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Understood. You will receive your mage Lavellan (from the Dragon Age franchise) roboslut in five days approximately. We hope you are happy with your purchase! If there's any problem that can't be solved with the manual or the FAQ, don't hesitate to contact us - we will do our best to help you answer whatever questions you might have or fix any problem that may come up.

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It was done. You had been waiting a long time for this and finally, you'd managed to save up enough money to buy a roboslut. Well, you still have plenty of money for things like food and the like, but robosluts were still a costly luxury. And now you have one. Or well, will have one when she gets here.

You smile as you complete the money transaction, you can't wait for the roboslut to get here!

It's honestly kind of embarrassing - robosluts were glorified, high-tech sex dolls, after all. It was one of those things you just didn't mention in the company of most people. In fact, now that you think about it, you aren't sure how will friends and family react if they ever come to visit and see her. Not like a Lavellan model could pass as an actual human.

Uh... perhaps you should have considered that before.

"I could just keep her deactivated if they're around. Better if they don't see her at all," you mutter to yourself. You aren't exactly eager to explain her presence. What would you tell them, anyway? 'Yeah, so I liked this one character from a videogame and I wanted to sex her up and when I saw the VGR company, I thought, what the hell, let's go for it!'

You snort. "That would go really well, I'm sure."

Well, nothing to do but wait for her to arrive; good thing it was summer, the workload from your job eased considerably during that time.

Shit, you are kind of nervous now. Might as well find something to do...

It doesn't even take five days for you to receive the roboslut. Arriving a day early, you open the door to find a bored carrier standing next to a wooden crate around his height. You were kind of anxious about it - he probably knew what he was bringing you and it could've been a mortifying experience but looking at him, you get the impression he's done this plenty of times before. He doesn't show any reaction at all and you can't help but feel slightly grateful for it.

"Hey, good day. I've got a package for you. Could you sign here, please? ... Great, let me bring this inside and I'm gone."

With a nod, you step aside and let him push the crate into your house with a small pallet jack. That was probably a good idea, moving the crate would've been tedious without one if it was as heavy as it looked to you.

"Well, all done. Enjoy!"

And with that, the carrier is gone and you're alone with your roboslut. With growing excitement, you set about opening the crate and shedding the wrapping foam around, making sure to place the instructions manual aside on a table nearby.

And then, there she is, slumped forward and head bent downwards. Before activating her, you take a few minutes to examine her. True to the height standards of Dragon Age elves, the Lavellan model is shorter than you. Noticeable, but not as much as you expected. Not that you mind, anyway. Her wavy blonde hair looks stunning and when you hesitantly run a hand through it, it feels like real hair to your touch.

Just like the skin on her pointed ears as you fondle them with a slight feeling of amazement.

'Shit, this is more real than I expected,' you think, staring at her. Well, it's obvious it would feel real, it's just... it really brings things into perspective.

Peering at her face, you can see her eyes are closed, but her Mythal vallaslin stands out starkly against her pale skin. It's been faithfully recreated, you note, something you didn't really expect. Damn. If nothing else, you have to give the guys at the VGR company props for this attention to detail.

Taking a step back, you nod as you look at her clothes. Just like her vallaslin, the ancient elven robes she's wearing match what you remember from the game model. Propped next to her is a long staff of worked metal and gleaming surfaces. What you assume to be a small blue rock is located in the middle of the staff's head, connected to the metal around it with small tendrils. It looks a bit creepy, to be honest - it even glows softly from time to time.

Alright, alright, enough staring! Uhm... glancing at the crate, you make a point of moving it into a small storage room after carefully maneuvering the roboslut out of the it; better not leave anything to chance. It's actually quite easy to move the crate now that the roboslut is out of it. Shit, calling it -her- a roboslut all the time will get weird. It's one thing to use toys and all that, but a real-size sex-doll of someone else (even if it's a fictional character) is something else entirely, never mind that she's a robot. It just makes it weird when you look at her since in the robo- her mind, she's Inquisitor Lavellan, for all intents and purposes. And it's not like she looks obviously robotic.

You're still mulling over the issue when you return to your living room. Lavellan is just as you left her, sitting stiffly in your couch and still deactivated.

"Fuck it, might as well get this over with," you say with a groan after a moment. You bought her, there's no place for second-guessing now. "What does the manual say about activating her..."

The roboslut is prepared to accept voiced commands from the owner. One simply must say "Owner command: Activate" to do so. An alternative way of activating the roboslut is to press sightly the area of its nape, which will engage its power system. In order to deactivate the roboslut, one must simply say "Owner command: Deactivate" or press the area of its nape again. When using voiced commands after the first time, the owner only has to say Activate or Deactivate - the roboslut will have stored the voice pattern in her databanks as its owner.

Oh. Well, that's certainly helpful. Now, what else might be important? You hadn't seen if she was programmed to know you as the owner or anything like that - basically knowing of her true functions beyond the personality given to her. Eh, might as well err on the side of caution, right?

Taking a moment to lie her down on the couch as if she'd been sleeping on it, you finally decide to activate her.

"Well, here it goes. Owner command: Activate."

For a moment, nothing happens but you patiently wait and are rewarded to see how she slightly curls into herself, adopting a more natural position as limbs move slowly as if she were in deep sleep and once again, you're amazed at the life-like quality of it. If you didn't know better, you'd be easily fooled.

And then the moment is broken when she's started from her faked sleep and she shots up with a gasp. "Fenedhis! What happened?!" And then she looks at you. "Who are you, shem?! Where am I?!" she snarls as she stands to her full height. With the obvious height difference, it would be even amusing if it wasn't for the fact she looks to be one bad answer away from flying into a rampage.

Guess that answers the question of whether she knew she was a roboslut or not. This might be tricky.