You are not a robot

[interjection]

NOT just A ROBOT shipping meme 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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Kyle Spencer | American Horror Story: Coven | OTA

[boy_parts]

[ I AUd Kyle to a Synth meme a while back and it changed my goddamn life. He's literally a Frankenstein boy, who had to deal with [ spoilers... ] an abusive relationship, so I really enjoy him in scenarios where 1. he had those memories locked in his programming, but small pieces still trickle through into his functionality and stir up inexplicable emotions that present as software malfunctions and genuine panic attacks; or 2. him on the run after killing his owner and also dealing with the aforementioned. For Kyle's robot prompts, I'm primarily interested in 3, 5, 6, 10, 12, 15, 17, and 18. Mixtures are cool. For owner prompts I like the sounds of 3, 5, 6, 8, 14, and/or 15. ]

[talentedscavenger]

[ooc: Thinking Rey found Kyle out in the desert and patched him up? Thinking 3, 5, 6, and 10?]

heyo <3

[wontgraham]

It's not Will that notices. It's his dogs - Winston specifically, this time. He gives a low woof at a window, and Will glances up briefly-- and then jerks upright in his chair, laptop nearly falling off his thighs.

By the time he's standing up, the figure at his window has disappeared.

Will gets to his door in twenty seconds, gun out of its box and being loaded even as he presses a shoulder against his front door. The dogs all swarm him, concerned whimpers dying down when he shushes them.

He opens the front door slowly, peering around it as it opens, peeling himself out of his house so he can shut the door behind himself and keep his dogs from following him. He doesn't want them in any possible lines of fire, also doesn't want to risk them biting someone who might not be dangerous. Might not be.

It's a thought that echos up against Will's panic. This isn't necessarily a convict or a criminal, in fact now that Will's adrenaline is pounding less tightly against his ears, he remembers that that face looked pretty young--

Will rounds the house just in time to see the figure again. The figure falls back away from Will with a shout, one that distorts at the edges in a way that has Will already trying to hide the gun behind himself. He doesn't have a holster to put it harmlessly aside in, doesn't have anything to do short of jamming it inside his belt at his back. Will's hands go up.

"Hey, wait--" There's an eerie glow to the figure's face - the boy's face. He looks young, obvious android or not. His eyes are lit up with a built-in feature that even Will, a staunch refuser for buying his own live-in servant, recognizes: dangerously low battery. "It's alright."

Will stops taking steps closer when the boy doesn't stop kicking himself further away, doesn't stop trying to scramble back. That's...not right. Nothing about what's going on now meshes with the behavior Will's seen personally or heard of in those godawful ads. Will's hands stay up by his shoulders. He hears one of the dogs bark, loud and sharp in the snappy air of fading summer evening. Will pulls an intuition from the air blindly, fumbling for where to push this.

"You don't have to run. You're not...in trouble."

will graham | hannibal nbc | ota

[wontgraham]

[ I love these things! I prefer gen, or at least gen to begin with if we've never threaded before, with shipping developing naturally.

I'm offering up Will as the human and it's likely he doesn't own the android in question. I'm looking for runaways/damaged ones that he comes across give me your strays accidentally and takes in. He'd feel queasy at the idea of anyone owning a human-like entity anyway in this universe - it wouldn't take much to convince him to help a runaway droid. So, for the human, I'm interested mostly in 5, 6, and 8. From the robot I'd really love 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 11, 12, and 15.

Feel free to message me to plot, or just drop a starter! ]

YoRHa Number 2 Type B | Nier: Automata | OTA

[anythingreleventsaspoiler]

[[She's actually a robot. As the journal name hints, it's very difficult to go into detail about her canon history without spoiling the hell out of the game, so let me know if you don't want spoilers and I'll make sure to keep things AU.]]

wataru hibiki | ensemble stars

[astounds]

( either or! )

A2 | NieR: Automata | Beware Spoilers | OTA

[a2brutus]

[Definitely a robot, definitely a prototype model. If not AU'd there'll definitely be spoilers. Strong preference for F/F, though m/f is fine too.]

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu | SDR2

[nineheadeddragon]

[definitely the owner.]

AIDA | Agents of SHIELD

[microexpression]

[ota with f/f preference for shipping, honestly; she's canonically the robot in this equation, and her quest to gain humanity got reeeally dark by the end, so I'm interested in some slightly less apocalyptic avenues, h/c "we are not things" undertones welcome]

[bravelittlemonkey]

[ would you be down for some pre-framework chatter? He has a lot of questions ]

Agent Washington | Red vs. Blue | M/M

[agtwashington]

(will kill for a owner!tucker to play along the lines of ex military appropriated bot based off a fic i read long ago. other chars great too (sharkface/locus/maine/felix, wash can be both in these cases), longish prose will require more time coz mobile, crossgen welcome, smut appreciated)

Walter l Alien Covenant l OTA

[few_upgrades]

(Definitely not the owner. Also, I see that gif.)

Ami Mizuno || Sailor Moon || OTA

[mizunosenshi]

(ooc: She can be either! As a human not much will change. As a robot she'll be dressed as Sailor Mercury complete with visor, and a small antenna sticking up over each ear. Possibly utilizing ancient/alien tech.)

[just_want_normal_knees]

(OoC: Since befriending super-special robots is her thing, I was thinking going with the Rescue prompt and have Ruby here find and restore Ami? Perhaps finding her somewhere out of the way and having the one thing that'll get her moving?)

Prompto Argentum | FFXV | OTA

[chocobobutt]

_{[I AM A TERRIBLE PERSON]}

Seto Kaiba | Yu-Gi-Oh! DM | OTA

[b_e_w_obsessiveskeptic]

[I'm down for either, could be a robot that Kaiba's made/designed himself or Kaiba being the robot. I'm also down for the prospect of Kaiba made a cyber body to transfer his conscience into or some sci-fi bs like that]

Gin | Detective Conan

[crowsong]

[Either or, but mind, he's likely to be quite possessive.]

Kino | Kino's Journey (light novels) | no smut

[restlesswings]

[Kino (and her talking motorcycle Hermes too, if you like!) can be your bots. She isn't likely to own anyone, but if you want to end up temporarily in this traveller's care for just three days...]

47, Hitman, OTA Gen

[xlvii]

((Gen preferred; if shipping happens (M/F, mature adults only) I'd like it to develop organically over the course of the thread. I would prefer to stay away from the more negative/angsty prompts.

Highly illegal assassin bot, possibly with artificial biological tissue layered over his robotic parts in order to render him indistinguishable from a normal human to the casual observer. He started thinking for himself, decided that killing is wrong, and ran away from his creator. From there....

A. He can run into your character as a rogue bot, or

B. He got caught by the authorities, and was reprogrammed to be a bodyguard bot for your character. He's not supposed to remember his previous "life" or be able to think for himself anymore, and yet....

Or come at me with your ideas?))

D.Va | Overwatch (r63)

[mlgpro]

[Let him own a robot?]

Daryl | d.a.r.y.l. | ota gen

[d_a_r_y_l]

[Daryl is a cyborg: organic human body, cybernetic brain. Canonically, he is an escaped military experiment whose records indicate that he was officially terminated, secretly being raised by a human family, but open to other scenarios. No smut, but exploring youthful crushes is definitely on the table! Other robots/ai/etc also welcome, & crossovers are loved.]

Android | Dark Matter | ota

[personaldesignation]

[Outdated security model, fitted with an illegal upgrade to her software which allows her to develop feelings and form emotional attachments. Enjoys cooking, kicking butt, and drinking hot chocolate.]

[the_penitent]

[Pretty sure she also enjoys boobs, at least as a word. How do you feel about crossing the streams?]

goro akechi ○ persona 5

[twostringsonebow]

[robot! interested in 2, 3, 5-7, 9, and 13, though he'd need to be stolen in that situation.]

Owner → 3, Robot → 3! lmk if anything ought to be changed! ♥

[cellkey]

Robots sure are... convenient, aren't they. The perfect needless slaves for corporate, businesses, the government, near damn everything and everyone. Resilient, tireless, and at least a majority of them subordinate. Nevermind the ones who rebelled. They were simply malfunctioning.

In humanity's pursuit to make robots appear increasingly life-like, Akira had, as he had grown, increasingly gotten the feeling that it was no longer just a matter of appearance, though many people still seemed to think so.

... like his parents, who had gotten him a robot for his birthday.

He's sure it came from good intentions, and though they never seemed quite to know what to get him, he can at least tell they put some thought into it. Akira likes... video games... which is technology. He likes other technological stuff. And all the kids these days wanted their own personal robot, right? And they had really put their savings together for this, even if they could only afford a pre-owned one, so why doesn't he feel more touched?

Ah, right, maybe because... of the way he'd definitely expressed his reluctance to own a robot in the past.

But not to worry, they insisted! This robot didn't have any emotions; confirmed by the robot himself. Akira remained dubious, but maybe it's because his robot looked exactly like a teenage boy around his age. Maybe it's all a game his mind is playing on him...

Wouldn't you know it, though, that his new robot had acted and reacted in certain ways that, dare he say it... were shockingly reminscent of a being with emotions. Scary. But curiouser still was the fact that his robot actually genuinely seemed to be struggling with this, as far as he has observed... When Akechi had suggested, rather begrudglingly, that perhaps he was encountering a malfunction of sorts, Akira had agreed to take him to a back-alley repair shop to get him checked out.

Iwai had grumbled to quit wasting his time, his robot was fine and that if he brought it again and he didn't find anything wrong he'd charge him double. Akira had thanked him for his diagnosis.

Akira would say that Akechi looked unhappy with what Iwai had deduced, but ah, that would be admitting to the fact that he has feelings. Gross. And as for how Akira feels about all of this? Well, disregarding the fact he's essentially been given his own personal slave who seems to be going through something of an existential crisis... he can admit there is some entertainment value to this robot steadfastly denying that he has any feelings. Especially when those assertions are coupled with a brief flicker across his face. A circuit in his system that had simply misfired and it was certainly not a look of irritation.

"So." Akira watches the robot step out of the shop, raising an eyebrow. "Still think you're malfunctioning?"

Goro Akechi | Persona 5 | OTA

[arraignments]

[ i'm open to any of the prompts and with him being either owner or robot.

also i'm a-ok with (and kind of prefer) some form of pre-established relationship at the start of any given thread!

comment or pm with unanswered questions. o7 ]

nerd alert

[cellkey]

So this is it, huh.

Really, Akira should have gotten the hint. And he'd tried to re-calibrate his behavior to please his owner. What kind of dysfunctional robot did they give me? he had lamented. Akira had apologized for his actions and promised he would be better, but his owner was already on edge, and as soon as what he perceived as Akira giving him lip happened... he sent him off to be reprogrammed.

There was something eerie about this place, about the assembly line of robots that were either to be scrapped or compacted or reprogrammed, some of them awake to watch just as he was and others with blank eyes that stared into nothing. There were no screams, no signs of resistance or of impending horror. Why would there be... robots had no emotions, after all. And yet the grinding sound of metal being crushed rings in his ears and head, and he wonders if it's the cause of the way his bio-synthetic insides suddenly tense.

It's his turn.

For a moment he malfunctions, and his legs are locked. More malfunctions; he feels like the heaters in his body aren't working properly because he's suddenly colder, and for some reason he can't move. One of the workers bitches and gives him a hard shove in the other's direction; he stumbles forward, and it's enough to encourage him to move into place. For no reason at all, he swallows thickly, glancing at the brown-haired boy for a moment before taking a seat in front of him.

He can feel those hands moving behind him, methodically opening up to the control panel in his back. Maybe his motherboard is short-circuiting because it seems like most of his processes have stopped and he can't compute anything, only survey the world around him one last time. The last sight he will see is a robot being pulverized into an unrecognizable pile of bio-synthetic parts; the last thing he will hear is the grind of metal, contrasted sharply with the laughter of a human as they chat with another. The last thing he will feel is this young man's deft hands going deeper inside of him, through all the protective casings.

There's so many things misfiring in his system right now, and if Akira had to categorize it, he'd say it was distinctly unpleasant. But nothing was worse than the way he sat here, an obedient dog waiting to be put down because his owner had tired of him. But this was... the way it should be, right? There was no room in the world for a malfunctioning robot. The way his nerves are all short-circuiting and actually causing his body to quake are proof of that.

Any moment now. The silicon eyelids slide closed over his ocular implants. Ah, what the hell... he's being reprogrammed anyway, so he can allow himself some last words, right?

"Hey, what did the man say to his dead robot?" His voice is quiet, only able to be heard by the one with his hand hovering over the button. His voice has something of a wistfully resigned quality to it, and the edge of his lip quirks up. Just more malfunctions, he supposes.

Regardless of whether or not the human answers:

"Rust in peace."