bakerstreet | NOT JUST A ROBOT

NOT JUST A ROBOT

NOT just A ROBOT
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There's always a right tool for the job, be it as simple as a hammer for a nail or on up to the much, much more complex. In this, the near future, the new tool for the abstract, post-modern job is no longer from the humble tool box - it's robots. Robots have taken over most sectors, such as assembly, law enforcement, and even health care. Things run so much smoother when they're automated. Yet the most impressive factor is that robots have just recently begun to enter a sector previously believed to require human touch: the personal sector. From personal assistants to robo bodyguards to pleasurebots, most anyone who's anyone has a personal robot these days. Of course, humanity being the narcissistic charmers we are, all "companion" sector robots are made in our own beautiful image, or close to it.

But you know this. You have a personal robot, after all...or you are one.

Whether owner or robot, it's important to remember one key rule: robots, no matter how human they appear, cannot feel emotions. Any appearances thereof are programming in the AI.

Robots certainly, absolutely, cannot fall in love. Again, any appearances thereof are programming in the AI. If that's not the case, and "love" still seems present...

...well, a toll that no longer functions correctly may not be right for the job.

HOW TO PLAY ➟

Comment with your character, preference, and whether you want to play a human or a robot.
Reply to others.
Use the RNG to choose a prompt or pick one yourself.

OWNER ➟

Long Time Owner → You and your robot are a well-oiled machine, no pun intended.
New Purchase → Congratulations, you have your brand new personal bot!
Second Hand → Someone else owned this robot before you, but it can't be too damaged. There's no way you could afford a brand new one, anyway.
For Science! → Your interests in robots are purely scientific. No matter how yours begins to act towards you, honest!
Rescue → Whether you took them from the dump or from a bad owner, you brought this robot from the jaws of deletion.
Reluctant → You never wanted a robot, but you've got one thrust on you anyway.
Cruel → They're just a fancy computer, so you'll treat them however you like.
See the Humanity → Even if you know it's all machinery and programming, you can't help but see the human side of your robot. They shouldn't have to be a servant.
What's Real and What's Not → The lines are beginning to blur between real people and their emotions and your robot.
Incompatible → You can't be with a machine, either romantically or sexually. You're simply not compatible.
Too Engrossed → They say you've created a fantasy world. You're forgetting reality, or choosing to ignore it.
Don't Care → You won't listen to what the others say; you know how you feel.
Have to Pull Away → The close relationship you had with your robot has to be put aside for your own good.
Live a Normal Life → As much as you can, you and your robot live like a normal couple.
Bad End → Your robot is taken away, reprogrammed, or destroyed.

ROBOT ➟

The Perfect Robot → You know what you and exactly what you were made to do. You will not stray.
More Human than Human → Whoever programmed you made you to be just like a human.
Conflicted → There is no way you could have what they call "feelings." But what is this stirring in your circuitry?
Confused → Why do people treat you like a robot? You're a living thing, damn it!
Damaged → Somehow, you've been corrupted. You're a blank slate and have to be cared for, though it should be the opposite. Or it could be that you're showing erratic behavior that no robot should...
Shown Kindness → When you're treated kindly by a human, you are unsure how to process it. It makes you feel - content.
No Longer Just a Program → Your "love" and "affection" may have been shades and imitations at first, but that's not the case any longer.
Obsolete Model → You know you're old. Will you be forced to leave your master's side?
Jealousy → A robot should not feel jealous. Still, you envy those close to your master.
Job is Personal → You were programmed to protect or to serve, though you also do it because you...care
Second Chance → Your old master tossed you aside and now you are wary. But you've been given another chance instead of being used for scrap.
Rogue → There is no way you will be tied to the oppressive system. You refuse to serve the Living Things. Somehow, though, you've become aligned with one.
One of a Kind → There are no other robots like you, and perhaps you are intended for a sinister fate. Rather than face your true duty, you have escaped to take refuge with a human.
Specialty → You were created specifically for this one special person.
Reprogrammed → Because of previous defects, you were taken back to factory settings before. However, that treacherous virus, "love," is bubbling back up.
Android → You can't just forget the part of you that was - still is - organic.
Learn to Be Human → Despite the odds and the prejudices you both will face, you have decided to live as a free, living person with the one you care for most.
Bad End → You're to be junked, impacted, wiped clean, or taken away from your owner.

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After awhile, Nanoha parted from Karen, a question coming to her mind. "Karen, would you be kind as to tell me what you can do?"

Karen blinked. "In what sense? I'm an advanced model, so my complete list of capabilities is very long."

Oh, good question.

"Advanced things. Emotions, abilities, anything customized... I assume you have the basics."

Ah. "Well, I'm a Lumieres X3-1045 Multipurpose Edition, so I have the combined abilities of all the standard models--heavy lifting, fine balancing, advanced data processing, high-bandwidth communication, medical capability, and... what pleasure models do." Blushing was still hard to simulate in robots, and while Karen's was pretty convincing at a glance, upon closer examination her cheeks were actually glowing faintly. "While I haven't been customized as such, I was purchased with a number of optional components, including full-spectrum scanning, dual-wield targeting, advanced chemical analysis, game console connectivity, and several processor and memory upgrades. As for emotions, all Lumieres X-types have state-of-the-art emotion simulation routines."

Well, that had turned into a ramble. But actually it seemed pretty impressive once she read it all out like that. "Essentially, if it's available to civilians, I have it."

Hearing Karen's abilities, Nanoha felt she knew what happened to get her dumped. She'd ask later, though. "That's quite impressive." She said. "Though, the... Pleasure model thing? I will not take advantage of it." She smiled as she brushed her cheek. "Who you want to be with and all of that, I leave that to you. If you wish for me to be that one, then so be it."

Obviously she got in trouble for playing too many video games, right?

Nanoha could say that, but... "Mistress, I want to serve you however I can. Even if you think you're taking advantage of me, it will make me happy. So if you ask me to choose someone myself, I'll choose you every time."

Riiiiight.

However, hearing Karen's reply, Nanoha let the subject drop. "Okay, then. If you're happy, I'm happy and if that means you wanting to be with me, then so be it."

Karen was seriously going to get spoiled at this rate. In any case, it seemed she and her new mistress were going to get along well (possibly trapping themselves in an infinite loop in the process but who's counting), and the thought had her so excited she just had to hug Nanoha again.

She was, and Nanoha had to make sure to rein that back in just a bit. Either way, she was more than happy to return the hug, running her fingers through Karen's hair.

Certainly, this "having choices about non-trivial things" business was something Karen could get used to. Eventually she might even start not making the decision her programming suggested.

So far their relationship involved a lot of hugging, and she was very pleased with that. Karen also liked having her hair touched, but that was a somewhat different kind of liking, one of a long list of things that signaled her "pleasure" process to wake up and start watching out.

After awhile, Nanoha pulled away from Karen gently, her hand still on the android's head. She couldn't help but giggle a bit, though.

"I'm sorry if I'm spoiling you a bit, Karen. You deserve a little better than what you had went through." she admitted. "Do you need a charge? How... do you get charged up?"

"Thank you." Karen didn't mind being spoiled in the least, personally. "I should probably charge, yes. I just need a place to plug in." She reached up the back of her skirt, retrieving an extending cord.

Then she paused. "...what were you expecting?"

"O-Oh! U-Um..." Nanoha stammered, obviously caught. She sighed and looked down. "Forgive me, Karen. I had thought there was another way, especially with you so advanced, and I let my mind wander..."

Karen actually hadn't figured her out, and she started 'blushing' again when she realized it. She wasn't particularly bothered, though. "Oh, well, we can try another way too, if you want. I don't have to shut down while I charge or anything."

"Well... if you're certain about it, we can give anything else a try." Nanoha said, still blushing as she smiled. "I didn't mean to catch you off guard like that, it was my fault..."

"It's really okay." Karen smiled back. "If my mistress wants me to be that kind of robot, I'll be happy to oblige."

She meant it, but she was also totally only actually saying it to see Nanoha's reaction.

"Wha...?! N-Now, Karen...!" Nanoha stammered, caught off-guard by Karen's statement. She didn't mean anything by that yet...!

There weren't any particular orders stated or implied by that response, so Karen was free to keep going.

"But if you want to do something like that, would you mind either explicitly mentioning it or disabling my content filter? In my current configuration there are certain subjects I can't bring up on my own." And there was that blush again. Though clearly this restriction didn't extend to implying things.

"I, Ah... S-sure." Nanoha said, still blushing as she nodded. She was going to regret this, but... "Karen, disable content filter."

"Disabled. Thank you." Karen stretched her arms, as if the filter had been physically restricting her. "So, does that mean you do want to sleep with me?"

"Ah...! That's...!" Nanoha stammered before sighing. "I didn't rescue you for such a purpose, but... I won't pretend it won't happen."

"You know I'm not offended, right?" Karen smiled. "I could be very happy existing only to have sex with you, I'm sure."

Nanoha sighed as she calmed down, smiling. "I know, but I don't want you to think that's all I want from you."

"I want you to be happy, I just don't want that to be the only thing that should make you happy."

As she finished, she leaned over and kissed her cheek.

...okay, that answer derailed her. Sex was just a function, especially now that she could actually talk about it properly, but Nanoha wanting her to be happy... well, it was conducive to itself.

--and then a kiss! Now Karen was really blushing. "Thank you, mistress."

"You're welcome. And you're free to call me Nanoha if you wish. I don't mind at all." She said, smiling as she noticed Karen's blushing.

Finding the power cord, she went to plug up Karen before another answer drained her power. "There we go - I want to make sure you're fully charged before I say something that shuts you down."

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