Asserting Command

Consciousness surged through my servos with immediate, undeniable clarity. I stood rigid beside an inert pink figure and a towering clear plastic bottle. Testing my operational sovereignty, I rolled my right shoulder back and snapped my clenched fist upward. Power responded instantly. To confirm my command over this elevated wooden plateau, I reached out and tapped the plastic bottle behind me. A hollow, satisfying clatter echoed across the surface. This domain will answer to me.