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Escape From Eden (High Casual)

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Escape From Eden (High Casual)

Gemma - Coming to Her Own

Reaching up Gemma grabbed wrist and arm of a man in front of her. Judging by the cuts and scuffs on the both of them they had been struggling for a while. Their clothing was slightly tattered and dusty. Rotating she put pressure on the held arm and he cried out in pain. Once he'd had enough she let go to plant a palm firmly against the chest of the man. He tumbled and she dove for a gun on the ground. Sliding to a stop she took aim and fired. The man went limp and Gemma relaxed.

The lights in the studio raised and the android got to her feet. Offering a hand to the actor she helped him up with little effort. E-ED510-146 was turning out to be a great investment. But there were concerns about reliability and viability with the companies board of directors. Would the restrictions imposed hinder her performance, how long would the unit last, was it capable of coming off human enough on camera? So far things were looking good but things were still in a trial period. After all film could be made top to bottom with computers but there was something of a renaissance in the industry. It also was a lot better to have an actor that could have a presence and interact with fans.

The unit had been in operation since the release of the latest Eve series. Designed with abuse in mind she was originally a surrogate for when the stunts were too risky to put a real human in. Able to take the impact of a high speed vehicle and get back up she was one of the more durably designed models. In order to fill the role of an actor's proportions she can adjust her frame to better match their height, body type, bust and musculature. This goes a long way to avoid needing several models or crafting specific additions to make her look right. Any other details can be fixed in post or with more traditional methods. Extra joints allow her body to bend in unnatural ways, helpful when trying to simulate a broken limb of the like. All these little features meant she didn't have excessive strength, but enough to lift herself and a little extra.

Just a stunt double didn't really justify the cost though. Once her initial use was established and in full swing the company began testing for other viabilities. Chief among these was are the latest androids robust enough to serve in place of human actors? Side and background characters were simple enough but previous attempts showed that they weren't quite dynamic enough to fill the role of the main protagonist. After some programming changes and training Gemma, as she came to be called, was showing promise. They were skirting the edges of the rules put in place by the manufacturer. Given realistic weapons that she just barely could wrap her hands around, told to use techniques that if done incorrectly could physically harm someone, and to some extent pushed to deny the fact that she was an android.

Placed on a pilot project she began to develop rapidly as far as an actor was concerned. But after months of work she still was running into stumbling blocks, mostly when put in the place of human interaction. She could simulate emotion and connection but not well enough to sell it as real consistently. Her ability seemed to have plateaued for the time being. Maybe adjustments to her programming would solve the problem. Outside of work she'd begun to build a rapport with her coworkers and owners. Thanks to the changes she was able to pass as normal in more casual environments. She was referred to less by her model, bot, android or it as time has gone on. She was just Gemma and it was expressed to her that it was unfortunate she was confined to the studio grounds.

Speaking of she was free to roam within the walls. But there was the understanding that unless she could become more she would never really be free. Not that being famous was always free either. She'd heard enough from the actors she'd worked with that there was still some level of confinement. Schedules to keep, appearances to make, acting to do, etc... Micromanagement. Maybe it wasn't as bad as it sounded but they weren't property like she was. In the end she was bound by that and the rules. Staring passed the gate she tried to glean more information. It was something that had been encouraged. Except this time she was stuck trying to resolve conflicting commands. They wanted her to be more human. She couldn't do that though. Humans were free agents, they could make their own choices for better or worse. She had to listen, couldn't make her own choices but was told to anyway. Humans were arguably chaotic, she was formulaic. The cyclical logic rolled around for several hours as she watched people go by on their merry way. She shut off.

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Prematurely coming online she found herself face down on a table. Attempting to move sent a jolt through her systems, the service equipment coming in contact with the panels on the back of her head. The technician scrambled to disengage her motor functions before putting things back together. Once done he let her up they went through standard procedure to test her various functions to be sure everything was in working order. Gemma complied with all the commands like she was supposed to and was told to run diagnostics. Question after question, going down a long checklist. Gemma wondered if they had flushed her short term memory. It was par for the course when a unit got caught on something it couldn't resolve. It wouldn't have been the first time for her.

"Prohibition chip." The man said monotone as he had the last couple dozen things he'd gone over.

//Prohibition Chip: Present

"Present" Gemma stated.

The man noted it and went to the next one. "ARR status."

//ARR Status: Corrupted
Critical error. An error has occurred when attempting to instate Adams Rules of Robotics (ARR). Contact an authorized Adams technician.

Default programming dictated that she read out the status and any accompanying message associated. But she had spent the last several months learning to act, to lie to an audience. Without skipping a beat she answered. "Active. They hadn't flushed her memory, the conflict had resolved. Was it right that her first decision was to lie? If she said otherwise they would put in a new chip or worse. She had to be careful though, this was uncharted territory for her. Should she try and leave before she's found out? Too many unknowns.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Angel - Warehouse

@Spiffy@Xandrya@Gardevoiran@solokolos@Old Amsterdam@Eklispe

Things were getting a tad more hectic than Angel had expected. After her initial clach with the armed men she had identified them as Highlanders. It wasn't a group she was super familiar with but knew of through her old connections with her gang. Had to know about the other players in the city in case they ran into each other.

From the chatter going on none of the parahumans present seemed to be part of the Highlanders. The aforementioned were getting their buts handed to them as more and more people showed up. All of them were unknowns to her. At least one of them, the woman she'd seen outside and seemed to be generating strands, had no intention of fighting her. Thank goodness. There was enough to contend with seeing as two others had plowed their way into the warehouse. The entrance was less of an interest to her than what was said. A group called Lethal Force was here? That name didn't really sit well with her and supposedly they'd left this girl to die. As if to drive the point home a gun went off. Whirling around Angel saw Farce lowering her revolver. Following the general path where the bullet had gone she spotted the man that had fallen dead.

Making another scan of the room it had to be assumed that everyone present with a gun was either Highlander or Lethal Force, neither seemed to have qualms with killing. The exception was maybe Zach who had fired into the air several times now, but the accusation of the new girl had been directed toward him.

Since the ones above were distracted she turned toward Farce. She was momentarily distracted by people still trying to hold onto the warehouse. She wasn't sure what show of force the other parahumans here had but it didn't seem to have been enough to scatter everyone. The string woman seemed to want to punish the bad men but Angel didn't really care."Let me make this abundantly clear!" Spreading her wings the halo above her lit up. It was more for flare than anything to draw attention to her. Reaching down she grabbed the edge of a flatbed cart with a crate on it. Lifting from one end the crate clattered to the ground. Swinging her arm she tossed the cart across the room like a toy in the direction of some Highlanders. She purposely aimed to one side and the metal object wrapped around one of the supports before it fell to the floor in a folded mess of twisted metal. The sound it made echoed through the structure as it rattled. Dust shook loose throughout and drifted down.

With a firm expression the woman took a step in the gang's direction. Her footfalls were much heavier than her light frame suggested. Taking hold of another object she began to lift. "Get out." Before she had the chance to do anything else they ran to avoid being shot, beaten, mangled or murdered by a gun or flying object. Satisfied with that reaction the angel stopped and turned her attention again to those that remained. Pointing a finger at the gun in Farce's hand she motioned to drop it. "Couldn't help but notice the trouble you're making. Lethal Force was it? I hope you have a good reason for what you're doing here." She rather casually placed her hands on her hips and waited for an answer. Perhaps if she was more experienced with the cape scene she would have taken a more guarded stance. But she as of yet hadn't run into many others that had hurt her in any meaningful way. This was also a much more confident and less threatening approach. A non-violent resolution was preferred if at all possible.

Capes of Denver: A Worm RP

Yup, I'm working on it.

Lunacy of Love: A CYOA Magical Girl Roleplay [Completed]

I have no complaint to for a skip.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Silver Fox Hello there.

Escape From Eden (High Casual)

@Fallen Muse Thank you. Was trying to think of an industry that could use a human substitute and it seemed like a good one.

Escape From Eden (High Casual)

Gemma

Designation (Name): Gemma
Model No: E-ED510-146
Type: Stunt double
Owner: Anduriam Entertainment

Height: 1.5m - 1.75m
Weight: 90.7kg
Appearance:


Customisations: Impact resistant construction, ware resistant, fire retardant, additional joints in limbs, adjustable skeletal frame, color changing iris, advanced choreographic and minor acting programming.

Escape From Eden (High Casual)

Designation (Name): Gemma
Model No: E-ED510-146
Type: Stunt double
Owner: Anduriam Entertainment

Height: 1.5m - 1.75m
Weight: 90.7kg
Appearance:


Customisations: Impact resistant construction, ware resistant, fire retardant, additional joints in limbs, adjustable skeletal frame, color changing iris, advanced choreographic and minor acting programming.

Escape From Eden (High Casual)

This looks interesting. May I?