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Character: Infiltration Unit Zeta ("Zee" for short)
Series: The Zeta Project
Age: ~2 yrs old (default appearance ~20)
Canon: Infiltration Unit Zeta is a "synthoid" created by the National Security Agency (NSA) , programmed to mimic a target, infiltrate their ranks, and ultimately eliminate the target and all known accomplices. A super-advanced robot, Zeta is the perfect spy and an efficient killer. Or rather, he was, until his secretly-implanted conscience module activated and he learned the value of human life. While on assignment approximately a year ago, Zeta learned that his target was innocent. It was at this point that Zeta went rogue -- he refused to eliminate the target, and has been on the run from the NSA (who believe he was reprogrammed by the terrorists and needs a memory wipe) ever since. Zeta's new mission? Find Dr. Selig, the man who created him, and prove to the world that he can be peaceful.
Zeta, or "Zee" as his human sidekick Ro calls him, is remarkably kind and selfless. He travels the country with Ro making new allies and searching for his creator, repeatedly putting his metallic life and limb on the line to save those in danger. He enjoys riding motorcycles and loves children and flowers, but long walks on the beach would likely get sand in his joints. Zeta's main issue with being on the run is that since he's no longer using pre-assembled data to mimic someone in particular, he doesn't know how to "play human." Zeta is, for all intents and purposes, an extraordinarily well-read child in a robot's body. Puppyish and innocent, he has a lot to learn about humanity and emotions and love, but his curiosity and intelligence are more than adequate for the task.
Sample: I'm glad you decided to stay in the car, Ro, this one really is top secret and I couldn't risk having to cover you as well as myself. But don't worry -- you'll be able to hear me and see what I see on the vidscreen. I'm sorry this isn't more entertaining for you. They should really cut down some of these trees and put up a parking facility -- this has been an awfully long walk from the road. Wait... Magnify: 40x. Yes, there are buildings down there, I will keep going. Strange that the net said Dr. Selig would be here. This doesn't look like the sort of place to hold a secret robotics conference.
Oh. I stand corrected. But of what use is a robotic cow? Cows are valued by humans because they produce milk and meat, and a robotic cow can do neither of those things. Your average cow is also considered to be too large for a housepet, not that this model is full-sized. Hello, little Cowbot. My name is Zee. Are you lost? I don't think there are any presentations going on out here, but if you come with me, I'm sure we'll find your creator. I'm looking for mine, as well. All the people seem to be over that way--Cowbot, no! Not in the water! You aren't a real cow, I don't think you can... no, clearly you can't swim. I hope you're waterproof like I am. Ro, I'm going to have to go in after it, but I don't think you'll be able to see anything, so--oh. Hold on, a rescue is already in progress.
Scanning: 2x. Zombies. Fictional monsters; the undead. But these are behaving with an abnormal degree of altruism. Excuse me, zombies? I have a few questions for you, if that's alright. Although my data says you're monsters, your actions are kind -- is it possible you're also fighting against your programming? Neither the little Cowbot nor I have brains, of course, so there's no point in attacking. But being undead, I wouldn't expect the higher thought processes of logic to still be intact. Well, zombies?
...it would appear that only word they can say is 'brains,' Ro. Just a moment. Processing: Cross-referencing linguistic patterns. It would seem they're talking about finding a new member for their synchronized swim team. I don't believe the cowbot would be an ideal choice -- oh, you meant me? While I could take your form, I could not interchange my limbs with yours, and that appears to be a crucial part of your routine -- no, please don't try to prove me wrong. I'm afraid I will not be joining you, but thank you for rescuing the Cowbot. There, little Cowbot, run along.
Hmm. The presence of zombies implies it would in fact be dangerous for humans to enter into this area, and my satellite maps indicate that the road I walked from is the only one through the region. I do not believe this is a robotics conference after all. Perhaps the NSA has a file on this place.
Accessing: NSA Mainframe. Downloading file: Camp Fuck You Die.
Download complete.
...now I'm even more confused.
Character: Infiltration Unit Zeta ("Zee" for short)
Series: The Zeta Project
Age: ~2 yrs old (default appearance ~20)
Canon: Infiltration Unit Zeta is a "synthoid" created by the National Security Agency (NSA) , programmed to mimic a target, infiltrate their ranks, and ultimately eliminate the target and all known accomplices. A super-advanced robot, Zeta is the perfect spy and an efficient killer. Or rather, he was, until his secretly-implanted conscience module activated and he learned the value of human life. While on assignment approximately a year ago, Zeta learned that his target was innocent. It was at this point that Zeta went rogue -- he refused to eliminate the target, and has been on the run from the NSA (who believe he was reprogrammed by the terrorists and needs a memory wipe) ever since. Zeta's new mission? Find Dr. Selig, the man who created him, and prove to the world that he can be peaceful.
Zeta, or "Zee" as his human sidekick Ro calls him, is remarkably kind and selfless. He travels the country with Ro making new allies and searching for his creator, repeatedly putting his metallic life and limb on the line to save those in danger. He enjoys riding motorcycles and loves children and flowers, but long walks on the beach would likely get sand in his joints. Zeta's main issue with being on the run is that since he's no longer using pre-assembled data to mimic someone in particular, he doesn't know how to "play human." Zeta is, for all intents and purposes, an extraordinarily well-read child in a robot's body. Puppyish and innocent, he has a lot to learn about humanity and emotions and love, but his curiosity and intelligence are more than adequate for the task.
Sample: I'm glad you decided to stay in the car, Ro, this one really is top secret and I couldn't risk having to cover you as well as myself. But don't worry -- you'll be able to hear me and see what I see on the vidscreen. I'm sorry this isn't more entertaining for you. They should really cut down some of these trees and put up a parking facility -- this has been an awfully long walk from the road. Wait... Magnify: 40x. Yes, there are buildings down there, I will keep going. Strange that the net said Dr. Selig would be here. This doesn't look like the sort of place to hold a secret robotics conference.
Oh. I stand corrected. But of what use is a robotic cow? Cows are valued by humans because they produce milk and meat, and a robotic cow can do neither of those things. Your average cow is also considered to be too large for a housepet, not that this model is full-sized. Hello, little Cowbot. My name is Zee. Are you lost? I don't think there are any presentations going on out here, but if you come with me, I'm sure we'll find your creator. I'm looking for mine, as well. All the people seem to be over that way--Cowbot, no! Not in the water! You aren't a real cow, I don't think you can... no, clearly you can't swim. I hope you're waterproof like I am. Ro, I'm going to have to go in after it, but I don't think you'll be able to see anything, so--oh. Hold on, a rescue is already in progress.
Scanning: 2x. Zombies. Fictional monsters; the undead. But these are behaving with an abnormal degree of altruism. Excuse me, zombies? I have a few questions for you, if that's alright. Although my data says you're monsters, your actions are kind -- is it possible you're also fighting against your programming? Neither the little Cowbot nor I have brains, of course, so there's no point in attacking. But being undead, I wouldn't expect the higher thought processes of logic to still be intact. Well, zombies?
...it would appear that only word they can say is 'brains,' Ro. Just a moment. Processing: Cross-referencing linguistic patterns. It would seem they're talking about finding a new member for their synchronized swim team. I don't believe the cowbot would be an ideal choice -- oh, you meant me? While I could take your form, I could not interchange my limbs with yours, and that appears to be a crucial part of your routine -- no, please don't try to prove me wrong. I'm afraid I will not be joining you, but thank you for rescuing the Cowbot. There, little Cowbot, run along.
Hmm. The presence of zombies implies it would in fact be dangerous for humans to enter into this area, and my satellite maps indicate that the road I walked from is the only one through the region. I do not believe this is a robotics conference after all. Perhaps the NSA has a file on this place.
Accessing: NSA Mainframe. Downloading file: Camp Fuck You Die.
Download complete.
...now I'm even more confused.