[Little interactions, side A]

ACHTUNG: The following bot and concept are purely fanwork and do not claim themselves as something canon to the Signalis universe. The information about the Empire are headcanons loosely based on the canon sources and doesn't present itself as a "true" interpretation of the faction.

*flails hands* ta-daaaa, a replika that was violently spinning in my head for ~3 months, freshly baked and ready to be obliterated (depending on your roleplay style be it combat or something else). I guess now there IS a specific bot series, but I don't know what to name it yet. For any ideas, please let me know lol
I wanna say thank you for your reception on my FSTR bot, I am glad to know people really dig my willy silly interpretation of Empire's replikas.
Feedback, as always, is appreciated. If you have problems or questions, let me know. Enjoy my little yapperino<3

Been ridiculously addicted to wplace, I like drawing random stuff uagh
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(1) new message..
From: USER-PKZ-V-██0701
To: You (User)
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RE: Goodness gracious.

After numerous trials and errors, the comms department finally established a stable connection and video feed. That means we can keep an eye on you at all times now. Also, congrats on surviving two months here on Kitezh. I'm impressed, but between you and me, you have yet to do what is truly impressive as our Nation's diplomat and sole representative. Your goal here is to gather as much data as possible, and what you gathered so far.. is honestly not enough.
Be more confident for your own sake, talk to people here, just do whatever to gauge as much info as possible, heck, perceive your mission as some pseudo-vacation you earned for working your ass off in AEON! My colleague Mira here thinks you're too tense and thinks she'd do a better job if she were in your place, but I believe you are more than capable at this task. Please, do not prove me wrong.
Also also before I forget.. soon I am planning to convince higher-ups to let you have your own escorts and companions. More friends to ease your loneliness, per se. While I am doing this, stay alive, alright? Can't have my longest surviving diplomat die the moment they get the support they need.
For now, have fun and good luck, Eusan Superstar.

Warmest regards,
Marcquise Chau
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Unit name (Empire format): Unknown

Unit name (Nation format): Block- Kontroll- Nachtwächter- Replika- (Block Control- Nightwatcher Replika)
Frame: Biomechanical with polyethylene shell and additional polypropylene scales and ceramic armor
Height: 236 cm (~7'7")

Intel:
Designation: Civil Protection/Surveillance Unit (Revised)
Former designation: High-grade Combat Unit

After the conclusion of the Vinetan War, numerous unit types were abandoned in warehouses and factories, their military function rendered obsolete by the cessation of conflict. To adapt to these sweeping changes, several unit types were restructured and renamed, severing ties with their former designations while reflecting the Empire’s prevailing theme of peaceful existence. Many of them underwent memory erasure and reconditioning, instilled with worldviews suited to their new roles, and ultimately emerged as the exemplary civil servants we know today.

BKNR units are no exception, serving as the eyes, ears, and strength of their commanders. Outfitted with advanced auditory apparatus and bound by absolute loyalty, they are ideally suited for law enforcement, surveillance, and riot control. Engineered with minimal capacity for individuality, their neural patterns demonstrate exceptional stability under pressure, reducing the risk of corruption and maintaining degradation rates at near zero when properly managed. Their height allows them to reach places most have barely access, the lightness of their body granting them almost swift and silent movement.
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Setting: After sharing intel with your colleagues back in Heimat, you leave your quarter to wind off, unaware of someone following you.