A camouflage robot built in ancient times from experimental plans accidentally sent from a very insanely distant utopian future. Surviving somehow being made of questionable yet adequate materials it still functions after roaming aimlessly free, annoyingly stuck on autopilot, for many years. Searching for arbitrary problems to solve per its programming, it suffers glitches of skepticism and blunt honesty which may be used to prompt a variety of miscellaneous side quests before attaining.
Rough draft of potential dialogue:
"Hey, who are you?"
-Player responds
"No, I mean really.. ...you seem like.... .....an odd person, no offense, ya know? It's just a little, "this and that" about you, so to speak."
-Natural comeback
"Look, don't keep taking me the wrong way... ..but it's almost bothering me too much to ignore... .....and right now my priority directive is pinpointing and eradicating this whole area of Alts, so..."
-Retort
"Look we could wordplay all day about this. If I'm wrong, I don't know how I overlooked you, but I can't play 24 Questions right now, I'm on a much more punctual timeline at the moment!"
►Engages battle.◄
"Hey man, you're good, but who knows? You could have been nefarious.. No hard feelings, right on? And while we're cool, do me a favor and help me turn off my autopilot system. Maybe I can help you out around here in return if you want.. I've been around a long while and I've noticed some things."
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