Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20150114030730/@comment-26005135-20150227211354

Eureka Enderborn wrote: Whoops. That person above was me. Forgot to log in.

Eureka walked down Midnight's stairs toward his cellar. "Do you have any melon juice in here? That's all I can drink." When he opened the door, however, his attention was immediately drawn to the man in the room.

Eureka stared long and hard at Elfbot. Eventually he walked over and touched Elfbot's face. "Hmm... intelligent robotic construct, power core not of technological origin, seemingly of inferior design, further analysis required. Dimensional origin: this one." Eureka took a step back, his ornate Elven armor glittering in the torchlight just as the dark skin on his left didn't reflect any light at all.

"What are you?" Intelligent robotic construct. Power core: Nuclear. Design: Elven, with all the bells and whistles, and lots of experience of working in the cellars. Dimensional origin: Valinor

What am I? I am a machine created to awaken when great powers shake the world and lands plunge into war, and was attacked by orcs in the mountains. As you can see, I have not yet repaired the damage. I am a machine.

Here is your melon juice.