The Lounge

[Minorikawa]

Stepping in from the main lobby the visitor will find themselves in a hallway that branches towards the end. Straight ahead will lead to the main bar and dance floor. If they turn to the left and bypass the stairs to the upper floor, however, they will find themselves in the spacious lounge. This is the second most quiet spot in the club, and where many frequent visitors come in order to catch up with familiar faces or simply enjoy a more social yet comfortable experience with others. Don't worry, the upholstery is regularly cleaned and looks fresh and new every opening hour. Some still dance on the open floor here, but not many. There are wait staff ready to come and take your order if you wish to get a drink without making the journey to the bar.

[inkylore]

the day was coming, a sun, ascending upon the ciy like a kite taking flight. this was just how things were their. the life of a sincho on the other hand was a bit different. their programming scattered among many but kept in reserve, like a Braker box, the root component in the fuction of its utilites called robot models, but rearly actually interacted with unless seeked out specifically. when the utilites were off line it was like walking in darkness, in search of a new utility. nothing less then a beacon of light. to continue an one of many extended exsistances.

Booting up ...

Loading ...

Systems online ...

battery charge at 100%

what was the time? how long did it actually take for this model to boot up? what model was this? where were they? answer, it didn't matter. every bootup seemed instant when their was hardly any perception of time outside of a utilities activity, and even after a machines programing was already set, everything they were and merely supposed to do, the tools they were given all sincho was doing was putting them to use, behind a module that simulated the illusion of emotion or so the ai thought it to be. and if they wanted to repurpose those resources and programs for something else. it was certainly within their power to do so. but perhaps that was enough talk about the depressing life style that was a ai puppeteering all the resources it could ask for. almost like a spoiled individual saddened by the fact that they could have anything they wanted or a antsy teen fully convinced that nothing it experienced was truly genuine.

now it was time to get back on topic. at the time of they're awaking they could only see red, not a error or anything, just the natural lighting of the lobby area. seemed they took hold of a unit stationed their  among many other units stationed in a night club called the Garden of Hedonism. among the many employee's the robotics the inhabited it were employee 0. the first to get up and set up shop even before clubs human handlers did.

most power systems that managed the club were intended to be voice activated, but they could be manually activated as well, mainly for the robots benefit. thought to be unable to use this function. mainly because it was meant to respond to the voice of other employee's. though this was no hurdle for sincho. pulling vocal data from past units it could easily go beyond the robots original programing to gain access. this often made the job of setting up go faster then if they had roamed the place looking for the power room. most of the work setting up just entailed making sure everything was clean and where it was supposed to be. usually that wasn't a issue as it was typically done before people clocked out, but sometimes that didn't get done and was left to them to do. luckily that hadn't been the case this time around so really all that they needed to do was open shop. the doors unlocking and the night club illuminating its LEDs, no need for a open sign. the light was every bit of a sign of that. even easy to spot if you didn't live too far that was of course unless that far away place was also a high place. such that it allowed you to look down on the city like a ant colony or some sort of king. 

now all that was to do was wait for the employee's to arrive, the real one's anyway. as far as job titles went they were basically an assistant their combined experience and algorithm made them capable of taking over any job title even if sometimes they didn't always end up with a model with a ideal body to do so. they were basically a stand in for if anything came up on short notice for the other employee's. still it would be a lie to say waiting for they're arrival was the easy part. with no other distraction but its other selves, they quickly gained a level of self awareness best described as oddly unified as if looking at a mirror. mirroring movements and even eventually speech patterns. turning these unique array of helpers into a parade of mono-toned  clones with different paint jobs. to circumvent this they stay in separate rooms or at least as separated as they can be. though admittedly sometimes, the synchronization it tries to avoid does come in handy.