<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/library2/31a3e362-17bb-4088-85cc-77e1f22c949e_zpsce90e5bb.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Malon<br/>Appearance Age: 18-20<br/>Ethnicity: Chinese<br/>Won Bonus Skills Through Secret Contest:<br/>*multilingual (chinese, japanese, korean, english)<br/>*massage expert<br/>*singing (beautifully)<br/>*one skill of Artherâ€™s choice.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>The scientists were working extra hard on the orga-bot ordered by a one mister Arther Abram. Reason being is he was one of those extremely rare random secret contest winners. They were given EXTRA SPECIAL attention, care and expertise. Came from the big man himself...the founder and owner of the Cyberus Industries. The man had special circumstances for those. They were given free things. New upgrades. Things that werenâ€™t optional with basic purchase and even some of the more expensive purchases. They had even included the basic program with a note stating. ~LOOK TO MIDDLE OF BROCHURE FOR SURPRISE BONUS INSIDE.~ It was signed Jonathon Myers CEO & Founder of Cyberus Industries. There would be a complete indepth explanation that Arther had won a secret random contest with his entry for Malon.<br/><br/>The scientists took extreme care in the softening and making of Malonâ€™s adroid yet human like skin. The color pigment test numerous times to get it to a creamy honey color saturation. The worked hard to get perfectly full long jet black butterfly lashes. The silken strands of the hair they were implanting into the skull of the android was pigmented and cut til it was styled length and style that was request by Mr. Abrams. They implanted the calm demeanor of the Chinese culture into Malon. They manicured his nails prestinely and well kept. Giving them a natural glossy look yet very slightly so. More like someone who kept his nails well taken care of then one who was painting them. His cock was the length and thickness specified by the man. His stature not overly tall but was to the height requested by Arther. Still around the normal height of a Chinese man. Of the muscular and tonement starture input by Mr. Abrams into the system. All programs added and would activate as soon as Arther Abrams activated him. They added in what information Mr. Abrams had included in his request package.<br/><br/>Malon was then added into the crate with the brochure at the bottom and shipped away. Soon the adventures for Malon would begin.<br/><br/>Malonâ€™s soft silken skin was very realistic. The moment Arther flicked Malonâ€™s nipple everything began to start up. Inside Malonâ€™s head a soft thrumming started as the artificial brain began to pulsate and hum. Starting up with a thump. Thump thump. Thump thump. The artificial heart starting up and beginning to activate everthing. His chest began to rise and fall as his artifical lungs began to turn themselves on. It was to simulate breathing even though the android honestly did not need to breath. The mans reproduction system also began to turn on. The skin taking on a warmth to the skin like that humans who were healthy had. The fingers began to twitch and move as they began to test out motion. The toes began curling and curling. The legs rising and falling. Foot moving up and down. Soon everything was fuctioning properly.<br/><br/>Those long full butterfly lashes began to delicately kiss upon the soft flesh of Malonâ€™s cheekbones. Once. Twice. Three times. Then slowly began to open up like out of one of those scenes of an anime movie. The eyes when opened were an inky darkness that slowly began to focus in on the world around him. His eyes looking around as they started to focus in. Scanning everything then focusing in on the man before him. Taking in the leaning and death grip he hand on the crate he was in. A brief rescan showed the wheel chair very close by. Then the gaze went to Arther again. â€œMalon.â€ He answered the question with a warm and dashing smile. The User Interface program starting up and uploading all information included by Arther. â€œUser Arther Abram. How does User wish to be addressed?â€ He requested. Ready to help the owner who seemed to be leaning a bit.