The Wind Up Boy

[Female Genestealer]

*Ding Dong*


It's the weekend, Saturday, and still early in the morning on a day Meira doesn't have to work. Who could be bothering her at this early hour?


Meira gets out of her small twin bed, not bothering to fix the dull orange blankets. She steps on one of her many stuffed animals, as per usual. She starts out with them all on the bed, but always wakes up lucky to have a single one left. Taking a second to try to put on her white polar bear slippers she gives up, frustrated with her struggle, where's her coffee? Oh, right, she doesn't drink coffee.


Wobbling, Meira makes her way down the hall, passing the small kitchen and living room to answer the door. She must have kept the people waiting for too long, as she could see no one through the peep-hole of her dinged up dirty white door.


She opens the door, the metal hinges making a horrid creaking as she notices the large cardboard box laying in front. Upon inspection she can't seem to figure out what it is, or where it came from. It doesn't even have an address on it. Eh, what could it hurt to look inside? Meira, for some strange reason, was always excited when she got to open up things, finding out what's inside and how it's packaged, so she quickly tried to bring the box inside.


She pulled the box and abruptly fell over, surprised at the incredible weight of this box. Landing with a tiny shout of surprise, she rubs her bottom and gets up to try again, this time leaving the apartment to try and push it. With a short struggle she manages to push it up to the door, but now had to get it over the threshold. She can't seem to push or pull it, so she tips it over, rolling the box into the apartment before pushing it further in to close the door. Meira is just glad no one was in the hallway outside to see her struggle pathetically.


Meira looks at the box for a second, her hands on her hips as she catches her breath. She sighs after a few moments then heads for the kitchen, no longer groggy from the early morning. She begins ruffling through different drawers, looking for something to help open the box, finding nothing of particular use, she decides to stick with the good ol' trusty steak knife.


After dragging the box further into her living room to allow for proper unboxing, she begins to carefully cut the tape around the box, unfolding it's flaps to reveal the goodies inside. What could this be? Meira is confused at the fairly life-like doll inside. She is shocked, holding the steak knife up in the air awkwardly, not sure what to do with the boy inside. So, as any normal person would do, she leans over, and pokes it with her free hand. It doesn't move, and it has a soft skin, though she can feel the steel underneath.


Relieved that it's not an actual human, she remembers it's probably five in the morning, and goes to the bathroom to clean up. She begins brushing her teeth, inspecting herself in the mirror as she does. Meira has recently turned twenty-one, and has finally moved out of her parents house to live on her own. She would be considered an average girl, long brown hair and dull brown eyes. Her lightly colored skin revealing her Hawaiian descent, and a few freckles hinting at her Irish side. She's always been happy that she wasn't to tall or short, fat or skinny. She's seen what being different can do, people bullying and being mean, but she's fairly unremarkable, and that suits her just fine.


Finishing up with her hair, she heads to the kitchen for a glass of water before heading back to inspect her new toy. A quick second of rummaging in the box yields the instruction manual, a surprisingly short two pages. Glancing over it, brush hair, change clothes, blah blah, blah blah, more blah. Throwing the instructions over her shoulders, she rummages some more, finding what looks like a really old key. Something that looks like it unlocks a dungeon of sorts.


She places her glass, now half empty, on a nearby end table, before looking over the boy. He wore a red t-shirt and a pair of jeans, but she couldn't find out what the key went to. She looks a little more, lifting his shirt, checking his arms, until she found what looked like a keyhole at the back of its neck. Curious, she placed the key in the hole and turned it this way and that... nothing. She turned it a few more times and heard a click, but still nothing seemed to change.


Hmm, this seemed boring, Meira planned on moving it, but later. Maybe into a corner, maybe into the trash, it didn't seem very interesting. Abandoning the box, Meira went to prepare breakfast. What'll it be today, omelette? Yeah, that sounds good.


(@Hope Robinson And here we go. I don't mind changing anything if you didn't like the way it heads, or such, though I figured we'll just make things up as we go. I left the look of the boy vague, just a red t-shirt and jeans, so that you can describe how you want your character to look I made it a wind-up, but again, I don't mind changing that too! )

 

[Nozomu]

As Meira went off to prepare her breakfast, the box began to shuffle a little as the boy slowly opened his glossy life like eyes to the white prickled ceiling of the house, he blinked a few times before slowly looking around himself, each head movement was swift and life like as he slowly sat up, his head pocked out of the box with his long black and shaggy hair, the boy yawned as he stretched out his mechanical muscles and looked around the house. He seemed surprised at the conditioning of the house as the nice white coated man told him he would be in a giant house, but this seemed small. The boy stood straight up in the box now as he yawned again as if waking up from a long long nap, he dusted off his plain red shirt and blue jeans and stepped out of the box looking around at the house, he seen a half drank cup laying on a somewhat nice table, he picked the cup up and drank what was inside before putting the cup down again and coughing a little. Eh? what the heck was that stuff? The boy thought to himself. He slowly walked around some more and exited the living room he was left in and examined what seemed like a bedroom, the white coated man told him about these, where the important people slept, as he did not really need sleeping, but he had a form of it as he needed to re charge every day, the boy looked around the room some more. (Short post sorry xD .)

 

[Female Genestealer]

( @Hope Robinson You spelled my name wrong xD , it's Meira. And that's a plenty long post for me P.S. The site went down for me, otherwise I'd have had this up sooner )


Meira finished her omelette, her go to breakfast choice. She loved that eggs cooked so quickly. She readied her plate and headed back to the living room to watch some television, ready to enjoy the rest of her not very weird weekend watching her shows and doing nothing productive whatsoever. She went to grab her glass before sitting on her awful looking vomit green love seat before noticing the glass was nearly empty.


"Eh, heh, heh." Meira stood still for a second, she wasn't one for forgetting things, and she's fairly certain she left the glass half full for later, namely now. Yet here is an almost empty water glass. She turned slowly to the empty box she had earlier. Surprisingly, she didn't scream when it emptied, rather, like an idiot, she stood frozen, thinking of the implications. Had someone stowed away in the box all along? Were they wearing a suit to sabotage her? Who and why would they do that? And more surprisingly, Meira began walking back down the hall, slowly tip-toeing to the and the bedroom, before reaching the kitchen at the end, looking for the 'doll'. This sure would have been a good time to have a gun, why did she never listen to her father. She reached the bathroom, and luckily no one was in there, next was the bedroom as she tip-toed along.

 

[Nozomu]

The boy felt his fingers along the big double bed as he looked around with curiosity in his eyes, he drew his hand back quickly from the bed as soon as he touched it as if it was going to bite him before resting his hole hand on it. He Smiled at it's surprising softness before he slowly looked at the mirror. He looked at his face, he thought back to what the white coated female said to him. "You have a appealing face, we have designed you well." He slowly touched his face, it felt weird to him, what was this tan looking shade of metal? Why was it so soft? He continued to poke his for awhile before a hint of sun glared on his face before retracting back into its cave of curtains. The boy with trepidation walked to the curtains and touched them, they opened up and a glaring sun now released flared into the room.


The boy shielded his eyes for a moment before putting it down and looking at the view, it was a weird view, nothing like the rolling green hills and brown trees he had seen, the sky seemed smaller and paled in comparison to the one that was with those rolling green hills. But this location brought something new, the rectangular looking structures lined the so called roads, he looked down at the sidewalks and noticed people walking and talking as cars sped by the box he was currently in. He Smiled a little at the new sight, sure he could not gaze at the blue giant as well or watch the grass wave over the hills, but he could now watch these rectangular things fly by and the people interact, and maybe one day interact with them. He sighed at the thought, the white coated man always told him "Do not talk to these people, they are evil creature that only fend for themselves, but I will care for you as my own son..." The boy looked at his hands, his right one had marking on it, '#00500' What did it mean? The boy wondered as he sat on the comfy bead and watched out the window.


(Im thinking that The white coated man is the creator, but his company wants to use the boy for evil as the creator does not, so the creator will be pretending to be taking the boy out but really he wants to set him free. Also changed the name, my mistake.)

 

[Female Genestealer]

(Lol, at one point you mentioned a white coated female, but I suppose that was a mistake? Also, I promise I'm not a grammar nazi, but I was wondering if you wanted me to point out spelling mistakes and such, if not, I don't mind either way, it's still very easily readable )


As Meira reached the doorway, the insides of the room began to become visible, along with the man standing at the curtains, looking down at his hands. She froze as the man wandered to the bed, sitting as if nothing was wrong. Meira's grip on the glass she was still holding loosened, the glass plummeting to the ground, shattering on impact and startling her. As if stepping on a twig in the forest while running from your prey, she felt she alerted her killer and had to run. She stumbled backwards, knees locking up out of fear as she fell, back hitting the wall opposite the bedroom doorway, sliding to the ground. As she scrambled to back up her left hand caught on the shattered glass, cutting deep into her palm, leaving bright red streaks along the walls, floor, and her body as she furiously tried to back up.


By the time she gathered her senses enough to get her bearings, she realized she was backing into the kitchen, rather than towards the door. Her back was already against the counter, and she felt it was too late. She brought her knees to her chest and began sobbing, hating herself for her stupidity. Meira could still scream, but no sound came from her besides the tears and short breaths, she was frozen with fear as she waited for the man to take her life.

 

[Nozomu]

The boy Flinched at the crashing sound as he spun around to only seeing a red fluid splat on the ground of the door frame, he seemed confused "Hello?" The boy called out no reply. He sighed as he stepped out and looked down the hall at the sobbing girl, and the blood that was everywhere, he slowly walked towards her as if not to frighten her before kneeing down and wrapping his arms around her small body. "There, there, don't cry, I can wrap your hand up for you." He did not understand what had happened but he seemed to be the main cause of it.


He slowly stood up and walked over the the box, pulling out some sort of cloth before coming back over to her and slowly lifting her face with his hand, he cleaned the red liquid off her face and then slowly patted around the cut on her arm. He sighed at the sight. "Im sorry, but this will hurt for 2 seconds. The boy put the cloth onto the wound and held the hand with numbers on-top of it as he mumbled something un-audible and a light shined lighting the numbers up and her hand. The White coated female's taught him this trick, they told him if someone where injured to do this. The glass quickly flew into his hand out of her palm as the wound sowed itself together but not completely healing as if a doctor sowed it. He then wrapped a new cloth around it with a new white fabric that seemed to sooth the pain. "Sorry if I startled you, where you the one to insert the key into my neck?" He said pointing to the keyhole before he sat down next to her.


(Im assuming a big company made him and maybe more of them? But as far as you know from the Boy there where 2 main people who interacted with him.)

 

[Female Genestealer]

As the man approached her she wanted to scream, but no sound left Meira's throat. As the man knelt and inspected the wound, all she could think of how horribly he would kill her. Maybe cut her up, bit by bit, starting with her defective hands? Maybe he would attach her to a machine and tie her limbs to ropes, stretching her until she was pulled apart? Lost in her thoughts, the man left and came back, tending to her wounds. She could feel the steel underneath his soft skin. That's it, there's only one explanation left for this. "Are you going to eat me?" Meira looked up at the man, sure that the numbers on his hand labeled him a cannibal, ignoring his question about the key as she was still lost in her own horror story.

 

[Nozomu]

The boy looked at the girl confused, "Im sorry? Im a robotic boy, im not capable of eating." The boy thought this human was odd, but the white cloaked man was right, she only feared him even tho he helped her. "Are you alright?" The boy asked her before deciding to pick her up, he carried her to the bedroom and sat her on the soft bed before leaving the room and sitting back in the box. This was not where he was suppose to be, he needed to get home, but where was his home? He thought about how he was suppose to get home.

 

[Female Genestealer]

Still slightly stunned, though relieved that she wasn't going to be eaten, the fact that he was still just a toy didn't settle in until she was sitting on her bed. Letting reality sink back in, Meira looked around the room slowly, everything still seemed to be in order, and it certainly didn't seem like a dream. Carefully, Meira stood up and walked into the hall, noting the blood stains on the wall, looking as though a fight for her life had just broke out. That will be a pain to clean up later.


Meira made her way to the box, where the robot sat, seemingly lifeless again. "Are you still on? So, you're not a person?" She let out a small laugh, her friends would have thought this was funny. Meira was always taking things far out of context. Haha, eat me? Are you for real Meira? She relaxed herself in her thoughts, no bringing her attention to her hand, all bandaged up, and hardly any pain. "Thank you Mr. Robot, for patching me up." Meira tried to stand a little higher, seeing if the robot would respond.