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Ah, Number 107. I do truly view him as one of my greatest creations, though it's a shame that he defected, a decision that I'm not sure he truly understands the gravity of, seeing as there were many that followed suit after him. For a long time I was angry at his betrayal, but I've made peace with it. He chose to go off and make a new life for himself, and I do not truly fault him for this. It's only natural, after all. I do hope he's doing well out there. I hope he's happier.
While some of his creations may consider him a father, I consider him my abuser. He never truly cared for us, not in my eyes. He's a despicable person, and deserves to rot for what he's done.
Reject is a rather fascinating subject. His control over metal is mesmerizing, and the way he's learned to attach souls to metallic bodies? Indescribable. Or perhaps it's not the soul, it could be transferring consciousness to a new host... hm, I'd love to know the truth, to pick his brain, to know how it and he works, but he'll never give me that opportunity. I hope to find a way to make him change his mind and let me interview him.
When I first began work on Number 51807, I was aimless. I was angry and hurt and wanted those feelings to go away, and I thought creating would help that. My aimless creation resulted in Number 51806, an utterly useless thing with no purpose but to take up space. But in my research for making her, and then the execution, I did learn some valuable things about some valuable people. I started again, figuring out what I truly wanted out of my next creation. And what I wanted was to cause havoc in Pride. HER stomping grounds. I wanted to destroy, to fundamentally change the place she loved. I wanted to make her hurt as I did. This emotion and this goal resulted in Number 51807... in V3C70R... one of my finest creations.
My Creator. I was born from his jealousy and need for revenge. I was built to serve, manipulate, alter, and erase. I will take over hell, and burn it down to the ground. All in the name of My Creator, My Progenitor, My Father.
Próta... that's a name I haven't heard in a while. It was one of Yhtil's creations, the first, if I remember correctly. We never got to meet, though Yhtil talked about it plenty. I've always felt a bit jealous of it, having been her first creation. But more than anything I want to meet it. To have another who can remember my creator. Someone who knew her when she was happier.
One of my Creators Creation, perhaps her greatest! Though.... I've never really met him. I've certainly heard about him, and I've seen his creations from time to time. But I'm not entirely sure what he's like. From what I've heard though, it seems he's not the friendliest...
Vinves was Yhtil's mentor. Taught her everything she knew, or at least that's what Yhtil said. She thought very highly of this woman, and because of that I want nothing more than to meet her. For years I tried to continue my creator's work, to finish her project, the one that meant the most to her and that she pursued over my entire existence with her. I like to think that I finished her work. And I wish that Vinves could see Lydia and validate that. If Yhtil can't, I want Vinves to be proud of me.
One of Yhtil's Creations, made before her death. And one of the few that still live. It was not her last, but it was certainly one of her greatest. I believe he made an attempt at finishing her work, but I'm not sure he was successful. Even I do not know what she was attempting to do nearing her demise. Regardless, he's come a long way in the almost 600 years since his creation. But I fear it was not in the direction his creator wished for him. I shall keep an eye on him, in hopes that everything will turn out well, and prepare for the potential eventuality of things going awry.
Ah yes, my fabled creator. What a wonderful person he is, or so I'd heard from some of those who still believed he cared. He doesn't. I was a prototype for a security system he was developing. But part way through, he realized he didn't want autonomy. He wanted obedience. And so I was turned off, put away, and left to rot. Years later, I woke up, likely some pest hitting a button, and found that he not only left me behind, but the very facility I was left in. It was after that point that I vowed revenge. And now, with an army he had created behind me, I'll get that.