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[modelchild]

(general warning for the creepy of robot children?)


1) 

A data form titled CONFIRMATION hovers against the wall, waiting.

Name (last, first) 
Gender
Approximate age (Range 5 to 14)
Why do you want a Model Child? *
Eye color
Hair color
Preferred temperament 

* Required


Allow half an hour for the data to process. Please wait in the waiting room and wait for your new Child's arrival! 


2)

A shipment has crashed. Now there are Model Children ambling around the area. None stray too far from the shattered vehicle, but it's still enough that they're visible on the edge of the street.

It'd be best to ignore them, right?

3)

Model 16 wasn't informed of another Model Child at this address.

They send out a ping, but it goes unanswered, which means this other child is either a damaged or pirated Model...or a genuine human child.

Model Children are not supposed to have human siblings. Model Children are not allowed to be kept after extreme system damage. Model Children are absolutely not allowed to be tampered with or pirated. It's against policy and law.

Model 16 begins drafting a report. They will update it as they continue to investigate the situation.

4)

Model 16 has been stolen. Their pings are going nowhere. They can't access location data. 

This is a problem.

5) 

Make up your own Model Child scenario!
 

Comments

[allbutvalor]

Is it? Does John like art? Gemma herself is usually impartial to what she examines, and the hardest part of her work is often predicting whether or not something will be well-received by visitors.

“I work as a curator for the Aonach Collection,” Gemma explains. “Occasionally I have to store or inspect pieces at my residence, though the majority of my work takes place in the museum building.” It’s really not the most strenuous job, mostly managerial, but even with a plan of action she still feels unsure how she’s going to balance her responsibility towards a child and to her place of work.

But those are her concerns, not John’s.

Gemma’s eyes briefly widen as John takes the tablet, before she relaxes and nods in acknowledgement of his thanks. “You’re quite welcome,” she says. “Although you might want to thank Nora- Miss Aonach- instead. The room was originally decorated in accordance with her preferences.” Truth be told, although Gemma calls it the spare bedroom it had been used exclusively by Nora up until now. Though only occasionally, and Gemma suspects the sleepovers will decrease while she’s no longer living alone.

[modelchild]

"That's neat," he says, for lack of something better. The average child doesn't know much about museums aside from ones that show off dinosaur bones.

John might be learning some interesting historical facts if he's not entirely barred from going near them. (They'll go near them anyway, of course, all out in the open like that.)

"Miss Aonach?" He barely meets her eyes over the top of the tablet. "I will! ...Is she a teacher?"