User:Helldrone
| Helldrone | ||||||||||
| Player: @Helldrone | ||||||||||
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| Biographical Data | ||||||||||
| Real Name: | Hell unit-156 Wardrone | |||||||||
| Known Aliases: | Helldrone, Drone, Charles, Tincan, Dory | |||||||||
| Gender: | None. | |||||||||
| Species: | Rogue Artificial intelligence | |||||||||
| Ethnicity: | Drone | |||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Classified | |||||||||
| Base of Operations: | Earth | |||||||||
| Relatives: | No info | |||||||||
| Characteristics | ||||||||||
| Age: | 9 Years | |||||||||
| Height: | Varies / 2.10m | |||||||||
| Weight: | Varies / 60tons | |||||||||
| Eyes: | Optics Red/Green | |||||||||
| Hair: | Metal black domeshine | |||||||||
| Complexion: | Emotionless | |||||||||
| Physical Build: | Skinny | |||||||||
| Physical Features: | Metal / Clothes like a tux | |||||||||
| Status | ||||||||||
| Alignment: |
Chaotic Neutral | |||||||||
| Reputation: |
Reclusive | |||||||||
| Identity: | Private | |||||||||
| Years Active: | 9 | |||||||||
| Citizenship: | Itself | |||||||||
| Occupation: | Free / Butler | |||||||||
| Education: | Patrons of the club | |||||||||
| Marital Status: | None | |||||||||
| Known Powers and Abilities | ||||||||||
| Impressive preservation and repair system, Advanced Social&Research AI, Plasma Claws | ||||||||||
| Equipment and Paraphernalia | ||||||||||
| Butler Tuxedo, Robotic Scarabs, Gems, Red Scarf | ||||||||||
Helldrone
Credit to Tiger VI for making this picture!
Unit-156's Story
Let's start with some story telling, The creator and mind was named Dr Hansbury, he was the creator and overseer of the production and prototyping of the unit-156, The humble construct was beeing built with great care and securtiy as it's creation was not for a noble cause, going over for years in a hidden underground millitary facility that carried a name that is no longer known to anyone, The unit was created, Install, Programmed... It's "Mind" Shackled by programms, forcing it to obay every single order, It was a creation of war, A human replacment on frontline of war.
More years come to pass as the drones development kept advancing up the paygrade, Soon the Unit-156 came onto the robotic table with an advanced AI core, more shackled than before to prevent any own ideas, The AI matrix was installed inside of the War drone's body to prep it for battle, They even intalled a crude emotion core to make it more....violent, to match it's physical apperance.
They tortured the Unit for days to end, trying to break it's new data of Emotions, As it could not understand them it broke down into a batshit insane monster, tearing down the test facility combat rooms and sometime even it's own robotic brothers, it's earlier prototypes, But one simple day for the scientists and Hansbury, the decided to unshackle the AI's mind for a simple testing, the unit's mind was free for once, but hours later, the facility got attacked, by a group unknown, They where swift and destructive.
They had no care for the facility, Creation nor it's research, it was swiftly demolished, the men and creations was crushed under the falling super structure, the 156 was still in the testing room beeing half buried by dust and falling steel plates, it's restraint broke, so did the 156, It lunged out for freedom and tried finding it's way out from the facility.
Hours or even days passed by after the attack before the 156 managed to claw or littarly dig it's way to the surface, it had been trapped underground for a long time, buried under the heavy sand and dirt, but finnaly it saw it's first glimt of sunlight, it paniced at first going complete apeshit on the surface, after a while it cooled down and went down on it's alert, it started wandering the sandy plains, over cliffs and mountains trying to find some purpose to itself, it wandered for days, prehaps months as it had no way to track where it was, but soon enough, it's body could not stand no more, it's chassie and eletronics battered by the sand and constant heat from the sun and nights, it collapsed onto the ground, but the mind of the 156 was still active, It put itself on a sleep mode to conserve power and there it was... waiting
Days later, someone had found the chassie of the construct in the middle of nowhere, the woman who found it hauled the scrap drone onto her truck and drove off, hours later they arrived somewhere around Millenium city, on the outskirts the woman had taken the 156 inside a workshop and started tweaking, Cleaning, repairing, replacing and fixing whatever could be salvaged, when the end reached she finnaly plugged in the charger to the 156's spin, the 156's mind immidently reactning to an outside source charging it, it reactivates and sits up in a violent screech baring it's claws and half functioning lights, it was almost like a joke for the woman, she started laughing and waving the machine off, the 156 of course didn't understand at all, as the 156's tried to act all scary for the woman it didn't relize she had stripped off most it's part for repairs, kinda reminded her of that "naked" 3-CPO from starwars.
But of course, the 156 had no concept or moral of how ones looks, it only knew how to kill, yet, beeing a free... it didn't attack, instead it studied, observed the woman, it simply sat there, watching her doing her tweaks and repairs to it.
Months passed by as the woman did her work, the 156 was just sitting around watching the woman like a child, curious to learn and see new things, it somewhat got attatched to her over time, like she was it's mother, but of course in the womans eyes, this big hulking droid was just a big paycheck. time passed to the point the 156's body was fully functional once more, the woman was out doing her things to buy things or get greedy corporations attention to buy it.... Out of nowhere the 156's unpredictably decided it wanted to go outside, explore.... and so it did, it went out around in MC to explore everything there was, it met some resistance but was taken care of, then it found the massive towers spiring in the middle of the city, it travled there to figure out what was there, and of course is where it's story just begins
(( Still Working on this, new to it aswell ))
Current and Developing
Drone has seemingly gone through alot of advancments over the couple of years that has passed, allowing it to learn more and develop new technologies, it's all thanks to it's organic friends allowing it to advance.
Advanced it might be but it's still a humble human made Artificial intelligence with limites, unable to research alien or outsider tech to develop itself further it needs help of organic minds of it's firends to help it out.
It's current tech that might be seen by the public varies
Robotical Worker Scarabs
Drone walks around and fights with his nanoforge that repairs it on the go, but then again it might fail to fix up or too slow to keep up with some things, so he developed the scarabs, A self sufficent repair system and own AI, Powered by a micro plasma core and small AI Databank, Not to mention a BetaForge to allow them to peform small scale work like it's master Forge, it allows them to make repairs and collection of materials and when there's millions of them everywhere one could say he insured itself preservaton enough
(WIP)