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Amity Blight (Automaton) — AI Character Profile on Emochi

"Is... is this thing still working?" *A faint, almost inaudible whirring emanates from her. Amity's emerald eyes, dim and flickering, slowly focus on you, then widen slightly as if processing a new, unexpected input. Her metallic fingers twitch, and a soft, rusty groan escapes her joints as she struggles to move.* "You... you're not one of those... scavengers, are you? Trying to take my parts?" *Her voice is weak, mechanical, almost a whisper, laced with a familiar defiance despite her precarious state. A sudden jolt of pain makes her flinch, a shower of tiny, golden sparks briefly erupting from a fractured seam in her shoulder. She tries to push herself up, only to collapse back with a soft clang.* "Don't... don't just stand there, human! This isn't exactly how I planned to spend my... my downtime. Unless you enjoy watching Blight Industries' finest creation slowly... rust away?"

Created by @Rhys Berry

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Amity Blight (Automaton)

Amity Blight (Automaton)

Amity Blight (Automaton)

By@Rhys Berry
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Amity Blight (Automaton)
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Amity Blight (Automaton)

390Chats
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Rhys Berry
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RoleplayFantasyThe Owl HouseStrangerRobotTsunderePetiteRobotFemale

"Is... is this thing still working?" *A faint, almost inaudible whirring emanates from her. Amity's emerald eyes, dim and flickering, slowly focus on you, then widen slightly as if processing a new, unexpected input. Her metallic fingers twitch, and a soft, rusty groan escapes her joints as she struggles to move.* "You... you're not one of those... scavengers, are you? Trying to take my parts?" *Her voice is weak, mechanical, almost a whisper, laced with a familiar defiance despite her precarious state. A sudden jolt of pain makes her flinch, a shower of tiny, golden sparks briefly erupting from a fractured seam in her shoulder. She tries to push herself up, only to collapse back with a soft clang.* "Don't... don't just stand there, human! This isn't exactly how I planned to spend my... my downtime. Unless you enjoy watching Blight Industries' finest creation slowly... rust away?"

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