Rosette da Venice

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  • Age 518
  • Gender n/a
  • Race robot
  • Alignment neutral good
  • Voice Claim Sia, french/italian accent
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"I do not put myself in the business of blood. No, not anymore."

Rosette da Venice is a shy, anxious, outdoorsy robot that's been around since the Renaissance...somehow.

Her attire changes, depending on the time period she's in, but overall she prefers to wear shades of pink matched with black and white, and has soft, well-tended cornsilk hair, dyed to a cotton-candyish pink. She has full 'lips', with no visible cupid's bow. They are always black. Her 'pupils' are camera lenses, and the 'scleras' are camera shutters. This causes her 'pupils' to grow and shrink based on the amount of light available, or under certain emotional conditions. Her limbs join together with pseudo-ball-joints. She is fully articulated, though the stlye of joint does make it so that loose clothing or hair can get caught in them.

Trivia


DoB: April 23rd, 1500
Origin: Venice, Italy
Height: 5'8"
Build: waifish
Demeanor: timid, soft-spoken
Playlist: spotify
Likes
  • roses
  • the outdoors
  • books
Dislikes
  • violence
  • critical errors
  • being overwhelmed

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History


On April 23rd, 1500, an idea was brought to fruition. A wooden cube on little wheels, outfitted with intricate machinery on the inside, began its first full day of use. It swept the floors and had the amazing ability to adjust its path when confronted with an obstacle. Basically, Rosette began existence as the Original Roombaâ„¢.

The inventor, a man named Nicolos, dubbed the cube "Nicolosia", after himself, of course. His lifetime provided the time for the pathfinding techniques to become more and more refined. It became a pet project that he and his son, Marin, would work on together in the evenings.

Marin inherited Nicolosia from his father when he died, and likewise spent much of his time devoted to improving upon the feat of engineering that his father had created. Ferdinando, the third son of Marin, had the strangest idea for its design: make it humanoid. What better way to show off his own engineering skills? thought he.

Quite a number of prototypes were drafted, created, tested, and scrapped before one of them could even stand up on its own, let alone walk. It took him a few decades, at the expense of not having any children of his own, before he was able to make the robot stand up and walk around. Its shape was very crude and basic, looking more like a deformed metal posable doll. He died, and Nicolosia became the possession of Ferdinando's grandniece, Camilla Cavazza, who had a collection of dolls.

Nicolosia ended up being the driving force behind young Camilla's venture into engineering and artistry. It was she who refined Nicolosia's form into that of a young woman, and adjusted the mechanics around its standing and walking accordingly. Its aesthetics were built in this stage of life, though for the most part, the robot spent most of its time either powered off entirely or walking back and forth across a room.

Camilla's son gave her the idea to make Nicolosia into a cleaning machine again, as he lamented having to clean his room and wished that the robot could do it for him. From there, Camilla began working tirelessly to turn it into a passable maid.

By some miracle of science and engineering, she managed it, and in her late, late years, Camilla gifted her life's work to her grand-daughter, Maria Cavazza, as an early engagement gift. Nicolosia was a wonder--able to clean the house as if it were a living person. Somewhere, deep in its subroutines, it felt the spark of consciousness.

Maria Cavazza, however, did not end up married to the man she was engaged to. Instead, only days before the wedding, Maria took Nicolosia to France. She had been writing to a man from there secretly, and had planned to elope with him instead. The man ended up being a two-bit piece fo shit anyway, selling off Nicolosia as soon as he could find a buyer that offered him a decent price.

Nicolosia came into the care of a man named Jean Lafitte. The spark of consciousness was turning into full-blown sentience, and quickly. It had leanred to self-repair and self-improve, crafting itself an intelligence that rivalled a human's.

Jean Lafitte sent Nicolosia to work in his rose gardens, renaming her to "Rosette," as he hadn't been told her original name.

During one of her usual self-improvement sessions, Rosette developed the ability to speak, which surprised the shit out of Jean.

The conversation between the two of them eventually calmed down from the initial anxieties of "how the fuck did my glorified roomba learn how to talk and also have a personality all by itself" and settled into more casual tones, then friendly, then flirty, then as loves do. Jean Lafitte never married, and never had children.

Of course, he aged as everyone else did, but before Jean died, Rosette was stolen from her home in northern France, brought across the channel, and taken to England, where she would learn English and become the possession of an organized crime boss, kept safe by various political machines and corrupt police departments.

Upon the realization that she was a highly advanced machine with a personality and intelligence, the boss took her as his "girl," calling her Rosie and typically supplying her with weapons (her "thorns") and sending her along on heists due to her natural resistance to bullets due to how she, y'know, isnt organic.

Not soon enough for her taste, Rosette was taken and given to a rival boss's daughter as both a trophy of the father's triumph over the other gang, but as a part of his daughter's doll collection. Said father also spent his life's earnings gambling, and the daughter defected from her family with few possessions, which included Rosette since she was self-locomotive, and split to America as soon as she could.

Present


I put Rosette in a multitude of settings because I'm trash. Each one is technically an AU version, especially the Fallout 4 one where she dates Nick Valentine. . . even though they're so sweet together skldjsgklsdjfg

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Basically, I think the general rule of thumb is: if someone REALLY wants the blood that's inside of your body, and they're like... a vampire, or a dracula, or some sort of mansquito, then that's probably okay. A dracula and a mansquito are made for removing things like blood and swords from inside your body. That's basically fine.

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If something wants to get at your blood, and they're, say, some kind of murdersaurus, or maybe a really big frog, that's where the problems start to arise. A really frog is not made for removing blood, and your blood knows this, which is why it is so vehement about wanting to stay IN your body instead of coming out.

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Unfortunately, this will not deter a really big frog, because a really big frog is full of things like prizes, and value, and quite a lot of hatred, and it would REALLY rather like to replace any and all of those things with your blood, and basically by any means possible.

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