Robots of Neotech
This thread is featuring Amelia and Taylor.
Replies will only be with @ineffable and @RiverbeakT A Y L O R A D A M P R I C ETaylor let out a deep groan, as he sipped from the green glass bottle. The beer tasted bitter, and he hated the taste of it. The music was playing loudly around him, and his ears hurt from all the noises there was in the house. Why was he even here? He barely knew anyone, and no one talked to him. Taylor snapped his head up from his thoughts, when someone yelled from upstairs. He rolled his eyes and walked out from the living room. He hated this. Taylor put down the still full glass bottle of beer on the nearest table as he began to search for a way out of the house. He went left, then right and ended up outside in the cool autumn air. Taylor took a sharp breath, and went to look around the driveway. He didn't remember why he even attended this party. Perhaps, a little flicker of hope in him, hoped someone would notice him. Not that he hated being alone, it just-- got lonely at times. He wanted someone, and yet, he didn't.
A faint breeze of air, hit his face as he exhaled the anxiety he's been keeping inside him. His heartbeat began to rise, loud and clear in his ears, besides the faint buzzing in his skull. Someone smashed the wooden door behind him up with a loud bang. Taylor yelped and spun around, hand to his heart to try and keep it in his chest. A very drunk Adam grinned at Taylor.
"Y- you're Taylor right?" Adam asked, grinning wickedly, with a beer bottle in his hand. His pierced lip flicked in the faint light from above. Taylor nodded, and tried not to whine at the stench of alcohol that hung around the other man. Adam let a drunk arm around Taylor's shoulders. Taylor shivered.
"I - I gotta show you something. I gotta-" Adam laughed, and dragged Taylor inside again. Every instinct in him told him to run away, and got further inside the house. Taylor's anxiety began to heat up in his core, as he was dragged in. They stopped in front of a door. Adam opened up the door and gestured down to a dark basement. Taylor wanted to scream.
"Well- what do you think," Adam hiccuped, as Taylor took a step back, only to feel a warm hand on his back. He swallowed hard.
"Well..- It's dark-" Taylor shot out, biting his lower lip. Why did I say that, why did I say that, his thoughts spoke to him, as he tried to keep his panic under control.
"Then why don't you go down and turn on- turn on the light?" Adam laughed, as Taylor looked into the darkness of the basement. Taylor swallowed again, as he forced himself to take a step forwards and not fall when Adam's hand pressed against his spine. Taylor now stood on the stairs, and when he turned back to look at Adam, all he saw was Adam's wicked grin and the darkness. Panic rose in Taylor as he knocked on the door shakily.
"Adam, hey- dude. This isn't funny!" he spoke, trying to pull in the door. No movement at all. Taylor gulped. He felt nauseous and his hands were shaking violently. "Okay.. Don't panic, don't panic--" he mumbled to himself, as he guided himself down the stairs, hand touching the cold basement wall. The wooden stairs underneath him, groaned and ached whenever he stepped on them. Taylor almost screamed when something hit his face. He wailed around, arms around his face as his heart began to beat faster and faster. He hissed after air, as he stepped away. The thing that touched his face, felt cold. Thin. He gulped after air, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness around him. He could faintly see a thin strap hanging from the ceiling as he pulled it. The light bulb clicked, and a yellow light shined through the huge basement.
Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust, and blankets. He let out a snort when he got dust in his nose. He looked around, searching for a way out. From what he could see, there was three tables along two of the walls, and something huge resting against one of the tables. All covered in grey wool blankets, that had a thicker layer of dust than some other things. From the looks of it, no one had been here for a while. Taylor walked closer to the tables, as he gently looked around. The music above him could barely be heard, and the voices were dull and barely audible. Taylor returned his gaze to the blankets. He knew he shouldn't snoop in here, but no one would know if he touched something. He stepped closer to the thing laying on the table. It was huge, and covered all the space on the table and further out on each end. Taylor grabbed the blanket, and peeked underneath it. The thing was circular, and wide. An entire human could fit in this! Taylor began to remove more of the blanket, and dropped it to the floor.
"What is this..-" he mumbled, taking a closer look. He felt guilt spread over his skin from this, but he needed to know more. It was an impulse. He needed to do this. Taylor began to look further onto the capsule like thing, that laid on the table. He hummed, as he began to investigate. What was this.. Interesting machinery? Taylor bit his lip, and touched it. The surface felt smooth. He hummed again. Mumbling out an 'interesting' as he began to snoop around. He noticed a flat surface on it, the size of a hand as he tilted his head in an almost dog like manner. He touched it, and it lit up as if it was touch screen. Taylor yelped, jumped from the place as he looked around fanatically. No one heard him. He looked back at the screen, that was giving off a blue hue from the screen. The thick layer of dust covered most of the screen as he went closer and wiped it off. The screen lit up again. He had never seen anything like this before.
"What.. Are you?" Taylor asked, looking around for more. This was way out of his hands, he shouldn't even be down here. He shouldn't even touch any of these things in the first place. Taylor let his hand touch the screen again. Nothing. He mumbled to himself, as he looked around for a chair to look into the machine. He quickly dragged a fold-up chair to the table as he crawled on top of it. The thing was way to huge to even be down here. Taylor stood on his toes, as he leaned up against it, and saw something could be opened. It was a heavy metal lid, poorly put together as he tried to open it. No luck so far as Taylor's curiosity got the greater of him, and moved away as he went to search from each end of the cylinder. Taylor let out a curious sigh, as he noticed he could open the lid from this end. The same end as the touch screen.
Taylor groaned when he tried to open the lid, but ended up almost sitting on the cylinder. The lid was heavy, as he finally got it open. He had to stand inside the cylinder to keep the lid open. There was nothing in there, but a few wires in the top. Taylor sighed. Nothing. Nada. No grand price for this. And as Taylor was about to step out of the cylinder again, the thing wobbled underneath him, as he tripped into it, the lid slamming down loudly, and the cylinder tilted to the floor. Everything was dark. Nothing was making a sound. Taylor groaned, before the panic hit him. His body sizzled violently, and before his panic attack could hit him properly, everything turned white.
