nexus_crossings | I Can't Believe It's Not Spaaaaaace!

I Can't Believe It's Not Spaaaaaace!

So, what were the odds of a new visitor falling from the sky?

Because that's exactly what's happening here. The only warning is a panicked screaming from above before a limbless robot sphere drops in from out of nowhere and crashes into a conveniently placed couch.

"AAAGH!" The robot's optic darts about as he tries to get some sense of where he is. "What? Is this space? I mean, of course this isn't space, looks like it. But then again, I honestly have no idea where I am."

Talkative, ain't he?

"How did I even get here without getting smashed up and dying?!"

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Okay a sentient(?) robot just crash landed in the Plaza and it does not appear to be aligned with or part of Ultron nor does it seem to have a companion around like the only other little bot Steve knows in the Nexus.

He hurries over to the wreck of a couch and peers over what was once the back of it.

"Are...are you alright little guy?"

"Huh?"

The optic looks right up at the human. "Oh, ello! I'm okay!"

It sounds like Stephen Merchant and it looks really banged up. " .. Ish. Where am I?"

"That's good."

It doesn't seem to be able to get around on its own though. Steve carefully reaches down and lifts the little bot out of the wreckage of the couch.

"There we go. Well, uh. I'm not sure where you came from, but you're in the Plaza now. Of the Nexus. See?"

Steve hoists him up so he can get a look at the people coming and going from the Nexus. Predominantly humans, though there are other species as well.

Oooh, now this is a nice view! Thank you for picking him up, human.

"Huh... Nice place you got here, mate. Much more cozy than space... And the lab, probably better than the lab as well. Seeing a huge lack of robots, though. That's gonna be a bit tough to get used to..."

He rambles a lot. That's normal.

"You want me to set you down somewhere?"

He's really not sure where would be convenient, but a not-wrecked couch might be a good start.

"There's some robots here. I'm friends with two of them. But not many, I gotta admit."

"Uh... Sure. And I guess I don't mind too much. Could be worse."

There's a sound of heavy footsteps approaching before something darts into view: another silver robot with a central blue optic. There are a few differences, though. The stranger is small enough to fit in a human's palm, his shell's much pointier - and he can float on his own power. Lucky bastard.

"Excuse me? Are... um, are you damaged?" The newcomer certainly seems like some type of AI. "Do you need some help?"

Wheatley was about the size of a basketball.

"Uh, now that you mention it... Mayyybe-"

And he looks up at the strange robot.

"Hey! How come you're floating!?"

"Well, I'm a Ghost. All of us can float. It would be kind of hard to get around otherwise. Er, no offence." It doesn't... look like the new bot has any propulsion systems? But what sense does that make?

Before Ghost can ask about that, the owner of those footsteps catches up: a humanoid robot who looks to stand about six feet in her plate armor and who peers down at the smaller machines cheerfully. "Hey there! Found a new friend, Ghost?"

"Wha- Lucky you! I have to use the management rails to move around! And there are none here, I think. You probably don't even know what a management rail is, do you-"

Here, a new voice cuts in, and Wheatley's jealous rant is almost instantly silenced.

"... Uh. Hello?"

"Anti-violence field. Welcome to the Nexus"

And there's a large polar bear glancing down at the talking robot ball, black eyes blinking calmly. Without warning, he leans down and picks Wheatley up, dusting off the robot with one paw until he's cleaner than before.

"Hello, talking ball-robot."

"Anti-WhaaaAAAAAAH!"

WHAT IS THIS THING GRABBING HIM HE IS GONNA DIE- Oh. Hang on. It seems friendly. Whatever it is.

"Uh- Hi...? I'm Wheatley... Please don't eat me, giant white bear thing?"

Oops. Ice Bear nearly drops Wheatley upon hearing his screams, but doesn't want to hurt his new companion. Instead, he places the robot on a nearby sofa gently.

"Ice Bear will not eat a robot. Ice Bear can try to help, however."

That startles him more! Please do not drop him!

Oh, wait, he's being put on a sofa. That's a lot safer, thank you for proving yourself to be trustworthy, bear friend.

"Ice Bear? Is that- Is that your name?"

No dropping today, thankfully! Instead, the sofa is thankfully sturdy and should seat Wheatley securely. Ice Bear takes a chair across from the robot, paws resting in his lap calmly.

"Yes. Ice Bear visits the Nexus from time to time. Multi-dimensional hub where people gather." A small tilt of his head. "Where did Wheatley come from? Do you need Ice Bear's help?"

Yay. Just what a core needs.

"Multi dimensional- Wait, did I fall through a portal? They have portals in space?!" He blinks in surprise before realizing, "I didn't see a portal to here though, kind of weird. Also, I don't know if they developed portal technology to other worlds yet. Maybe they will?"

He rambles a lot. It's normal.

"... Oh! Right, I don't actually come from space. I was just kind of stuck up there for a while after this massive accident. Don't ask." It's embarrassing. "I'm actually from this research facility called Aperture Science. Have you heard of it?"

Wheatley gets a soft pat on the top of his round body with one paw. It's very clear that the bear likes having a non-human companion right now.

"Possibly. Could be a tear in your dimension that brought you here." He shrugs his shoulders. "Maybe. Ice Bear knows about PINpoints. Uses teleportation technology to go places."

The rambling doesn't bother Ice in the slightest. His two brothers talk a lot, after all.

"Okay. Ice Bear hasn't heard of Aperture Science. Must not exist where Ice Bear is from. Did you work for them?"

Why are you hitting him softly he isn't sure what to think.

"PIN-points? Uh? Not sure what you're talking about, but yes I did work there for a while. Not the best job in the world. Had to tend to all the smelly humans- No offense, if any of your friends are human or anything- But then I had one gig where I helped manage the facility that did not go well... But yeah. Ended up in space after a freak accident. Been there ever since."

Friendly pettings, to say the least. He's almost treating the robot like a pet. Something must be off with this bear.

"Humans are smelly, especially ones that ride the bus." Ewww. Thankfully, Ice Bear is all about being clean and neat. "Are you trying to get back to space then? Is Wheatley broken?" Because, let's face it, he's never met a robot that can't move on their own. "Might be hard to get home from the Nexus."

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