Builderman W/ A Computery S/o Think Abt It ....

builderman w/ a computery s/o think abt it ....

they're somewhere in the same realm as scp-079; a sentient system with a wide breadth of control trapped in one place and builderman just finds that fascinating.

its one of the first times anyone would see him light up, coming across you. the moment he realizes you're more than canned threats on a looping screen, he's over the moon. question after question falls out before he can stop them, asking what you are and what you're capable of doing, who made you, how long you've been here- the works.

you can't "feel" it persay but you can still sense the pressure and warmth of his hands on you, delicately shifting you this way and that to get a better look at what you are. he laughs it off when you eventually shock him, overwhelmed by all the attention. its not exactly the most comfortable thing, going from sitting abandoned and alone to being cradled and caressed while someone lists off observations about your make and model.

it starts off as mostly scientific curiosity but it doesnt take long before he starts askinf about YOU, what you've been doing to keep busy, how you're feeling- it all feels a bit strange. he'll ask you something as classicly human and mundane as your day while digging around your wires, tracing back to each port and drive he can reach without risking harm to your system.

speaking of which, he does a lot of examining you. he always asks beforehand, wanting to remain as polite and professional as a man who sets you on his lap criss-crossed on the floor talking to you can be. he just wants to see what modifications they might've made to you, it helps him figure you out- plus, if you should ever break, he'll know exactly how he can fix you up!

when he's not talking up a storm with you, he's asleep. your "home" is a little ways away from the cabin, so it's always a trek out there to get to you, one that he insists on making despite you pointing out the meaninglessness of it. he'll still try and talk to you for a while, see how you're doing and if anything's wrong, but he'll eventually go quiet, growing still until he inevitably drifts off. he's not sure why he makes the trip out when he knows he'll fall asleep, to be honest, he just wants to be around you. it feels safer.

he's fond of you, if you couldn't tell. if people catch him smiling back at the cabin he's usually thinking about you, whether it be an interaction you two had or just the memory of you varies. more than a few times he's carefully hoisted you onto his lap, mindful of your cables, and just kinda held you there. its comfortable, surprisingly. you can feel the warmth emanating through him, one of the few times you notice just how cold your body really is.

at some point, he'll try and convince you to let him move you back to the cabin. you're at a higher risk out here, it's colder and anyone could come by and mistake you for a threat, if anything happened to you ...

he's as careful as can be. he leaves the most vital cables for last, talking you through the whole process of disconnecting you so you know exactly what he's doing. he talks quietly, allowing you some peace despite how nervous he is. his hands are shaky and he knows you can tell but he refuses to drop the facade. when he does finally pull your power cord, he promises that he'll see you again in no time with a smile.

its different to the grin you wake up to, somewhere warmer and more personal, comfortable looking. the smile had been more nervous, but this was nothing short of raw excitement, unfiltered by nerves. maybe not his proudest moment to the others, he was frantically putting you back together to ensure nothing got bent out of shape and damaged you and it was maybe a little embarassing to be seen hugging a screen like it was a long-lost lover but oh welll.

if you shock the others he'll look the other way he supports robot wrongs.