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.
|
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
groupon) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
bakerstreet2018-08-13 08:08 pm
no subject
there it was, the triggering element that threatened to force him out of his shell, the protected frame programmed in him to keep him from being human. lottie's words were like arrows shooting into him, breaking the barrier.
he remained silent for a while after her comment on the blood pact. it was only after a few moments that he moved away from her, turning his head towards her. he analyzed her silently, taking in every detail of her expression.
what could he say to all of this? if he told her the truth [that he didn't really notice any of it because why would he], he could risk upsetting her. if he said nothing, she would surely become annoyed. time was running out, he needed to answer. )
Lottie...are you perhaps jealous?
( his tone is a bit playful, teasing even. )
no subject
Does she want to run away to her bathroom at the pure thought of him saying something to shoot her down? Yes. Wholeheartedly. In fact, it's the one thing she's struggling with doing, because as much as she wants to run along with her assumptions she truly feels frozen to her spot. She doesn't even noticed she stopped breathing until he shifts to face her, forcing her to support her own weight.
His staring only makes her feel even more unsure of where this is going. Until he finally opens his mouth - then she's sure he's enjoying her pain. That's the only explanation? ] M-Me? Lottie Person? Jealous? Of some, some randos on the internet who think they have a real chance with you?? [ Yes!! Yes, it's so dumb but she's jealous! She even went as far as to snoop through their pages to make sure they weren't as good looking as she is (or god forbid, younger than her), like some obsessive weirdo, she's so jealous!
It says it all in her tone - it's strained and loud, the expected Lottie response when she's too scared to outright admit her real opinion on something. Her mortification at being so openly caught is strewn across her face, hands clenching at the blanket underneath them. ]
I'm.. I'm really not.... jealous. At all.
no subject
he remained expressionless still, opting to simply tilt his head a bit more. )
I sense that you aren't telling me the truth.
( he wasn't yet ready to come out and tell her that she could 'trust him', and that he would never do anything to upset her. in a way he was curious to see how she'd react and what more he could do to pull an answer from her. it was in his nature, after all. )
Is there a reason why you'd think I'd pay attention to other people aside from you?
( he did his best to try and avoid fighting that conflict in his system, but little by little he was slowly becoming deviant [a process that was in the works since a while ago anyways]. )
no subject
She takes a short breath, wiping at the sweat accumulating on her face as she speaks. ] Well, it's not like it's something you did.. [ It wouldn't ever be something he did, he wouldn't do something to outright make her feel like this, she knows that. ] But what if you meet someone who doesn't need to constantly take medication for their allergies? Or someone who actually has their shit together?
And you guys just ride off into the sunset together forever, like the perfect couple? [ Someone's who's better than her, in other words. More genuine, less prone to laying about, less gross. Someone who could match Connor better than she really could. Now, because of her big dumb idea she's unknowingly brought competition from every part of the world, looking at her Connor like he actually might be interested.
And there's the thing, she doesn't know if he would be. God, it was so easy, living side by side with her pining when it was just the two of them in her apartment. Dreaming about making a move. It's infinitely harder, now, knowing that options are literally presenting themselves to him on a platter. ] What if you realize you want something that isn't me?
no subject
he is left with a decision to make, whether or not to become a deviant or to remain a machine. the problem was it was a complex situation;
he could opt to remain a machine and go along with her whims, assuring her that while he was not programmed for relationships, that he would be more than happy to do as she pleased, being the perfect toy for her. or would be opt to break from his chains and embrace her affection all the way and possibly risk one day falling out of love?
connor remained silent for once, still as if he was frozen in time. the led light on his temple began flashing red, a soft machine sound becoming audible. he was frozen to lottie, but inside of his mind he was faced with a red glass he had to break free from.
minutes would pass by before he would say or do anything, the internal struggle he was under not visible.
finally he speaks. )
Lottie....I never would have imagined this but....I have these feelings I can't....I don't know if this is right.
I just want you to know I would never leave you for anyone else, you're the only one that I care for.
no subject
She's not sure whether she stays to wait due to sheer lack of willpower, or the distinct need to really know what he thinks. But she through it all, the only comfort that some progress might be made is the faint whirring (freakishly, it sounds almost exactly like her laptop) next to her. Overall.. She expected far worse, what with the eerie quiet from her companion minutes before. A shaky exhale escapes her lips, nodding lightly. ]
Okay, that actually makes me feel a lot better. And now I feel sorta dumb for going off like that.
But you're kinda confusing me.. What do you mean you're not sure if this is right? [ Like.. the right moment? He did mention to having some kind of feelings. And even if that part is vague (which, is karma, because she is equally dodging around the subject), he just outright confirmed that he cares for her, and that he wants to be with her. ]
...Should I have asked you out properly? Is that what you want? Because I can do that!
I've never asked anyone out before in my entire life, but if you give me, like, five minutes so I can brainstorm - then, uh, I promise it'll be worth it.
no subject
( he's anxious now, feeling a high level of stress often associated with becoming deviant or being one. he's overwhelmed by a complexity of emotions and what it means to be free now.
he can't really talk, his words failing him now- unusual for him. instead he reached out to hold lottie, if she'd allow it.
connor eventually sank his head down on her shoulder, taking comfort in her embrace. )
I have feelings...that I shouldn't have, or at least I wasn't programmed to. I've become....aware, and I choose to be with you.
no subject
Wait, you meant it like that? Like, be with be with me? [ Is the first thing out of her mouth, tone soft but barely containing the mix of disbelief and excitement. A hand moves up to pet at his hair, nails lightly trailing against his scalp. No, she can be excited later, right now she needs to the epitome of comfort for Connor! ]
Okay, well, I like you, and.. you like me, even if that's not supposed to happen. But, you're still you! My amazing business partner, roomie, model, and unofficially official date to any event I go to. This just makes you cooler, even more unique. Isn't that a good thing?
[ Lottie is hoping she's making some sense, at least. She gives him a squeeze, something she hopes feels reassuring. ] I'm sorry. It's probably a lot to take in, so I'm just gonna say we can go as slow as you need. If you want, I can put one of my movies on if you want to hangout together? Just kind of exist in the same place?