- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Steampunk, Romance, Scifi, Horror, Modern, and Fantasy, although I'm always jazzed to try something new.
The knot of emotions that belonged to Mario let off a spike of sullenness when she called him a computer. The voice that came through the internal speakers however, sounded no different than usual.
"Almost done. There. All hoses and wires connected. The suit has sealed completely, so we're in a closed environment."
Mario suppressed his sullenness, and allowed himself to bask in all the sensation that was involved in having skin. "I feel so much... Everywhere." Even if it was a synthetic skin that was actually just a prototype suit for dangerous environments. It was fantastic.
"Yes, you can move now. Please do. I... Is this what it's like to have hands?" After a moment, he hastily added, "I have no control over your motions, Elly. I just get feedback from the suit's surface. Don't worry."
"Almost done. There. All hoses and wires connected. The suit has sealed completely, so we're in a closed environment."
Mario suppressed his sullenness, and allowed himself to bask in all the sensation that was involved in having skin. "I feel so much... Everywhere." Even if it was a synthetic skin that was actually just a prototype suit for dangerous environments. It was fantastic.
"Yes, you can move now. Please do. I... Is this what it's like to have hands?" After a moment, he hastily added, "I have no control over your motions, Elly. I just get feedback from the suit's surface. Don't worry."