Dream City [SandBox] IC

[Metronome]

Jabiko actually felt like that story struck home for him. "Yeah. Mine left me too. Seriously, fuck creators." Jab could still remember the day his parents left him on that crazy farm to rot. He could still feel the black ball of bitterness in his heart towards them. How could they have just abandoned their own son? Oh well. Dwelling on the past would do him no favors.

"So...got any good robot tricks?" This was getting exceedingly awkward. Jabiko felt like he should try to converse, but there wasn't much to say. What were they supposed to do? Talk about each others feelings? As if.

[Arsenal]

Casimir's facial plates rose upwards in a look of attentiveness, he did not expect the sympathy from Jabiko. Human beings were very complex creatures, he knew before, but Jabiko was the first person he'd ever met that he was just not really able to guess what he would do or say next. He picked up an empty can from the garbage and held it delicately in his fingertips.

Jabiko quickly brought the conversation to a much lighter subject, asking if Casimir knew any tricks. "Tricks, do you refer to design features? You have already seen it, but I can show you again."

Casimir stood back up and held the can out in his palm. A distortion rippled the air behind his back, and suddenly the can in his palm vanished. Quick eyes may see what looks like reality itself warping and folding to blanket over the can and swallow it into some plane beyond human sight. Opening his other hand, reality seemed to unfurl and reveal the can, in the exact same condition, "I am equipped with something called a 'Schwartz Device', so named after one of my creators. To simply explain, it creates a pocket dimension in which I can store objects within my vicinity."

Casimir then pointed towards Jabiko's hand, "May I ask about your 'tricks'? I saw you do something I've never seen any other human do before, when you fought that hipster-man earlier today."

Casimir was of course referring to that blast of psychic energy Jabiko had unleashed a few minutes ago.

[Metronome]

"So like...what would happen if you did that to a person?" Jabiko couldn't help but be curious. It was in his nature, along with being meddlesome. He was no science major, but he figured a pocket dimension might be a pretty cool place to hang out. He could sure use one to put all of his shit in. Then the robot man asked about his powers. The asshole inside of he raised its head again. "That? Nah, all humans can do that." Jabiko didn't know why he was so inclined to be a jerk. Maybe he was just a lonely, bitter boy. Maybe his cynical ways got to him more than he thought. Actually, he was starting to feel kind of bad for his mistreatment of his guest. He couldn't help the fact that he was so naive. Jabiko would have wished that, should anything happen to him, someone nice would come take him in.

"Actually, it's this thing called psychics. I mean, I'm sure there's other humans that can do it, but it's pretty rare. It comes in several forms, but mine is telekinesis. I can make energy with my mind. That's what that blast you saw was. I can also pick shit up with it. It's pretty cool when you're a lazy asshole like me." Jabiko wasn't sure if he should even mention the whole 'death sense' thing as well. It tended to creep people out when he told them. Even though this guy was clearly a robot, and probably didn't know what it was like to be 'creeped out', Jabiko didn't want to take any chances. Besides, it wasn't like it could possibly come back to bite him in the ass, right?

[skeletalremnant]

"woof?" he was being ignored by the two strangers clearly more interested in each other than a small scruffy dog.people were usually like that. He tried again. " Hey Crowman! yeah im talkin to you! listen up before I bite you where it hurts. grrr. growl." he felt silly, it'd be easier to just growl and bark. " and you crazy sword guy! tell me where that dino went!" if they didnt respond to him he'd just wander off, piss on a cat or something.

[Arsenal]

Having finished his demonstration, Casimir unhinged his jaw, opening it to reveal the swirling black vortex in the back of his gaping maw. He snapped his jaw shut around the can, and it was eviscerated into fuel. Jabiko asked what would happen if a human being attempted to enter the pocket dimension of the Schwartz device. Casimir thought for a moment, "I am not certain, but the pocket dimension does not contain ideal conditions to support complex multicellular lifeforms, lacking necessities such as oxygen. It is likely that a human who enters the pocket dimension would not live long."

He raised his hands, "There is no need to worry, to open the dimension requires immense power, I am not capable of opening the entry portal wide enough to allow a human easy access, you would have to crawl inside if you wanted inside of the pocket dimension."

Jabiko then answered Casimir's question in turn, but he tilted his head when Jabiko first insisted that all humans were capable of it. He tried to think back and wondered if any of the other soldiers had done that before. Jabiko quickly changed his answer, Casimir assumed he had tried to joke. The robot would have laughed, but he had yet to perfect one; the last time he tried to laugh he thoroughly creeped out one of the other soldiers. He instead offered a polite nod when Jabiko finished his explanation, "So, a psychic..."

Casimir thought for a moment, before his head plates opened up in an expression that looked like an epiphany. "You are different than other humans, you have something that makes you stronger than the rest of them... what do you do with that advantage?"

Casimir was looking to Jabiko for guidance, he wanted to know what he should do with the gifts he had been given. What the psychic would do, the robot believed he should too.