Disclaimer: Star Fox is not mine. It and its characters, setting, etc. are all owned by Nintendo.
My name is ROB 64. I was created at a Space Dynamics factory approximately 3 years before what is popularly known as the Lylat Wars began.
The day of my creation is still stored in my memory banks. I was designed to be the pilot and caretaker of the battleship Great Fox. To ensure my capability, my designers ran me through a series of stringent tests to ensure that I could do so.
After the final test, my examiner reviewed the results to decide whether or not I met the standards for my assigned duty.
My creators felt that certain feelings and emotions would interfere in my duties so I was not designed with them in mind. However, waiting there, waiting for my creators to decide my fate, I began to think. What would happen to me? I had seen other robots melted down when they failed these tests, was that to be my fate too? Would I never be able to fulfill my purpose?
As I ran through these scenarios, calculating their possibilities, my examiner, a Serpentes called Anna Conda, cleared her throat and turned to me.
In a slightly hissing voice, she said, "You pass."
My new "life" as you organics would call it, had begun.
AN: Just something short to get the story started.