to put into words, ya'know?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2020 23:30:42 GMT
Sixer folded her hands on her lap; she had a lot to go through still. And even more now that she no longer had the support of someone like chalice; at least not directly like she would with Mikemon and his family. She could tell they were good people and that there wasn’t that strange disconnect. She was glad to be away from the angel for a long period of time like this and she knew while chalice had been wanting to work on her… Intentions good or not they didn’t feel right!
She’d give syre a brief smile and nod her head; it was a way for her to be heard and it was her voice. It wasn’t anyone else's even if it was just a basic program. She’d reach down to sort of inspect the small box that had linked itself to one of her ports.
It’s… surreal.
Sixer flicked her ears a few times and then looked to syre; she did want to help them and she did want to do it in those ways. She’d give… her sister? Could she really even call syre that? She hesitated to say that or think that. Unsure if that was appropriate at the moment.
”Singing. Fighting. I’d do paperwork and fight the very government that gave us sanctuary if I had to. There isn’t anything I don’t think I’d do for them.”
Sixer tightened her hand into a fist, looking surprisingly grim for a moment and then she’d perk up; would she have done the same for them? She had to think about that. Sitting back; in the same situation but reversed? She would have been a pop star; they would have been struggling and looking for help.
There was a brief memory of her giving a small card of bits to a homeless mon; encouraging them to go and get themselves a hot meal. A small tear rolled down her cheek and sixer found herself brushing it away.
”...Yeah I think I would have done it too. Maybe not in the same way given that I was more into dancing and singing but… You get the point.”
Sixer let out a bemused chuckle and well.. She’d reach out to gently rub at the top of syre’s head. There was no stiffness in the motion as though she had done it many times before and eventually would pull her hand back with a small hum.
”I know… if you were looking for a place sanctuary’s doors would be open. My doors would have been open. Even if it was intended for mei’s… I don’t think we’d turn away people of any walks if they needed it. I know I wouldn’t.”
Sixer shifted in her seat, sliding her voicebox into a panel on her shoulder. Sure it would take a moment for the hub to spool back up but she didn’t mind the wait.
That said… small steps as they are. Do you think I should focus on one or the both of them for the meantime? I could… write up songs or practice fighting. But I’m also not sure what your father intends with… well if he has any ideas for the replacements of my legs.”
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Oct 25, 2020 19:30:24 GMT
"Thought so."
Syre gave a smile. Over these past few days, Sixer had really opened up to her and the entire family. Syre wasn't necessarily a 'sister', but Sixer was definitely part of the family: enthusiastically welcomed by the Shutmon, and already a close friend to the BlackGatomon. She fit right in, even if the MeiAvangemon was only going to be a temporary guest. The feline found herself closing her eyes, chuckling as that claw ruffled through the fur at the top of her head.
"Heh... I mean, I know I'd like to hear your songs, but its hard for me to know exactly what's best, or more helpful, or however you want to put it. I know that dad and Stingmon are working on your, well, 'physical' augments first." The feline nodded towards Sixer's legs, in particular. "Something about making you function closer to 'normal'. In that line, I guess training is out of the question until you know exactly what limbs you have to get used to. I mean... can you even walk backwards with your current legs?"
Syre was somewhat curious about that, but wouldn't push Sixer to test that idea. It did look like walking on a pair of stiff, unsupported stilts, however.
"Hm... maybe it would help to try and look for a voice that sounded like your old one? Maybe we could look through some computer files for that..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2020 23:35:10 GMT
Sixer gave the blackgatomon a small smile in return; it… was nice being here and it was strange being part of a family again. Sure they weren’t really sisters or the like but there was a connection there. Sixer was still reeling from being accepted so enthusiastically by the wolf and was very happy to consider syre a friend.
”Well there’s plenty of recordings of my music. Plenty of music discs and the like. With those two working on figuring out the augments…”
Sixer paused and glanced down at her legs; that was a good question. She could hop backwards but stereotypical walking backwards wasn’t really a thing. She’d shake her head a little bit at that question.
”Not so much walking as it is hopping. I do a lot of turning”
Sixer let out a chuckle and she’d give an example, giving a little twirl with one leg being the support for it. She was actually fairly agile in this form even if she looked clunky. Probably due to the fact she was still a meicrackmon deep at heart.
Well technically we could just look at my old recordings, find the hard physical copies of the recordings and synthesize a voice from that right? I did have a lot of albums and was quite popular. I don’t think it’d be hard for me to contact the recording companies I used to work with to get those files either… just a bit of legal nonsense to jump through. But at the same time… Mmmm maybe a newer voice would work if that doesn’t pan out...”
Sixer tapped her chin with a finger; leaning in her seat just a tad. There were so many options here it was silly. She would have to approach every one of them like they were the best idea. She’d drum her fingers on the table and shoot syre a grin.
”Just a matter of finding where I used to work the most… I don’t think what we’re doing is illegal either. Given it was my voice hah.”
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Oct 26, 2020 14:21:02 GMT
"Hm..."
That was a decent point, honestly. Music discs, recordings, computer files? Based on what Sixer was talking about, the taller feline probably didn't disappear quietly into the darkness. The thoughts were enough for the black cat to miss the 'hopping' comment, idly listening as Sixer spoke about physical recordings and the like. It wouldn't be hard to contact the recording companies, and there would be a lot of legal nonsense to jump through?
"Actually... hm." Syre mulled it over in her head, leaning back in her chair. "Give me a second, I'm curious."
Once more, Syre would pull up her terminal, and would start hitting a few search terms, just to see how 'public' this issue was.
"Singer missing, Terminus." The cat spoke out loud, as she started looking through each search term: "Performer missing, Terminus. Singer missing, Whitewater."
Every major city, and every keyword she could think of in regards to Sixer's potential occupation. Syre was looking for anything: concert cancellations, articles, concerned fan posts - or even cover-up stories. Before Syre would want to try and reach out to the recording companies?
Syre wanted to know that the recording companies weren't in on it, in the first place.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2020 14:37:11 GMT
Sixer knew how legal stuff worked; she had been dealing with it practically nonstop after getting set up in sanctuary. She’d shift in her seat; wondering quietly to herself if the companies would actually be willing to release her files to her. If they weren’t that would make it all that harder by a long shot. BUt she knew that in some venues that the companies were kind.
”Eh? Curious about…?”
Sixer had pulled out her own little terminal to look at something but when syre started to speak she paused. Singer missing. Performer missing. Singer missing. Two in terminus, one in whitewater. Sixer froze as she had a thought. If orion was out and capturing singers and the like for his experiments in other cities… She’d bite her lip.
There was some for singers, a lot more for performers. Tamernet posts about varied people just up and vanishing. In terminus it seemed that meis were the most popular to be missing and there were some concerned fans about some performer that had been gaining steam. Sure she had vanished and her sister had taken over but it just wasn’t the same.
Then in whitewater it seemed that a bunch of folks had gone missing as well; heck the entire studio had just up and vanished. A bunch of terriermons just gone; given the grafts of the other mons it was a little nerve wracking.
Syre would thankfully find a missing performer post; from a record studio in terminus. It had been closed out by district manager Malganoth… But the name of the missing person was even harder to skim by.
Vivian.
Sixer drummed her fingers on the table; looking somewhat out of sorts. Biting her lower lip and just sort of scrolling through the varied posts on tamernet. One such comment really made her wonder what was up with things. People hadn’t exactly forgotten the missing folks… but it hardly seemed like orion was just in hiding after that fuff up in terminus.
Tch... don't think it's gonna be hard to find out...
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Post by Syre the BlackGatomon on Oct 26, 2020 22:32:42 GMT
"... Tch."
Syre didn't expect this. This was a lean in the far opposite direction - and, as Syre reflected on it, equally suspicious. "Hold on, Sixer. Think about it - a large number of high profile Digimon disappearing at once, in multiple studios across multiple cities? Don't think about recovering your music for the moment. Think, exactly, what that means."
Thinking it over, Syre bit her knuckle.
"... Could it be possible that the studios were fake from the start. Drawing in 'talent' in large droves, enticing them to perform, only for their members to tragically vanish. In small enough numbers where Digimon wouldn't draw the connection. But if you look at all of the events in total, it starts to look intentional."
A pause. The feline tapped her claws on the table, setting down her D-Terminal. At once, those rose-tinted glasses were pulled away from her face. Bring Sixer back to her life of fame? What if it was all fake, even back then?
"... I have to tell dad and Silence. This is... bad."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2020 22:59:36 GMT
Sixer stopped and looked up from her terminal. Hearing this repeated sort of made her think that something was going on here. Or rather… perhaps orion had his claws in more places than just terminus. She’d look down at the terminal and just think this over.
If they were fake they’d have plenty of resources, they’d be able to prove themselves. Be able to pull things and people in without much issue. She’d bite her lower lip and she’d furrow her brow even further. This was… This was something she hadn’t anticipated and if it was true that meant that there were a lot of places that orion could work from.
A lot of people that didn’t deserve this had this happen to them. But there was the question of the mission. If that was the case wouldn’t Director malganoth be in on it too? Why would he push for them to rescue her above all else?
”Why would Director Malganoth have such a mission posted then? He would have had to be in on it too right? Or do you think that maybe someone of his was taken so he went all ham on it? Do you think it’s too early to jump to conclusions?”
Sixer leaned forward and then would adjust her terminal… Lining up the reports and dates of various studios. The terriermon’s vanishing lined up with the kidnappings in terminus… The various singers and performers however were of different types. But… there were a few that would make sense to take. No one would care in some venues… others would question why they just up and left.
”The ones in whitewater, the terriermon’s… could they perhaps be the grafts for my sisters? A lot of them had gargomon and rapidmon parts. And… Then the few others that were kidnapped… sure a large amount of mei’s in terminus but the other cities there were other types that were taken… Do you think that Orion had more labs in the other cities for the same reason? It might be a good idea to tell your parents and… Hmm. Do you think we could handle this?”
Sixer found herself scowling; this didn’t seem right to her. But if it was. They could probably approach it in the same way. The same way that terminus had approached it. The same way the Director had approached it. They knew that orion moved around using teleportation so…
”...I already want to put a bullet in this guy… tch if he ruined more lives…”
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