w85h @ NNRRRPPB! said:
Name: W85H
Race: Droid
Age: Current Construction 15 Years but some of his parts are ancient
Faction: Formerly the property of B055 holomedia services but now lost property.
Occupation: Primarily a washdroid (menial laundry robot) but has minimal language and protocol skills
Weapons: It is against W85H's programming to carry weapons
Weapon Proficiencys: none
Equipment: Internal wash systems and low grade language programming
Ship(s): None
History: Assembled from a basic 3P0 body and custom parts. W85H is willing to offer his skills to anyone who will give him shelter, a recharge and a good oil bath but remains a free spirit. Conventional restraining bolts will not hold him long as his heavily modified construction causes them to malfunction quickly.
RP Example: W85H picked up his third anonymous bundle of laundry and payment from the drop point in near the speeder park. The instructions seemed easy to decipher but there were symbols he couldn't recognise and this troubled him greatly.
w85h @ NNRRRPPB! said:
W85H stood on the outskirts of town, brushed the sand off his body and looked up at the stars.
He thought he saw something resembling words and numbers in the sky but couldn't discern their meaning or relevance.
He felt something akin to sadness, a long and distant hollow sensation that something had passed him by.
That somehow he was too late perform some task of importance.
He carried in his hand a bowl of hot noodles but couldn't remember where they were meant to be delivered to.
He noticed a small desert rodent looking up at his large cuboid gold head.
Taking pity on the creature he left the bowl on the floor and watched it feast on it contents.
"It's all very confusing, this life thing" he said to the rodent, "perhaps it makes sense at the end of time...perhaps."
W85H walked away into the darkness until the moons no longer reflected off his metal body and the noise of his aching servos were but a long distant memory.
That brought a tear to my eye. Even if the washbot gave my long-awaited noodle bowl to a damn rat.