Arine Locke

I’m constructed from a long lineage of Robots, which means my latest system upgrade always gives me a total edge on the electronic music circuit. Cataclysm High is the perfect place to beta test my awesome compositions and state-of-the-art dance moves.


 * Favorite Food I am a robot and do not need to eat, however if I were to eat my favorite food would be cold hotdog pie.
 * Favorite Activity I am a robot probably robot related things.
 * Killer Style I am a robot
 * Pet I am a robot and do not need a pet


 * Pet Peeve When monsters ask me if my intelligence is artificial! Like I have never heard that one before. I am a robot.
 * Monster Quirk Guys look I can dethatch my arm hahah!
 * Friends and Family It was a cold winter night, painfully cold even. My father and I were sitting inside in the dining hall. The dining hall was almost haunting to eat in. Though the room itself was lavishly decorated with the finest of furniture's, the dozens of chairs lining the dining table each lay bare. Years ago this hall would have been inhabited by the greats. The most elite and valiant heroes came here to dine in my fathers presence. There were nights where the dining hall was truly alive. But now it's empty save for my father and I. Now, this room is nothing more than a ghastly reminder of the great company my father would keep. But now, it is only me and him. We eat in silence. The silence is painful and deafening. From time to time I can see my father looking up at me, but I do my best to look away. Perhaps he wants to talk, but is there really anything to say? We eat in silence for a few minutes. He occasionally tries to create small talk, however I do not respond. Eventually, he angrily sets his utensils onto the dining table and stands up, locking his gaze onto mine. "I am tired of this disrespect, young woman! I ought to teach you a lesson. Go outside!" He says. Before I can even respond my father grabs me by the wrist and leads me through the manor. Eventually we reach a door which he pulls open with an unnecessarily strong amount of force. He places his hand on my back and shoves me outside. I fall down onto white snow. The cold burns my skin to the touch. "I will be back for you in five minutes." My father says sternly, slamming the door shut behind him. I leap forwards, attempting to stop the door from closing, however I am too late. The door locks, leaving me alone outside in the cold. The clothes I wear are painfully unequipped for dealing with the cold. A freezing moisture clings to my clothes, and the bottom of my feet turn numb from the cold. Snow falls from above, landing on me and only worsening my pain. My whole body burns and aches. Eventually I collapse onto the ground, falling into the endless snow. As I lay there I see a vast landscape of white before me. I'm not sure how long I lay there. Perhaps only a few minutes. Maybe an hour. No matter how long it was it felt like forever. As the freezing chill of the snow began to overpower me I felt me entire body sinking and growing numb. My vision begins to blur until it goes completely black. My body goes completely numb, leaving me blind and without feeling into an infinite nothingness.
 * Preferences Robot related things I am a robot.
 * Favorite Music Sweden from the minecraft soundtrack (she is swedish)