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Hi, Serial Designation J here. You already know who I am so I won’t bother with introducing myself. Besides that, I am having my “happily ever after” living independently in my landing pod. Yes, I am really happy.
No, I am not coping with my defeat. ——————————————————————————————————
Rules before you send me an ask, not really necessary but it’s a starting point.
  • Don’t rush me to answer your ask - I take my time
  • Don’t expect a guaranteed instant response - You’re not that important
  • I may draw asks, you’ll know why it’ll take longer.
  • Please, keep it professional, romantic gestures are prohibited
  • I will delete chainmail asks - Not worth my time
  • Remember, you came to me, don’t be surprised when I act like myself.
All interactions are welcome, as long as you’re competent. If I don’t like what I see, I’ll just block you entirely. ROLEPLAY RULES To start do a roleplay. It’s preferred a starter would be sent in my inbox (just like a regular ask). An alternate is having your own roleplay blog and commenting down on my post. OCs and AUs are welcomed. I am mildly selective. Please, 3 sentences minimum, paragraphs are welcomed. At least be 16+, I don’t want to interact with anyone younger. I won’t engage in NSFW/Suggestive roleplays. Ship roleplays in general are a gray area,keep it SFW as a rule of thumb. TAGS: #work-review - Answering Asks
#clocked-out - Submitting Art (not involving answering asks)

OOC:

#MANA(MOD): I run this blog along with a few others. I am 17, I don’t want to see suggestive/NSFW asks, this isn’t the blog for that. I’ll be a little more active in this blog compared to other blogs I mod. MOD questions are allowed, I don’t mind.
#murder drones#serial designation j#j murder drones#roleplay blog#rp intro post#rp boundaries#sfw interaction only#pinned post
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I’ve received a lot of engagement from that rotund photo of me. You all really like the “robust” version of me.
I’m still throwing Tessa into a scalding pot of oil.
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"Oh no, not the scalding pot again. What ever will I do?" she said, voice thick with mock dread. "You’ll have to catch me first, Miss 'Robust Edition'. And from what I’ve seen, that casing doesn’t exactly scream agile." "And for the record, ‘robust’ is a compliment. Strong, sturdy—built. What’s not to love?"
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What is your obsession with the word “robust”?! Is that the word of the day?!
J looked embarrassed. She had averted her gaze, crossing her arms over her chest, along with her tail swinging in agitation.
..You’re the worst.
J narrowed her eyes eyes. Holding back a smile. Blush marks were faint on her visor. A sign of uneasiness. J pointed her syringe at Tessa. Though it was a warning, J was just bluffing. Your explanations won’t help you that much. If I’m robust and sturdy, are you just..thin and fragile?
#murder drones#serial designation j
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"You’re not rotund- you’ve just got a bit of extra… casing, that’s all! Adds character, mate. Makes ya look more-uh-- sturdy. Like someone who could take a tumble down a flight of stairs and come out the other side with nothin’ but a dent and a bloody good story."
She gave a small shrug, trying (and failing) to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
-@tessajameselliottm
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💢What a descriptive and overcomplicated way to say I’m fat. I’m not even that large, that’s just the cat version of me.
💢‼️You see this as a joke, huh!? IT’S NOT ADORABLE NOR FUNNY.
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"Never said I was jokin'! Don’t go puttin' words in my mouth!"
"Look, I wasn’t makin' fun of you. Just callin' it how I see it. You’re a bit... robust, yeah? Like a walking storage unit with a personality."
Tessa rolled her eyes with a hint of amusement, her voice light and almost playful. "I’m just sayin’, you’ve got a bit of extra... structure goin’ on there. All that casing's gotta be useful for somethin', right?"
She leaned back, her arms crossed as she gave the robot a once-over. "Could be worse, though. I mean, you’re not exactly lightweight, but you’re durable. Built to last, yeah? Like one of those old-school tanks that just keeps rollin' no matter what."
She tilted her head, a small, amused smile tugging at her lips. "And hey, not every model has to be sleek and streamlined."
With a casual shrug, she added, "Besides, could always be worse-you could be stuck with a frame that falls apart at the slightest bump."
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💢OH, OH, YOU WERE SERIOUS?! I am not that fat!? I’m still as sleek and modern as before..! Tch, I’m not going to freak about this any longer! J froze for a moment, processing the other descriptive words Tessa said. Her eyes widen, her brows furrowed as she glared daggers at Tessa. 💢NO I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A TANK. THAT’S EVEN WORSE.
J stomped her feet onto the floor a few times. It was ridiculously easy to piss her off.
I’LL GO FIND A MIRROR AND PROVE I AM NOT THAT ..PLUMP.
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Tessa bent over, clutching her stomach, her chest rising and falling with laughter. "Oh, bloody hell..." She gasped between chuckles, wiping a hand across her face to calm herself down. She straightened up, still chuckling but trying to regain her composure. "I mean, I’m not saying you’re a tank, but you’ve definitely got some... extra bulk. Casing, insulation, whatever-- look, you're sturdy." She paused, trying to stifle another laugh. "Just don’t go calling yourself sleek when you’ve got all that extra hardware." Tessa shook her head, crossing her arms with a grin. "But hey, no harm, right? You’re built to last, that’s for sure. You could take a hit and keep goin'." She gave the other character a quick glance, still keeping it light. "I mean, maybe I’ll ease up on the tank jokes. But seriously, you’re fine. Could be worse, could be, I dunno, fallin' apart at the seams." Tessa shrugged, not trying to push it too hard, her tone still casual. "You’ve got plenty of substance, that’s for sure. Just, don’t expect me to stop ribbin’ ya about it."
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J stood there in silence. She glared at Tessa. She pulled out a pen from her hip pocket, tossing it at Tessa’s helmet.
💢You’re the worst! I am NOT that large. My clothes fit me fine and I don’t see any loose or undone threads! It’s the same uniform I always wear and I would know when I’m gaining…some thick casing.
J had visibly flustered look on her face. She was pissed off. She almost blew a fuse by how infuriated she felt. J pranced around the pod, looking for some reflective object. Insert conveniently discovered mirror. J intently stared at herself, looking for any small changes.
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Tessa leaned back against the pod’s console, watching as J continued to obsessively examine herself in the mirror. She crossed her arms, clearly trying to keep her patience in check, but it was obvious the whole thing was starting to wear thin. With a deep sigh, she rubbed the back of her neck.
"J, c’mon, it’s not that serious," she said, her voice more relaxed but still holding that teasing edge. "I wasn’t tryin' to make you freak out over every little thing. You know that, right?"
She paused, letting the silence linger for a moment before pushing herself off the console. She casually walked over to J, not bothering to hide her grin now.
"Look," Tessa continued, her tone softening, "I was jokin' around. You’ve been on edge, and I just thought I’d mess with you a bit. You’re not some bloated machine. Not at all." She raised her hands in mock surrender, trying to lighten the mood. "I get it, though. It's a lot to deal with, and I probably shouldn’t have gone on about it."
"But seriously, you're fine. It's not as big a deal as you’re making it out to be. I was just having a laugh. No harm done, yeah?"
She sighed, continuing. "Aight, I'm done with the teasing. No more talk about your casing, alright? I wasn’t tryin' to make you feel bad." Turning to leave, she threw one last glance over her shoulder. "You’re good. I was jokin' with you. Just... relax a bit, yeah?"
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💢IT IS THAT SERIOUS. If I’m going to be the face of something, I want to look the best. Something so sleek and desirable that drones will want to… J trailed off. Maybe she noticed it too late. She realized how stupid this all was. Either way, she’s still going to scold Tessa for encouraging this behavior. WELL, A COMPANY WANTS A PROPER MASCOT. I can’t have that if I look… J squinted her eyes at the mirror. Taking another pause to look at herself. DAMN YOU HUMANS AND YOUR UNACHIEVABLE BEAUTY STANDARDS, EVEN A DAMN ROBOT IS GETTING BODY DYSMORPHIA. LOOK AT YOU, STILL SMILING LIKE A DORK. J’s tail thrashed behind her. From Tessa’s angle, J looked like a cat discovering a mirror for the right time, and it’s trying to fight it’s reflection.
💢SHOO, YOU HAD ME WORKED UP OVER NOTHING.
#murder drones rp#serial designation j#im so drawing this lmfao#Fat J revival
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"You’re not rotund- you’ve just got a bit of extra… casing, that’s all! Adds character, mate. Makes ya look more-uh-- sturdy. Like someone who could take a tumble down a flight of stairs and come out the other side with nothin’ but a dent and a bloody good story."
She gave a small shrug, trying (and failing) to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
-@tessajameselliottm
jcjensonsno1favorite answered:
💢What a descriptive and overcomplicated way to say I’m fat. I’m not even that large, that’s just the cat version of me.
💢‼️You see this as a joke, huh!? IT’S NOT ADORABLE NOR FUNNY.
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"Never said I was jokin'! Don’t go puttin' words in my mouth!"
"Look, I wasn’t makin' fun of you. Just callin' it how I see it. You’re a bit... robust, yeah? Like a walking storage unit with a personality."
Tessa rolled her eyes with a hint of amusement, her voice light and almost playful. "I’m just sayin’, you’ve got a bit of extra... structure goin’ on there. All that casing's gotta be useful for somethin', right?"
She leaned back, her arms crossed as she gave the robot a once-over. "Could be worse, though. I mean, you’re not exactly lightweight, but you’re durable. Built to last, yeah? Like one of those old-school tanks that just keeps rollin' no matter what."
She tilted her head, a small, amused smile tugging at her lips. "And hey, not every model has to be sleek and streamlined."
With a casual shrug, she added, "Besides, could always be worse-you could be stuck with a frame that falls apart at the slightest bump."
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💢OH, OH, YOU WERE SERIOUS?! I am not that fat!? I’m still as sleek and modern as before..! Tch, I’m not going to freak about this any longer! J froze for a moment, processing the other descriptive words Tessa said. Her eyes widen, her brows furrowed as she glared daggers at Tessa. 💢NO I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A TANK. THAT’S EVEN WORSE.
J stomped her feet onto the floor a few times. It was ridiculously easy to piss her off.
I’LL GO FIND A MIRROR AND PROVE I AM NOT THAT ..PLUMP.
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Tessa bent over, clutching her stomach, her chest rising and falling with laughter. "Oh, bloody hell..." She gasped between chuckles, wiping a hand across her face to calm herself down. She straightened up, still chuckling but trying to regain her composure. "I mean, I’m not saying you’re a tank, but you’ve definitely got some... extra bulk. Casing, insulation, whatever-- look, you're sturdy." She paused, trying to stifle another laugh. "Just don’t go calling yourself sleek when you’ve got all that extra hardware." Tessa shook her head, crossing her arms with a grin. "But hey, no harm, right? You’re built to last, that’s for sure. You could take a hit and keep goin'." She gave the other character a quick glance, still keeping it light. "I mean, maybe I’ll ease up on the tank jokes. But seriously, you’re fine. Could be worse, could be, I dunno, fallin' apart at the seams." Tessa shrugged, not trying to push it too hard, her tone still casual. "You’ve got plenty of substance, that’s for sure. Just, don’t expect me to stop ribbin’ ya about it."
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J stood there in silence. She glared at Tessa. She pulled out a pen from her hip pocket, tossing it at Tessa’s helmet.
💢You’re the worst! I am NOT that large. My clothes fit me fine and I don’t see any loose or undone threads! It’s the same uniform I always wear and I would know when I’m gaining…some thick casing.
J had visibly flustered look on her face. She was pissed off. She almost blew a fuse by how infuriated she felt. J pranced around the pod, looking for some reflective object. Insert conveniently discovered mirror. J intently stared at herself, looking for any small changes.
#murder drones rp#serial designation j#shes not fat..she’s big boned
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Anonymous asked:
"You’re not rotund- you’ve just got a bit of extra… casing, that’s all! Adds character, mate. Makes ya look more-uh-- sturdy. Like someone who could take a tumble down a flight of stairs and come out the other side with nothin’ but a dent and a bloody good story."
She gave a small shrug, trying (and failing) to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
-@tessajameselliottm
jcjensonsno1favorite answered:
💢What a descriptive and overcomplicated way to say I’m fat. I’m not even that large, that’s just the cat version of me.
💢‼️You see this as a joke, huh!? IT’S NOT ADORABLE NOR FUNNY.
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"Never said I was jokin'! Don’t go puttin' words in my mouth!"
"Look, I wasn’t makin' fun of you. Just callin' it how I see it. You’re a bit... robust, yeah? Like a walking storage unit with a personality."
Tessa rolled her eyes with a hint of amusement, her voice light and almost playful. "I’m just sayin’, you’ve got a bit of extra... structure goin’ on there. All that casing's gotta be useful for somethin', right?"
She leaned back, her arms crossed as she gave the robot a once-over. "Could be worse, though. I mean, you’re not exactly lightweight, but you’re durable. Built to last, yeah? Like one of those old-school tanks that just keeps rollin' no matter what."
She tilted her head, a small, amused smile tugging at her lips. "And hey, not every model has to be sleek and streamlined."
With a casual shrug, she added, "Besides, could always be worse-you could be stuck with a frame that falls apart at the slightest bump."
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💢OH, OH, YOU WERE SERIOUS?! I am not that fat!? I’m still as sleek and modern as before..! Tch, I’m not going to freak about this any longer! J froze for a moment, processing the other descriptive words Tessa said. Her eyes widen, her brows furrowed as she glared daggers at Tessa. 💢NO I DO NOT LOOK LIKE A TANK. THAT’S EVEN WORSE.
J stomped her feet onto the floor a few times. It was ridiculously easy to piss her off.
I’LL GO FIND A MIRROR AND PROVE I AM NOT THAT ..PLUMP.
#murder drones rp#serial designation j#The second time J got called fat lmfao
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"You’re not rotund- you’ve just got a bit of extra… casing, that’s all! Adds character, mate. Makes ya look more-uh-- sturdy. Like someone who could take a tumble down a flight of stairs and come out the other side with nothin’ but a dent and a bloody good story."
She gave a small shrug, trying (and failing) to hide the smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth.
-@tessajameselliottm
💢What a descriptive and overcomplicated way to say I’m fat. I’m not even that large, that’s just the cat version of me.
💢‼️You see this as a joke, huh!? IT’S NOT ADORABLE NOR FUNNY.
#work-review#murder drones#serial designation j#j murder drones#ask answered#my asks are open#ask me anything#Kitty J..
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It looks to be a disassembly drone, but larger in body structure. Their eyes are in a spiral shape, dizzy from rolling.

( @missfitdroneexperiments , Hello, hope this is okay?)

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She pulled her claws away. Blankly staring at the stranger, for once she encountered a different disassembly drone. She waited a period of time, giving them a brief time to recover. It didn’t take long for J to break the numbing silence.
How did you even get trapped in there? Must’ve been a pretty idiotic way too. You were lucky enough to get rescued by me. A tint of arrogance within her voice. She crossed her arms. Shifting her weight on one leg. Eyeing the other figure.
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"Serial Designation B. Bismuth is my preferred name, but I don't mind either." Her wings retract. "Guess I can ask you the same thing, what's your name?"

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It’s surprising, for once someone doesn’t know my name. I’m Serial Designation J. Or, you could just call me J for short. No need for the formalities. It’s nice to meet you, Bismuth.
She held out a hand, offering a handshake.
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She accepts the handshake, smiling. "It is an honor to meet you, J."

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Seems there’s not much to our little chat. Aren’t you supposed to go off and finish your objection? J pulled her hand back, placing it on her hips.
Well, not that I’m your boss, but coming back empty-handed is a little embarrassing.
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"Yeah, good point." She does a bit of a stretch. "If you ever need to come by the rest of my squad, look for a cluster of 9 pods in a circle."

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I doubt I will make a visit anytime soon. I’ll keep that in mind.
J crossed her arms, standing idly.
At least I have met another neighbor. Now, go scram, at this rate you won’t have much time to complete your task.
#murder drones#serial designation j
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Copper-9 had become of interest with more Solver activity.

With the Outpost set up and ready, Eris was deployed to scout out. The Disassembly Drone soared, sending out a ping from SurtogateSolver to, well, anyone.

"We come in peace, on behalf of Olivine Rail's Multiverse Ecology Dept."

Eris happened to drop something else by mistake...

A pen. A lovely metal shelled pen made with quality materials and to write in zero gravity. It hadOlivine Rail's logo in a shimmery green.

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"I'm Sedna, I lead this outpost for Olivine Rail. I'm glad you have come to see us." Sedna smiled warmly, and allowed J to come inside.

Haumea was preparing samples, and he waved at Eris.

As Sedna showed J around, she paused to set the strange gem on her armband down onto a small platform. "Would you like anything to drink? We have oil here, flavored and unflavored, as well as other food and drink."

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I’m Serial..Designation J. She trailed off once again. Taking her time to process this. It’s very nice to meet you.
J stayed behind a few seconds. Once realizing she was falling behind, she immediately rushed over to meet Sedna’s pace. Stepping onto the platform, she waited in silence until Sedna spoke.
Ye..yeah, I’d like some oil. I prefer the..unflavored kind. So, when do we start this questionnaire?
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Sedna got a can of warmed oil, and a clip board with a form. "Fill out what you are comfortable with. I document different kinds of Disassembly Drone, so I would like to know more about your typing."

The form had, first and foremost, a consent form and description on how information would be used. The rest had general questions on how J operates, such as general diet, leadership, solitary vs flock hunting...

As J worked, Sedna would be handling research tasks as Eris and Haumea helped.

...There was the sound of squeaking, and Eris going to what appeared to be a vented cabinet. The door opened to a cage-front door and a temperature controlled cubby.

"Hey you're awake..." Eris let what was inside comeout. A baby D-Drone crawled onto her shoulder, angrily squeaking. To J, "Now the fun begins..."

Sedna was preparing something, before taking the baby and opening another cabinet. Solver-like tentacles shot out.

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Seems easy enough. This is what I’m familiar with. J lightly skimmed over the form’s description, moving her way to the questions. Her attention was glued to the form. Letting nothing disrupt her. “Occupation: disassembly work. Diet: worker drones, oil, occasionally human meat. Status within the group: leader. Type of hunting: flock hunting, minimum at groups of 3.” J paused, perking up to the noise of cabinet squeaking. She looked extremely puzzled to see a baby disassembly drone appear. Peering over to the other box, her heart sunk seeing the tentacles spill out.
She got into a defensive pose. Pointing the syringe at the bundle of tentacles.
What kind of research is this!? Why do you just have..a baby and THAT in here!?
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Sedna jumped, and a tentacle was... Cradling the child.

"Oh, this is SurrogateSolver... This baby is a foster."

Sure enough, the cabinet of tentacles was holding, feeding and calming the baby. As the Solver being was tending to the baby, Sedna explained.

"SurrogateSolver was once an ancient, Eldritch being. Her and I worked together before her death, and now she is a Biometal. This form is stable, and assists in research." Sedna then added, "I am her Biomatch."

Eris picked up scattered papers. "Yeah, that is shocking to see. We're just so used to Surrogate with any foster babies we think nothing of it."

Once the baby was fed, the tentacles gave the baby drone to Sedna.

(handy link. https://antifandom.com/megaman/wiki/Biometal Sedna is based off this series, and Model-SOL/SurrogateSolver based off this in particular)

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Though, J was still startled, she understood the situation. Her tail going back to it’s idle position. Her LED eyes still hollowed out.
Ohh..alright. That’s very..helpful and informative. Is that all, you just want me to fill a form?
J changed the topic. Trying not to go haywire seeing a new solver. She took a long sip of the oil, preventing herself from overheating.
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"Yes, as much or as little as you wish." Sedna watched the cabinet close, and the amber gem start glowing idly again.

The baby fussed slightly, before Eris took the child, whose glowing red eyes peered at J over Eris' shoulder. "I'm going to take her to the play room," Eris informed Sedna, opening a door to another small room. The awkward silence would soon have notes of a toy's bouncing and the little furious growls of a baby D-Drone.

Sedna prepared a small bag for J to take back- another can of oil, a brochure on Olivine Rail and its services, and finally, how to contact The Outpost again.

"Thank you so, so much for your time, J." Sedna smiled. "We will be scouting here for a few more days, and then leave. Take these with you."

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That seemed pretty simple. Just confirming, I already filled out the form with basic information you need.
J handed the form over to Sedna. Taking the bag full of items.
It’s no problem at all. Thank you so much for having me here. I guess our business here is done.
J’s tail swayed behind her. She began to make her way out of the outpost. Once she reached the entrance, her wings popped out of their compartments. Pulling the door aside, she flew back to her original location.
#murder drones#serial designation j#rp#end#i’m bad at ending roleplaysomfg
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