[Well, alright then. To say this is a bad wake-up would be an understatement, and oona wastes no time in voicing his displeasure by screaming. Loudly.
The screaming turns into unintelligible cursing as she scrambles from the doll... body...things, breathing hard.] Eh? Eh!? Fake? Who-- Poor joke! Not funny! [Her speech is broken and strangely accented, but that's not important. What IS important is the savage kicking she does against the bodies in retaliation for them having scared her so badly.
How dare they.
Sorry, was that your friend she's kicking?]
Stupid-- Stupid! Wake up, and here? Why does it look so bad? Everything looks bad! ["bad' may be an understatement, but she doesn't know how else to describe it]
[Phase III]
Eh, do not know about robots, but... CERES can drown. [At least she appreciates that part of the idea. She tilts her head from one side to the other before approaching.]
Have questions. Answer them! [Her arrogant sounding demand is met with that blank stare and then-- BONK. Off the robot goes as Oona flails backwards with a comical indignant spluttering and squawking, falling right on her ass]
Wha-- What--!? See that? Saw, right? [She looks around in disbelief for someone else to commiserate with. LOOK AT THIS INJUSTICE SHE FACED]
[Phase IV]
Rain! Real rain! [Well at least someone's having fun. Oona laughs in delight, running about in the rain, dancing and spinning around in open joy. She's barely dressed for this--tiny shorts and a tank top that's unfortunately (?) white. The fact tht it's going see-through and she's very obviously not wearing anything underneath it doesn't bother her in the slightest.
Sorry everyone else?
She jumps into puddles like a kid, sending water splashing and kicking water at anyone passing by, grinning wickedly] Were looking little dry! [What a shit]
Oona | OTA
[Well, alright then. To say this is a bad wake-up would be an understatement, and oona wastes no time in voicing his displeasure by screaming. Loudly.
The screaming turns into unintelligible cursing as she scrambles from the doll... body...things, breathing hard.] Eh? Eh!? Fake? Who-- Poor joke! Not funny! [Her speech is broken and strangely accented, but that's not important. What IS important is the savage kicking she does against the bodies in retaliation for them having scared her so badly.
How dare they.
Sorry, was that your friend she's kicking?]
Stupid-- Stupid! Wake up, and here? Why does it look so bad? Everything looks bad! ["bad' may be an understatement, but she doesn't know how else to describe it]
[Phase III]
Eh, do not know about robots, but... CERES can drown. [At least she appreciates that part of the idea. She tilts her head from one side to the other before approaching.]
Have questions. Answer them! [Her arrogant sounding demand is met with that blank stare and then-- BONK. Off the robot goes as Oona flails backwards with a comical indignant spluttering and squawking, falling right on her ass]
Wha-- What--!? See that? Saw, right? [She looks around in disbelief for someone else to commiserate with. LOOK AT THIS INJUSTICE SHE FACED]
[Phase IV]
Rain! Real rain! [Well at least someone's having fun. Oona laughs in delight, running about in the rain, dancing and spinning around in open joy. She's barely dressed for this--tiny shorts and a tank top that's unfortunately (?) white. The fact tht it's going see-through and she's very obviously not wearing anything underneath it doesn't bother her in the slightest.
Sorry everyone else?
She jumps into puddles like a kid, sending water splashing and kicking water at anyone passing by, grinning wickedly] Were looking little dry! [What a shit]