Capitol City Tarsonis has a very long and rich history.  In the almost mythical past, it was invaded by legendary aliens such as the Zerg and Protoss, but it's been centuries since anyone has seen either of those races and human civilization has flourished.  Not that alien contact ended when the Zerg and Protoss vanished.  Quite the opposite.  Aliens of all sorts abound, and lately, AI androids as well.  But it's understood that Tarsonis is human, so everyone abides by human morays.  Such as wearing clothes when in public.

It's a crisp New Year's Eve, year 2899, and the city is bustling with activity preparing for the New Century celebration.

Emerald is in a fantastic mood. With Christmas recently celebrated, one of her favorite human holidays, the fox was aglow with Christmas cheer. And now a new century on the horizon. She couldn't help but feel lucky to be born to see such a time. She is walking along the street, looking to find a shopping mall to get some gifts for friends and family. Granted, she's also enjoying the sights as she is new to this city.

  Despite the potential weather for this holiday season and previously mentioned clothing requirements for Society reasons, this fellow wears nothing but a Santa hat leftover from the recent holiday.

  Hey, you try wearing pants when you have no legs.  No body parts to speak of either outside a pair of arms and floating metal sphere.  But then, they didn't need legs to shake a bell in one hand and hold out 'place credits here' receptacle in the other a few days ago.

Jake is a young adult riding around in his sweet new ride: a light cycle!  That transforms!  He too is looking to get some shopping done, but at the moment is having a little too much fun with his new toy to focus much on where he's going.  Buuut traffic jam.

"Nuts," he says, looking for a way around the jam.

No good.  He dismounts and his ride transforms into a sleek robot and the two of them step onto the sidewalk.

"Guess we're hoofing it," Jake says.

"Fact: Snakes do not have hooves," the robot replies.

"Zewha?!" Jake double-takes at the statement, "Oh.  Right.  Very funny."

Emerald gets to the entrance and sees the orb. She smiles and waves. "Which charity is this for?" she inquires. And yes, she's wearing the Starcraft Ghost outfit. For a number of reasons. Reason 1: the tights portion is serving as a body glove, protecting her from the cold weather. Reason 2: She is prepared in case stuff goes south.

  "All electronic transfers to Officially Recognized Charities are open to contributions via the OmniBeggar.  However, this year's bid for physical credits rights was won by the 'Sad Puppies By Scenic View Foundation'.  Happy New Year, for a separate donation of five credits, the Bell is not rung for a half hour.  3.00021 minutes remain until Bell is run again."
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Jake snirks at ORB's reply and donates a credit.  "Here's hoping things improve for those puppies.  Nice suit, there, miss.  Love the retro look."

Emerald looks up at Jake with a bright smile. "Thanks." she examines Jake briefly, soon after examining the sleek robot.

Emerald then looks at the orb and contributes a cred. "I hope you have a happy new year also." she says to orb. She then heads on in to the shopping mall.

  ORB swivel nods to Jake, "Thank you, and Happy New Year."  They start floating for the mall.  Less for shopping, more to drop off his charity begothon gear.  On the way there, bell ringing recommences.  Yes, the terror of a relentless unstopping untiring machine focused into the seasonal annoyance.

Jake notices Emerald is headed in the direction of his intended chore and heads that way as well.

"Going my way, I see," he says, "You Holiday shopping too?"

ORB isn't staying put?  Jake is now beginning to wonder if the 5 creds for no ringing is a form of extortion.

"Uh...  How long does the ringing last?"

Emerald hmms? She isn't bothered by the bell... not yet anyway. "Just shopping for some New Years stuff, so yes." She certainly isn't accustomed to bell ringers following people into the shop. She idly begins pondering the philosophical questions of robot emotions and if robots, while tireless, ever tire of constant sounds.

  "Traditionally, the ringing does not stop ever, and asking people to do so was considered mean spirited and oversensitive.  The 5 credit silence donation is a recent option implemented after a public vote where the sole sentient voting against was *redacted for legal reasons* by the public.  Despite this however, Only ten credits have thus far been made across the entire month. Unofficially, I'm quitting for the day so you would only get a few microcredits worth out of such an investment at this point."

  It's amazing how much mileage you can get out of this one off joke.

"Perfectly executed ring, none the less," Jake's robot compliments.  He can appreciate these sorts of things.

"Fascinating," Jake comments before looking back at Emerald, "Name's Jake.  This here's Robbie."

Robbie gives a fancy bow.

Emerald says, "I'm Emerald. Nice t'meetchya, Jake and Robbie." she looks at Orb. "Since you're taking a break, maybe you'd like to join us?" her tail swishes slowly.

  "Thank you Robbie, using sound synthesizers would be considered cheating.  I am ORB, naming is not my manufacturer's strong point."   Also because LORB (Lab Operations Robot Backup) sounds incredibly silly.

  "I shall take you up on your offer Emerald."  This said, ORB drops off his charity gear at the appropriate desk.  He keeps the hat, that's his.

"Robbie has taken to assigning himself nicknames," Robbie suggests, "Today's nickname is VIPER!  Taken from the model of light cycle I can now change into."

"Hence his earlier joke about snakes not having hooves," Jake mentions idly, "Nice to meetcha too, Emerald.  Where ya from?"

Emerald is confused what hooves have to do with snakes at all. She decides it best not to ask. "I'm from the Howrundus Settlement on Planet Source. You?" She considers picking up some yuletide things while she's here since it's all on clearance now.

  Holiday candy!  Just as delicious the day after as the week before!  And when it's not Halloween, there is actually some left in stores.

  "I wonder what the average duration of such nicknames is. What was your previous knickname then?"  In Saints Row The Third, your Lightcycle is named the X-2 Phantom.
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"Hammerhead," Robbie answers proudly.

"Mar Sara," he says, "The Junkpile to be more specific.  Took the first opportunity to get off that rust bucket.  Can't say I know much about Source.  You like it here?  Been here long?"

Emerald nods. "Tarsonis is living up to its name, as is its capitol city." she then holds up one of her bracers and taps on it to bring up a hologram of her home planet. On the surface, it's just another Earth-type planet with white clouds, blue oceans, and greenish land. "This is Source. Not terribly different in composition from the worlds your people like to populate."

She looks over at Orb and Robbie. About then, she arrives at the section of the store she was headed; electronics. She goes to browse the monitors, which are of course, simply objects the size of a fist with coin-sized lenses that project holograms. And even then, they are only THAT large for two reasons: 1) So people can actually pick them up. 2) So they can handle power and the various other functions involved.

  "Hammerhead, Good name, bad implications for your frontal optics."  Yes, lack of physical displays meant widescreen view was only an issue of having enough space for the view to not clip through your furniture.

  Let's hope they didn't suffer 'you can tell its a hologram because it's transparent and worse image quality than the movie you are watching' in production.

Robbie's face lights up to indicate a grin.  So many Transformers could have been spared a mouth implant if only they instead had been given some kind of expression display... http://images.wikia.com/disney/images/b/b0/EVE.jpg

"Thank you."

Jake huhs at the image of Source.  "Looks like a nice place.  Why'd you leave?"

He looks at Emerald's tech browsing, and points one out.

"Best bang for your buck there.  Cheaper, less performance than competition out of the box, but an affordable upgrade brings it up to par and you've still saved 20%.  Of course, cheaper still if you get it from Wholesale Monitor Warehouse, but eh, difference in price likely isn't worth the extra trip.  At least that was the case last time I checked."

Emerald says, "I'm exploring a bit. I haven't left home forever and I return there at least once a month when I get slightly homesick. Granted, it's getting easier to call my ship home anymore..." She looks the tech over and says, "Thanks, Jake. Saved me not only some money, but some time." she then heads for the headphone area. "How about you? Why'd YOU leave?"

  Orb could do like the image link suggests...  But they just like the single glowing blue dot style.  Junker off in certain boards meanwhile, has Equalizer lines in his mouth grill purely to make the Animators days harder.

  "I would assume Jake left because of tetanus risk.  Unless they meant rust bucket not in a literal sense."