アルト クレフ — 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝙁 𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙊
@augmentedhumanity.bsky.social
𝐒𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.
(🇧🇺🇹 🇹🇭🇪 🇭🇦🇷🇩🇪🇷 🇾🇴🇺 🇦🇷🇪)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑.
୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ𝄞
(🇧🇺🇹 🇹🇭🇪 🇭🇦🇷🇩🇪🇷 🇾🇴🇺 🇦🇷🇪)
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑.
୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ𝄞
Pinned
Clef braces herself to shove him again, but her anger melts and her shoulders sag. She's got her hand on his arm, but the most she does is deflate and press her head against his chest armor. She stares down at the ground, defeated.
". . . I just want you to admit that it sucked, that's all."
". . . I just want you to admit that it sucked, that's all."
“. . . I don’t know what answer you want from me, Clef,” he admitted at last.
There was no defiance in his tone, only an uncertainty unusual for someone so accustomed to standing his ground. After all, this was his first time face-to-face with a 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 who spoke so candidly about their experiences.
There was no defiance in his tone, only an uncertainty unusual for someone so accustomed to standing his ground. After all, this was his first time face-to-face with a 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 who spoke so candidly about their experiences.
October 12, 2026 at 6:25 PM
Clef braces herself to shove him again, but her anger melts and her shoulders sag. She's got her hand on his arm, but the most she does is deflate and press her head against his chest armor. She stares down at the ground, defeated.
". . . I just want you to admit that it sucked, that's all."
". . . I just want you to admit that it sucked, that's all."
The loss of firmness, even if for a second, 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 disarm Clef if only for that aforementioned shared time. She expected pushback, some sort of anger. Her scowl falters, but when Zero composes himself, it returns tenfold.
She shoves at his arm again. With genuine force, in her anger.
There is a
She shoves at his arm again. With genuine force, in her anger.
There is a
“. . . Look. My concern for humanity is not up for debate simply because you’ve decided it must stem from X,” he began, deliberately ignoring the ’your blue boyfriend’ comment.
“If you want to criticize me, at least criticize me for something I actually believe.”
“If you want to criticize me, at least criticize me for something I actually believe.”
October 12, 2026 at 3:11 AM
The loss of firmness, even if for a second, 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 disarm Clef if only for that aforementioned shared time. She expected pushback, some sort of anger. Her scowl falters, but when Zero composes himself, it returns tenfold.
She shoves at his arm again. With genuine force, in her anger.
There is a
She shoves at his arm again. With genuine force, in her anger.
There is a
October 12, 2026 at 2:45 AM
"Oh, so the bit-boy can talk. I'm shocked. With colors like that I thought maybe you didn't have good enough judgement."
Clef doesn't take it back, though. She matches the stance in reverse; putting her arms behind her back and standing straight.
"What's your deal?"
. . .
"Fire your barber."
Clef doesn't take it back, though. She matches the stance in reverse; putting her arms behind her back and standing straight.
"What's your deal?"
. . .
"Fire your barber."
"Well, that's no way to greet someone. You should really learn better manners"
*Pixel crosses his arms, and taps his foot*
"Though that IS the first insult I've gotten about my hair, so... Props to that, I guess"
*Pixel crosses his arms, and taps his foot*
"Though that IS the first insult I've gotten about my hair, so... Props to that, I guess"
( @bitsradomniverse.bsky.social )
" . . . . . . sorry, what am i looking at here? what a . . . unique little dye job. was that DIY'ed? you should fire your barber. "
" . . . . . . sorry, what am i looking at here? what a . . . unique little dye job. was that DIY'ed? you should fire your barber. "
October 12, 2026 at 1:00 AM
"Oh, so the bit-boy can talk. I'm shocked. With colors like that I thought maybe you didn't have good enough judgement."
Clef doesn't take it back, though. She matches the stance in reverse; putting her arms behind her back and standing straight.
"What's your deal?"
. . .
"Fire your barber."
Clef doesn't take it back, though. She matches the stance in reverse; putting her arms behind her back and standing straight.
"What's your deal?"
. . .
"Fire your barber."
"Oh, yeah, be 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 about it. No, Clef, it wasn't done so I could get some thanks, I tried to prevent a tragedy that still drove humanity underground, and I'm just gonna focus on my good intentions and not the consequence it had.
Look at me, Clef. I'm Zero. I don't need to 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳.
Look at me, Clef. I'm Zero. I don't need to 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳.
but his understanding of their losses did not change the necessity of his actions.
October 12, 2026 at 12:18 AM
"Oh, yeah, be 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 about it. No, Clef, it wasn't done so I could get some thanks, I tried to prevent a tragedy that still drove humanity underground, and I'm just gonna focus on my good intentions and not the consequence it had.
Look at me, Clef. I'm Zero. I don't need to 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳.
Look at me, Clef. I'm Zero. I don't need to 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳.
Reposted by アルト クレフ — 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝙁 𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙊
Clef's expression brightens. With a handwave, she beckons Lep to follow her. She leads him to the depths of her lab hidden underground, where her material lays. A Maverick mechaniloid lies on a lab table in pieces.
"Oh, don't worry. Don't worry. I've got the best material a scientist could ever
"Oh, don't worry. Don't worry. I've got the best material a scientist could ever
"Noted." With a push of a button, he dons his hazard suit, scanning the area for threats with his scouter.
"Anything I can do to help? I hope I'm not interrupting. Long story short, I'm looking for technology and potential allies, but I won't take dumb risks with corruptive tech or anything."
"Anything I can do to help? I hope I'm not interrupting. Long story short, I'm looking for technology and potential allies, but I won't take dumb risks with corruptive tech or anything."
October 11, 2026 at 11:58 PM
Clef's expression brightens. With a handwave, she beckons Lep to follow her. She leads him to the depths of her lab hidden underground, where her material lays. A Maverick mechaniloid lies on a lab table in pieces.
"Oh, don't worry. Don't worry. I've got the best material a scientist could ever
"Oh, don't worry. Don't worry. I've got the best material a scientist could ever
October 11, 2026 at 11:17 PM
There he goes, mentioning X again. Clef would've made a snide remark about that, if his mention of the shuttle didn't cause her to scowl.
"You don't get it." She shoves at his arm with a little bit more force, then pulls her hands away, keeping them crossed. She has to tilt her head to try and
"You don't get it." She shoves at his arm with a little bit more force, then pulls her hands away, keeping them crossed. She has to tilt her head to try and
“. . . It was the only way to stop Eurasia from crashing into Earth. The planet suffered severe damage, but if I hadn’t piloted the shuttle into the space colony, it might not have survived at all.”
October 11, 2026 at 11:17 PM
There he goes, mentioning X again. Clef would've made a snide remark about that, if his mention of the shuttle didn't cause her to scowl.
"You don't get it." She shoves at his arm with a little bit more force, then pulls her hands away, keeping them crossed. She has to tilt her head to try and
"You don't get it." She shoves at his arm with a little bit more force, then pulls her hands away, keeping them crossed. She has to tilt her head to try and
And act she does.
Clef thinks about it for a second, then halfheartedly reels her fist back, then lands it on Zero's arm. There's absolutely no force behind it, and it's clear she didn't do it in an attempt to actually hurt him. He might've not even felt it with how little pressure she applied.
Clef thinks about it for a second, then halfheartedly reels her fist back, then lands it on Zero's arm. There's absolutely no force behind it, and it's clear she didn't do it in an attempt to actually hurt him. He might've not even felt it with how little pressure she applied.
“I have my own reservations about the legal system, but I still believe in what we’re fighting to protect.”
He chose not to entertain her threat with a response, leaving the decision to act entirely up to her.
He chose not to entertain her threat with a response, leaving the decision to act entirely up to her.
October 11, 2026 at 1:47 PM
And act she does.
Clef thinks about it for a second, then halfheartedly reels her fist back, then lands it on Zero's arm. There's absolutely no force behind it, and it's clear she didn't do it in an attempt to actually hurt him. He might've not even felt it with how little pressure she applied.
Clef thinks about it for a second, then halfheartedly reels her fist back, then lands it on Zero's arm. There's absolutely no force behind it, and it's clear she didn't do it in an attempt to actually hurt him. He might've not even felt it with how little pressure she applied.
Clef gives a mock little pout. "Not even a little bit of flattery? Maybe 𝘐 wanna be flattered. You ever think of that?"
Clef leans against her desk, messy with notes, blueprints and robotic parts.
"I'unno. Name a price. Just make it something good."
Clef leans against her desk, messy with notes, blueprints and robotic parts.
"I'unno. Name a price. Just make it something good."
higher with flattery...IF that was your plan. As I'm no stranger to such tactics."
October 9, 2026 at 9:01 PM
Clef gives a mock little pout. "Not even a little bit of flattery? Maybe 𝘐 wanna be flattered. You ever think of that?"
Clef leans against her desk, messy with notes, blueprints and robotic parts.
"I'unno. Name a price. Just make it something good."
Clef leans against her desk, messy with notes, blueprints and robotic parts.
"I'unno. Name a price. Just make it something good."
"Oh, he's your partner, alright." Clef remarks, predictably.
She hums to herself. Clef knows well enough that she'd be hopelessly outmatched against a very well-trained combat machine. Fortunately, she doesn't need to fight Zero.
Because he won't.
"Look at you, trying to de-escalate. Didn't
She hums to herself. Clef knows well enough that she'd be hopelessly outmatched against a very well-trained combat machine. Fortunately, she doesn't need to fight Zero.
Because he won't.
"Look at you, trying to de-escalate. Didn't
but he’d always referred to X that way without giving it a second thought.
“If you have any sense at all, you’ll abandon this idea. Your amusement isn’t worth putting X’s safety at risk.”
Zero wanted to be far more aggressive than he let on, but there was no point in threatening her.
“If you have any sense at all, you’ll abandon this idea. Your amusement isn’t worth putting X’s safety at risk.”
Zero wanted to be far more aggressive than he let on, but there was no point in threatening her.
October 9, 2026 at 7:42 PM
"Oh, he's your partner, alright." Clef remarks, predictably.
She hums to herself. Clef knows well enough that she'd be hopelessly outmatched against a very well-trained combat machine. Fortunately, she doesn't need to fight Zero.
Because he won't.
"Look at you, trying to de-escalate. Didn't
She hums to herself. Clef knows well enough that she'd be hopelessly outmatched against a very well-trained combat machine. Fortunately, she doesn't need to fight Zero.
Because he won't.
"Look at you, trying to de-escalate. Didn't
Oh, telling Clef Alto what to do. Something that has historically never bode well.
"Or what?" She challenges. Though still keeping an edge of teasing, her own voice has grown just a bit more irritated. "All you can 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 do is walk away. Maybe even raise your voice at me. You're not so
"Or what?" She challenges. Though still keeping an edge of teasing, her own voice has grown just a bit more irritated. "All you can 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 do is walk away. Maybe even raise your voice at me. You're not so
So then why did he find these comments kind of . . . irritating?
“Shut up,” he said, that irritation seeping into his otherwise flat delivery.
“You don’t know X. He’d never stoop to something so despicable.”
He folded his arms over his chest.
“Drop the subject. Now.”
“Shut up,” he said, that irritation seeping into his otherwise flat delivery.
“You don’t know X. He’d never stoop to something so despicable.”
He folded his arms over his chest.
“Drop the subject. Now.”
October 9, 2026 at 2:04 PM
Oh, telling Clef Alto what to do. Something that has historically never bode well.
"Or what?" She challenges. Though still keeping an edge of teasing, her own voice has grown just a bit more irritated. "All you can 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 do is walk away. Maybe even raise your voice at me. You're not so
"Or what?" She challenges. Though still keeping an edge of teasing, her own voice has grown just a bit more irritated. "All you can 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 do is walk away. Maybe even raise your voice at me. You're not so
"Vile's not my kid. Chronologically speaking he probably predates my birth date by who-knows-how-much, but it was a metaphor. I guess an eyesore Reploid wouldn't understand the novelties of human family dynamics or metaphors."
As for that other comment . . . Clef rolls her shoulders, then puts her
As for that other comment . . . Clef rolls her shoulders, then puts her
As the conversation continued, he found himself thinking back on her earlier comment.
“My point was that Vile is insane and that repairing him is just as absurd. How you managed to interpret that as having anything to do with ‘affection’ is beyond me.”
“My point was that Vile is insane and that repairing him is just as absurd. How you managed to interpret that as having anything to do with ‘affection’ is beyond me.”
October 9, 2026 at 4:56 AM
"Vile's not my kid. Chronologically speaking he probably predates my birth date by who-knows-how-much, but it was a metaphor. I guess an eyesore Reploid wouldn't understand the novelties of human family dynamics or metaphors."
As for that other comment . . . Clef rolls her shoulders, then puts her
As for that other comment . . . Clef rolls her shoulders, then puts her
...Clef quirks a brow.
Alright, Zero. She notices. In fact, "Why's that matter to you? Not like Vile's competing for his affection."
She doesn't let it linger. Clef immediately continues. "I didn't make him do 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. What he does with his life is his prerogative. All I did was repair a
Alright, Zero. She notices. In fact, "Why's that matter to you? Not like Vile's competing for his affection."
She doesn't let it linger. Clef immediately continues. "I didn't make him do 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. What he does with his life is his prerogative. All I did was repair a
“I don’t care about any of that. You had a hand in that lunatic’s repeated attempts on X’s life. He’s got some kind of obsession with him.”
Zero knew Vile wanted him dead, too. But while Vile was openly hostile toward them both, his hatred for X seemed far more intense.
Zero knew Vile wanted him dead, too. But while Vile was openly hostile toward them both, his hatred for X seemed far more intense.
October 9, 2026 at 12:15 AM
...Clef quirks a brow.
Alright, Zero. She notices. In fact, "Why's that matter to you? Not like Vile's competing for his affection."
She doesn't let it linger. Clef immediately continues. "I didn't make him do 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. What he does with his life is his prerogative. All I did was repair a
Alright, Zero. She notices. In fact, "Why's that matter to you? Not like Vile's competing for his affection."
She doesn't let it linger. Clef immediately continues. "I didn't make him do 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. What he does with his life is his prerogative. All I did was repair a
"Must a roboticist be blamed for feeling envious that she is not personally the one overseeing a museum all 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 robotics? Envy's just an emotion."
“Envy is a hazardous emotion.”
( @irregulardive.bsky.social )
" i admire the choice in changing your path, really, i do.
but I'm envious of your position, so i can only be 𝘴𝘰 happy for you. "
" i admire the choice in changing your path, really, i do.
but I'm envious of your position, so i can only be 𝘴𝘰 happy for you. "
October 8, 2026 at 10:27 PM
"Must a roboticist be blamed for feeling envious that she is not personally the one overseeing a museum all 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 robotics? Envy's just an emotion."
Clef leans in just a bit.
"𝘊𝘢𝘯 they?" She questions. "To my understanding, it was you Reploids who drove humanity underground with your civil war. There's not a lot of co-existence that can happen in our circumstances. I had to alter my own lungs to co-exist with you."
"Not that it's your fault,
"𝘊𝘢𝘯 they?" She questions. "To my understanding, it was you Reploids who drove humanity underground with your civil war. There's not a lot of co-existence that can happen in our circumstances. I had to alter my own lungs to co-exist with you."
"Not that it's your fault,
“Ah hah- yeah, but my skills aren’t only limited to Reploids, I help humans too!
I’m one of the only few that believes humans and Reploids can co-exist.”
I’m one of the only few that believes humans and Reploids can co-exist.”
( @mercifulmedic.bsky.social )
" it's cute you call yourself a medic instead of a mechanic. i wonder why not all of you reploids revolt since you're apparently so willing to replace us. "
" it's cute you call yourself a medic instead of a mechanic. i wonder why not all of you reploids revolt since you're apparently so willing to replace us. "
October 8, 2026 at 10:18 PM
Clef leans in just a bit.
"𝘊𝘢𝘯 they?" She questions. "To my understanding, it was you Reploids who drove humanity underground with your civil war. There's not a lot of co-existence that can happen in our circumstances. I had to alter my own lungs to co-exist with you."
"Not that it's your fault,
"𝘊𝘢𝘯 they?" She questions. "To my understanding, it was you Reploids who drove humanity underground with your civil war. There's not a lot of co-existence that can happen in our circumstances. I had to alter my own lungs to co-exist with you."
"Not that it's your fault,
Clef matches his thumbs up with one of her own.
... Yeah, whatever those words mean. Clef focuses on "multiversal exploration" and her interest is sufficiently peaked.
"Name's Clef Alto. If you're wandering around these parts, you ought to be careful. The machinery turned the surface hostile."
... Yeah, whatever those words mean. Clef focuses on "multiversal exploration" and her interest is sufficiently peaked.
"Name's Clef Alto. If you're wandering around these parts, you ought to be careful. The machinery turned the surface hostile."
"Yep!" Thumbs-up.
"I'm Lep, field researcher for Akashic Labs, a multiversal-exploration institute." He doesn't mention his home civilization's constant space wars for its very survival, at least not right away.
"Who might you be?"
"I'm Lep, field researcher for Akashic Labs, a multiversal-exploration institute." He doesn't mention his home civilization's constant space wars for its very survival, at least not right away.
"Who might you be?"
October 8, 2026 at 10:08 PM
Clef matches his thumbs up with one of her own.
... Yeah, whatever those words mean. Clef focuses on "multiversal exploration" and her interest is sufficiently peaked.
"Name's Clef Alto. If you're wandering around these parts, you ought to be careful. The machinery turned the surface hostile."
... Yeah, whatever those words mean. Clef focuses on "multiversal exploration" and her interest is sufficiently peaked.
"Name's Clef Alto. If you're wandering around these parts, you ought to be careful. The machinery turned the surface hostile."
What a reaction! If that's what Clef was going for, she'd be pleased. But instead, she keeps her tone light. Almost informative.
"Sure I have. He's got a lot of internal weaponry and coarse circuitry, really hard to mend and shape. Whoever designed his machinery was looking for a combat machine,
"Sure I have. He's got a lot of internal weaponry and coarse circuitry, really hard to mend and shape. Whoever designed his machinery was looking for a combat machine,
Of all the things she could have said, that particular detail was the one that caught him completely off guard. His expression tightened slightly as the implications sank in.
“You 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 him before? Have you lost your damn mind?”
“You 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 him before? Have you lost your damn mind?”
October 8, 2026 at 2:17 PM
What a reaction! If that's what Clef was going for, she'd be pleased. But instead, she keeps her tone light. Almost informative.
"Sure I have. He's got a lot of internal weaponry and coarse circuitry, really hard to mend and shape. Whoever designed his machinery was looking for a combat machine,
"Sure I have. He's got a lot of internal weaponry and coarse circuitry, really hard to mend and shape. Whoever designed his machinery was looking for a combat machine,
" i don't like anyone. you people are so silly. "
October 8, 2026 at 1:22 AM
" i don't like anyone. you people are so silly. "
"It's faded to time if you don't know where to look. I, naturally, know 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 where to look." Clef holds up the bundle to her face, examining the material for any imperfections. It's about as good as you can get around these parts, and Clef has made sure of it.
"You know this material is scarce
"You know this material is scarce
I'm not going to walk away from helping one asking for repairs no matter the vintage. New...old it's all the same for me."
October 8, 2026 at 12:47 AM
"It's faded to time if you don't know where to look. I, naturally, know 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 where to look." Clef holds up the bundle to her face, examining the material for any imperfections. It's about as good as you can get around these parts, and Clef has made sure of it.
"You know this material is scarce
"You know this material is scarce
" several reasons. hope you've got the time, red boy. "
" first; i just like his armor design, especially the purple. real cute.
second; i've repaired him once already, so i know his innerworkings and design much more intimately than i do any other reploid. it was easy to take and copy. and . . .
" first; i just like his armor design, especially the purple. real cute.
second; i've repaired him once already, so i know his innerworkings and design much more intimately than i do any other reploid. it was easy to take and copy. and . . .
October 7, 2026 at 10:33 PM
" several reasons. hope you've got the time, red boy. "
" first; i just like his armor design, especially the purple. real cute.
second; i've repaired him once already, so i know his innerworkings and design much more intimately than i do any other reploid. it was easy to take and copy. and . . .
" first; i just like his armor design, especially the purple. real cute.
second; i've repaired him once already, so i know his innerworkings and design much more intimately than i do any other reploid. it was easy to take and copy. and . . .
Robot Master? Sure, she's heard the term before, once or twice. Hidden in archeological sites chalk-full of Mavericks that have something to hide. Something about being prototype bots from a long time ago.
She pulls out strips of Ceratanium from her cabinet drawer, thinned. They are bundled
She pulls out strips of Ceratanium from her cabinet drawer, thinned. They are bundled
"Evil? Absolutely not... just fixing up a friend's damaged helmet, it's outer casing is forged from the stuff.
But that's robot masters for you."
Spoke the burnet, not that he'd expect for her to know what those were...or did she? Subaru wouldn't know just yet...
But that's robot masters for you."
Spoke the burnet, not that he'd expect for her to know what those were...or did she? Subaru wouldn't know just yet...
" ceratanium? you've come to the right place, I guess. "
Clef steps away from the mechaniloid, turning to her right and towards a cabinet. She drags open a drawer.
" whatcha need it for? you trying to repair something evil? "
Clef steps away from the mechaniloid, turning to her right and towards a cabinet. She drags open a drawer.
" whatcha need it for? you trying to repair something evil? "
October 7, 2026 at 10:22 PM
Robot Master? Sure, she's heard the term before, once or twice. Hidden in archeological sites chalk-full of Mavericks that have something to hide. Something about being prototype bots from a long time ago.
She pulls out strips of Ceratanium from her cabinet drawer, thinned. They are bundled
She pulls out strips of Ceratanium from her cabinet drawer, thinned. They are bundled
Reposted by アルト クレフ — 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝙁 𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙊
‟ Give her an ‧ ‧ ‧ ᴜɴғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ' ⨟ an unanswered question 𝗢𝗥 ❜ a path nobody else dared to follow and she'd already be halfway there's “.
August 28, 2026 at 11:07 PM
‟ Give her an ‧ ‧ ‧ ᴜɴғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ' ⨟ an unanswered question 𝗢𝗥 ❜ a path nobody else dared to follow and she'd already be halfway there's “.