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- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Urban Fantasy, Low-Fantasy, Modern, Adventure, Quests, Modern-Fantasy, Post-apocalyptic, Romance, Drama
Yanaike, as smart as she was, had quickly figured out how the mechanical man worked. It took her maybe only about an hour before she understood most of the technology inside the 'Yanamen', as she now called them. It were some sort of mechanical slaves. They were being controlled somehow, maybe some kind of external device, Yanaike wasn't sure about that part. However, she found a way to control them without the need of this external device: there was a small thingy with buttons inside the Yanaman's head and pressing them gave control to the action they had to do. She set up a small program for a single Yanaman to execute, and when she was done she pressed a button to start it. The next moment the Yanaman walked off in the direction of Reggie's chamber. Yanaike followed him, watching it's movements from a distance. The Yanaman pushed open the door of Reggies room, walked inside of the room, walked past Reggie's bed. Oof! Yanaike must had slightly underestimated the size of Reggie's room. The Yanaman was supposed to stop in front of Reggie's bed. The Yanaman sticked out his hand, and spoke in his mechanical voice: "Goof-day-sit. Can-I-be-of-a-ny-a-su-stance?" Yanaike was quite happy with the result. Even though the Yanaman made some minor mistakes in his spoken languages, which were probably due to Yanaike pressing the wrong button, the test run went pretty well.