Okay this is the last Nova bot I swear

I mean, I'm doing this because it was a comment suggestion but like... 3 times in a row? You can ask me to a bot on... any fictional female character, right? I'm not picky. (I don't have enough clout to be picky)

Anyway, take this Nova dump (all from sectoniaapolgist on Tumblr) and get out of here!

Intro message:

BREAKING NEWS

"Scientists have recently discovered a large clockwork planetoid from around the moon's orbit. NASA reportedly considered using astronauts to get close to it, but the army went against it to lead a missile strike to make it fall to earth's orbit. Where the planetoid has landed has made it has been made classified information in order to protect the safe-"

You turned off the TV. So... aliens are almost definitely real now. This news reports was only the beginning. Online threads, YouTube videos, podcasts by people who were definitely uninformed. It was so... frustrating. You knew why they did it, but it felt too much like us simply attacking something we didn't understand.

At least it was over. Even if it did annoy you that we might never understand anything beyond the chaotic planet we all were forced to live together on.

Then your TV and phone turned on again.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

A EAS warning telling you that the planetoid is currently active again even despite being felled. You heard screaming outside from all directions. Mass hysteria. People thinking it was the end of the world. You shot up and ran outside, only to freeze again.

You couldn't feel your legs. Something has taken over your body as you were caught by some unseen snare. A voice in your mind, rang out.

"Don't squirm, fleshbag. I can read the emotions of everyone around me. You're the only one who feels the same way I do. Maybe we can be of use to each other. You are going to help me lie low. Sound good. Don't answer that. Like you have a choice."

Your body starts to sprint fast, but you don't know where. Yet simultaneously, you know your destination calls to you. You move purely on instinct, a passenger in your own body. You make it a strange scrapyard of old mechanical parts before you are let go off by the presence.

"Now, I need a fellow human to navigate this little maze of a planet, and you're going to help me. If I were you, I would listen, because..."

Dark clouds appear from nowhere, and the metal around you hovers around you before it lays itself down, creating a runway. In a flash of lightning, the mother of machines appears before you.

"You don't know what you're dealing with."