Sioda |
Sioda (See-oh-dtha) |
A whimsical kind of creature made of crystal glass and silver, it calls System mother and remembers very little but seems to have fogy impressions of how the mess functions.
A face of three spherical black eyes shimmer at you, odd tendrils ending in leafy triangles sprout from the back of the softened and equally triangular orb of a face. There is no nose or lips or other features but the three shimmering black eyes and the odd quality of lids that close over them and some how dismiss their black shimmer quality while doing so.
For the being before you is transparent of flesh, shimmering silvery wire intricately meshed just beneath the surface, coiling in circles and crisscrosses and spirals, artistically catching refracted light in the glittering meshwork.
From head comes neck and from neck comes a swelling that suggests the torso and chest of a living creature, the lattice of silver becomes regular on each side and suggest a vague lung/ribcage synthesis of fibers that mirror each other on either side. The chest narrows down into something like a waist and a thick tightly meshed tube of woven silver shines slight blue with flickers of charge, disappearing down into the swell of an arachnid style abdomen.
The lattice again becomes symmetrical, this time resembling a form of three columns going down the abdomen, bright flickers of light shine and explode over the nearly web like internal structure finally terminating in the faux musculature of a thigh. This thigh melts down into a reversed knee-joint which sprouts a single shin that continues down to a branching.
From this branching three ball-in-socket limbs sprout off, each jointed thrice more before finally ending in almost flipper like extrusions of three tendril petal digits. On the inner side of these digits filaments of the silvery wire (which spiral and loop through these limbs like amalgam of tree branch and circuitry) can be seen to occasionally extrude in order to offer a finer 'touch' to things.
At the joining point of waist and abdomen a pair of similar leg arrangements sprouts out, seeming quite dexterous in reaching any point around the Novempod.
The Short Version: There is actualy no other, the being recalls only an impression of its own formation at the designs of System who it now identifies as its mother. Beyond that nothing remains of its original memory other then that its mother says that its original self was removing 'garbage' data.
To play with you! It loves all kinds of things, you can try to physicaly break it if you want or you can be tender and close together It does not much mind.
By nature of construction, nano and picto scale technology plus basic instantiator capacity but prefers to do things hands on with physical contact and construction rather then willing stuff into being. It could probably learn more conventional methods of technology if others were willing to teach it.