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Introduction
The Artificial Age
Created by OmegaSyndrome and SilentAnthem
Mactabilisplasmosis:
A disease that gained much attention in the year 2260. It was discovered that this disease altered the mental state of those infected giving them a "zombie-like" quality. It is a deadlier and more infectious strain of Toxoplasmosa gondii. Whereas the latter generally infects rats and cats, M. plasmosis has evolved to be able to infect humans as well. It can be contracted from nearly anything, from poor hygiene to eating bad meat to working in the yard without gloves on. It can also be contracted from coming in contact with an infected person. There is no known cure for this disease and no sure way to stay safe.
Those infected by this disease gradually lose all sense of who they were and become vicious and intolerable in society. In the worst cases they become cannibalistic and must be killed. It can be treated with an antivirus; however, this can only prolong ones imminent demise.
Because this disease is practically lurking around every corner, much of the world had unknowingly become infected. Those who were lucky enough to evade this horrific disease felt cornered and created androids, as they could perform human activities and not contract the disease, for protection. Eventually the human population declined drastically and the virus was painstakingly extracted from the purified domes and left in the outside world. Disposable protective suits must be worn to venture outside the domes.
Androids:
Androids started out as metallic robots capable of doing simple chores. The programming was simple. The robots served as maids, cooks, or gardeners. They were programmed with the ability to say simple phrases but nothing more. As with all technology, the androids evolved very quickly. By the 31st century androids looked so human some had a hard time telling the two apart. They were the newest model: the A-275. The A-275s were made up of three layers: a malleable bio-metallic skeleton capable of expanding over the years, a strong synthetic muscle structure, and a soft synthetic skin coating. Basically, they were the most human non-humans ever made. They have their own nervous system made up of a large computer chip brain and thin cords running throughout their body. The brain is programmed to think on its own and mimic human actions and emotions. However, human emotions are complex and most of the A-275s are unable to express human emotions that well. They can “mimic” emotions but not “express” their own. The A-275s also have a built in heart that pumps a supply of artificial blood through their bodies. The blood acts as fuel/batteries for the androids so unlike previous models, they do not need to be recharged electrically. The A-275s do not need to eat so they have a rather weak digestive system. They're able to take in liquid food but not solid. This model also does not need much sleep.
Because of the lack of humans in the world, a government linked Artificial Intelligence lab called CyberX issue androids to certain wealthy families for a price. The families can “adopt” this model at age 6 and raise them to be one of their own, purchase them at an older age as a companion model, and anything else they can think of. This model is able to adapt to new environments quickly. The A-275s have a 50 year life expectancy and will "expire" after the 50 years. This model cannot reproduce.
There are CyberX labs in all ten domes with the headquarters in the Union dome. The A-275s are required to go in for annual checkups. During the checkups, a doctor will change the blood supply, check for malfunctions and update any new programming. As of now, they are unsure whether the model can reproduce but they do know that the androids are immune to all diseases.
Androids (all models) have unique features. Their eye colors resemble the color of the gem of the dome they were made in. Ex: Androids of Ametrine would have purplish/gold eyes since Ametrine is that color.
The A-290s:
This is the newest model of androids created by CyberX. After many failed attempts, they have finally created a successful android that is much more advanced than the A-275s. As of now, there are two A-290 prototypes in the world, one male and one female. They have been released on a “test run” and are under constant surveillance. 15 scientists have been assigned to monitor this model. Any sign of malfunction is to be reported immediately and these two will be sent back to the labs for fine tuning. These two prototypes are to report back to the labs every other week for check-ups and examinations. The A-290s are able to express their own emotions that are pretty much 95% accurate. They are able to eat and fully digest all human food without complications. This model sleeps regularly and can even dream. The same type of blood fuels this model as well as the same physical makeup. The A-290s are programmed to be able to reproduce but the scientists have not yet tested that stage. Although they are 90% sure it will work, there a 10% chance of it not working. If these androids are to engage in such activities while in their test run, then the scientists will know for sure whether or not reproduction works. They also have a 75 year life expectancy. During the testing stages, the scientists put them through a variety of tests. For example, at age 15, the A-290s were given a football simulation to test their athletic skills and their response to likes and dislikes. Then finally when all the tests were passed, they were released to the real world. If these two A-290s pass the test, all A-275 models will be updated.
Government—“The Union”
The world is ruled by a small group of elites called The Union. Only the best of the best are allowed to rule. Each dome has its own set of rulers. A representative from each dome is sent to the island where the Union is located twice a year to discuss the status of each dome and any other political and economic issues. The Union may seem like the ideal government but in reality they are a group of social elites who favor the rich.
Social Class:
Like modern Earth, the year 3010 is made up of different social classes. The upper class (rich aristocrats) is generally made up of politicians, scientists, government members and successful artists. They are the people who own the androids seeing as how androids are very expensive and they are the only people who have the type of income. With that said, most of the androids wander around the rich neighborhoods as companions or family to the wealthy. They have the most influence on political or governmental issues which is why androids are still out and running.
The middle class people can afford lesser/older models of androids and the lower class can not afford any.
Communication:
Holograms. Because of the 11 domes, people communicate with each other through advanced holographic platforms. The hologram can be projected anywhere within the 11 domes and the image is life like. It looks as if the person is standing next to you but it’s just a projection. The Union meets twice a year in person but usually hold holographic meetings.
Transportation:
Within the domes, people travel around in solar powered vehicles and the occasional hover car. Again, this depends on the social status and only the wealthy can afford hover cars. But the general public drives solar powered vehicles. To travel from dome to dome requires the use of the underground Tube. A person or a group of people gets in a sealed orb that slides down underground tubes and arrives at the designated location within a few hours. The fear of the outside has prevented them from using airplanes. Everything is either underground or in Safe Domes.
Education:
Students go to school until they are 16. At 16 they graduate from secondary education and go on to a specialized school to train for their careers. Studies are much more intensive than they are now. The students are required to choose a field when they are about 13 years old and then train in that field to prepare for the world. The Union made up that law to make sure everyone is doing their part in the community. But the type of education one receives depends on their social class. The wealthy people can afford to attend the best schools while the lower class can only afford the most basic type of school. Immediately after graduation, they spend a year shadowing someone in the chosen field and then immediately begin their career.
Technology:
The people live in giant artificial domes capable of containing up to seven million people. The dome walls are made up of reinforced fiberglass with panels among panels of holographic screens/digital panels to create the illusion of a perfect world (blue skies, puffy clouds, sunshine). The outside of the dome walls is made up of many solar panels that generate enough electricity to power the entire dome. Because they live in a dome, it no longer rains. Most of the people there can't even comprehend "rain" seeing as how they have never experienced it. There are plants but there are no animals. People believe that animals are disease carriers and because of their paranoid state, have decided not to bring them back. Because of that, everyone is vegetarian. But CyberX has created many artificial meat products out of soy and other non-animal products. The food goes under many inspections before it is packaged and shipped to the stores. Everything has less fat and sugar content. The water has gone under reverse osmosis to prevent water-borne diseases. There is a vent that cleans the dome air periodically to prevent air-borne diseases. If outside air does happen to get in, the people evacuate beneath the domes to their emergency underground facility. Each household is equipped with emergency kits to combat such emergencies.
Because of the medical advancements, there are cures to many incurable diseases. The medication and medical technology is amazing. People have also become health freaks. No smoking, no drinking, no drugs of any kind. It has now become a crime to do those things. If someone is caught with one of those (it would be their own creation. Stores don’t sell them), they’re first given a warning, then a fine of several hundred dollars and then arrested if they repeat the crime. Everyone must get vaccinated and go in for bi-annual physical check-ups.
The Order:
A rebel group established around three years before present time. It was founded by a small group of people in Soladite who wanted the world to return to the way things were, to the natural order. That is, they believed humans should be natural not synthetic. They do not believe people should have the power to create life and they are completely opposed to the way The Union works. Power should not be in the hands of a few social elites but rather in the hands of the people. The population should have a say in what goes on in society. They also believe that humans do not have the right to play God. This group has expanded and spread to all domes. They work discretely and communicate by word of mouth with all commands spreading from their main leader, who remains hidden, so they can stay off The Union's radar.
Motto: Errare humanum est.
(To Err Is Human)
Dome names:
Union Headquaters—Island in the Atlantic-Nuumite
USA- Selenite
UK- Ametrine
Saudi Arabia- Citrine
Russia- Malachite
Australia- Kyanite
Japan- Vermarine
China- Carnelian
India- Chrysobery
Brazil- Dichroite
Canada- Soladite
Created by OmegaSyndrome and SilentAnthem
Mactabilisplasmosis:
A disease that gained much attention in the year 2260. It was discovered that this disease altered the mental state of those infected giving them a "zombie-like" quality. It is a deadlier and more infectious strain of Toxoplasmosa gondii. Whereas the latter generally infects rats and cats, M. plasmosis has evolved to be able to infect humans as well. It can be contracted from nearly anything, from poor hygiene to eating bad meat to working in the yard without gloves on. It can also be contracted from coming in contact with an infected person. There is no known cure for this disease and no sure way to stay safe.
Those infected by this disease gradually lose all sense of who they were and become vicious and intolerable in society. In the worst cases they become cannibalistic and must be killed. It can be treated with an antivirus; however, this can only prolong ones imminent demise.
Because this disease is practically lurking around every corner, much of the world had unknowingly become infected. Those who were lucky enough to evade this horrific disease felt cornered and created androids, as they could perform human activities and not contract the disease, for protection. Eventually the human population declined drastically and the virus was painstakingly extracted from the purified domes and left in the outside world. Disposable protective suits must be worn to venture outside the domes.
Androids:
Androids started out as metallic robots capable of doing simple chores. The programming was simple. The robots served as maids, cooks, or gardeners. They were programmed with the ability to say simple phrases but nothing more. As with all technology, the androids evolved very quickly. By the 31st century androids looked so human some had a hard time telling the two apart. They were the newest model: the A-275. The A-275s were made up of three layers: a malleable bio-metallic skeleton capable of expanding over the years, a strong synthetic muscle structure, and a soft synthetic skin coating. Basically, they were the most human non-humans ever made. They have their own nervous system made up of a large computer chip brain and thin cords running throughout their body. The brain is programmed to think on its own and mimic human actions and emotions. However, human emotions are complex and most of the A-275s are unable to express human emotions that well. They can “mimic” emotions but not “express” their own. The A-275s also have a built in heart that pumps a supply of artificial blood through their bodies. The blood acts as fuel/batteries for the androids so unlike previous models, they do not need to be recharged electrically. The A-275s do not need to eat so they have a rather weak digestive system. They're able to take in liquid food but not solid. This model also does not need much sleep.
Because of the lack of humans in the world, a government linked Artificial Intelligence lab called CyberX issue androids to certain wealthy families for a price. The families can “adopt” this model at age 6 and raise them to be one of their own, purchase them at an older age as a companion model, and anything else they can think of. This model is able to adapt to new environments quickly. The A-275s have a 50 year life expectancy and will "expire" after the 50 years. This model cannot reproduce.
There are CyberX labs in all ten domes with the headquarters in the Union dome. The A-275s are required to go in for annual checkups. During the checkups, a doctor will change the blood supply, check for malfunctions and update any new programming. As of now, they are unsure whether the model can reproduce but they do know that the androids are immune to all diseases.
Androids (all models) have unique features. Their eye colors resemble the color of the gem of the dome they were made in. Ex: Androids of Ametrine would have purplish/gold eyes since Ametrine is that color.
The A-290s:
This is the newest model of androids created by CyberX. After many failed attempts, they have finally created a successful android that is much more advanced than the A-275s. As of now, there are two A-290 prototypes in the world, one male and one female. They have been released on a “test run” and are under constant surveillance. 15 scientists have been assigned to monitor this model. Any sign of malfunction is to be reported immediately and these two will be sent back to the labs for fine tuning. These two prototypes are to report back to the labs every other week for check-ups and examinations. The A-290s are able to express their own emotions that are pretty much 95% accurate. They are able to eat and fully digest all human food without complications. This model sleeps regularly and can even dream. The same type of blood fuels this model as well as the same physical makeup. The A-290s are programmed to be able to reproduce but the scientists have not yet tested that stage. Although they are 90% sure it will work, there a 10% chance of it not working. If these androids are to engage in such activities while in their test run, then the scientists will know for sure whether or not reproduction works. They also have a 75 year life expectancy. During the testing stages, the scientists put them through a variety of tests. For example, at age 15, the A-290s were given a football simulation to test their athletic skills and their response to likes and dislikes. Then finally when all the tests were passed, they were released to the real world. If these two A-290s pass the test, all A-275 models will be updated.
Government—“The Union”
The world is ruled by a small group of elites called The Union. Only the best of the best are allowed to rule. Each dome has its own set of rulers. A representative from each dome is sent to the island where the Union is located twice a year to discuss the status of each dome and any other political and economic issues. The Union may seem like the ideal government but in reality they are a group of social elites who favor the rich.
Social Class:
Like modern Earth, the year 3010 is made up of different social classes. The upper class (rich aristocrats) is generally made up of politicians, scientists, government members and successful artists. They are the people who own the androids seeing as how androids are very expensive and they are the only people who have the type of income. With that said, most of the androids wander around the rich neighborhoods as companions or family to the wealthy. They have the most influence on political or governmental issues which is why androids are still out and running.
The middle class people can afford lesser/older models of androids and the lower class can not afford any.
Communication:
Holograms. Because of the 11 domes, people communicate with each other through advanced holographic platforms. The hologram can be projected anywhere within the 11 domes and the image is life like. It looks as if the person is standing next to you but it’s just a projection. The Union meets twice a year in person but usually hold holographic meetings.
Transportation:
Within the domes, people travel around in solar powered vehicles and the occasional hover car. Again, this depends on the social status and only the wealthy can afford hover cars. But the general public drives solar powered vehicles. To travel from dome to dome requires the use of the underground Tube. A person or a group of people gets in a sealed orb that slides down underground tubes and arrives at the designated location within a few hours. The fear of the outside has prevented them from using airplanes. Everything is either underground or in Safe Domes.
Education:
Students go to school until they are 16. At 16 they graduate from secondary education and go on to a specialized school to train for their careers. Studies are much more intensive than they are now. The students are required to choose a field when they are about 13 years old and then train in that field to prepare for the world. The Union made up that law to make sure everyone is doing their part in the community. But the type of education one receives depends on their social class. The wealthy people can afford to attend the best schools while the lower class can only afford the most basic type of school. Immediately after graduation, they spend a year shadowing someone in the chosen field and then immediately begin their career.
Technology:
The people live in giant artificial domes capable of containing up to seven million people. The dome walls are made up of reinforced fiberglass with panels among panels of holographic screens/digital panels to create the illusion of a perfect world (blue skies, puffy clouds, sunshine). The outside of the dome walls is made up of many solar panels that generate enough electricity to power the entire dome. Because they live in a dome, it no longer rains. Most of the people there can't even comprehend "rain" seeing as how they have never experienced it. There are plants but there are no animals. People believe that animals are disease carriers and because of their paranoid state, have decided not to bring them back. Because of that, everyone is vegetarian. But CyberX has created many artificial meat products out of soy and other non-animal products. The food goes under many inspections before it is packaged and shipped to the stores. Everything has less fat and sugar content. The water has gone under reverse osmosis to prevent water-borne diseases. There is a vent that cleans the dome air periodically to prevent air-borne diseases. If outside air does happen to get in, the people evacuate beneath the domes to their emergency underground facility. Each household is equipped with emergency kits to combat such emergencies.
Because of the medical advancements, there are cures to many incurable diseases. The medication and medical technology is amazing. People have also become health freaks. No smoking, no drinking, no drugs of any kind. It has now become a crime to do those things. If someone is caught with one of those (it would be their own creation. Stores don’t sell them), they’re first given a warning, then a fine of several hundred dollars and then arrested if they repeat the crime. Everyone must get vaccinated and go in for bi-annual physical check-ups.
The Order:
A rebel group established around three years before present time. It was founded by a small group of people in Soladite who wanted the world to return to the way things were, to the natural order. That is, they believed humans should be natural not synthetic. They do not believe people should have the power to create life and they are completely opposed to the way The Union works. Power should not be in the hands of a few social elites but rather in the hands of the people. The population should have a say in what goes on in society. They also believe that humans do not have the right to play God. This group has expanded and spread to all domes. They work discretely and communicate by word of mouth with all commands spreading from their main leader, who remains hidden, so they can stay off The Union's radar.
Motto: Errare humanum est.
(To Err Is Human)
Dome names:
Union Headquaters—Island in the Atlantic-Nuumite
USA- Selenite
UK- Ametrine
Saudi Arabia- Citrine
Russia- Malachite
Australia- Kyanite
Japan- Vermarine
China- Carnelian
India- Chrysobery
Brazil- Dichroite
Canada- Soladite
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Unlimited. I would prefer not to have a million civilians/humans. A-275s are needed.
OmegaSyndrome and SilentAnthem will post as The Union periodically.
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2. Obey the rules of this site.
3. When applying: Please submit a writing sample along with your character profile. We will judge both pieces. PM us the writing sample.
4. This is a literate RP. You write in lovely paragraphs of good grammar. No one-liners.
5. Violence is allowed to an extent. Every scene can't be gory. No killing of another player.
6. Profanity is allowed to an extent. Don't make every other word a cuss word.
7. Romance is allowed to an extent. Just remember: Fornication Under Consent of the King aka if you have to "do it", PM us for a time skip.
8. No godmodding. At all. That is final.
9. Please post at least once per week. We are not asking a lot because we, too, have lives outside of this game. If you can't do that...don't join. If you have to be absent for a week or so, PM us and we'll give you an "excused" absense. If you abandon this without notice, you will be removed.
10. If you have any suggestions to make this RP better, pm us.
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OOC Notes
The Union--Council Meeting
The Grand Assembly Hall was located on the first floor of The Union Centre in Nuumite. In the middle of the Grand Hall was a horseshoe shaped table. Only representatives of the ten domes were allowed to sit at that table. In the middle of the horseshoe was a podium. Behind the podium stood a middle aged man in a white lab coat. He faced the ten representatives with confidence. He was proud of what he was about to announce.
"Doctor, speak to us."
"Yes sir," He said obediently, "Project A-290 is complete, sir. We have created a male and a female prototype. They will be released tomorrow morning."
"And what can they do, Doctor?"
"Sir, I'm proud to say that they are the most human non-humans ever created by CyberX. Unlike the A-275s, the A-290s are able to eat, drink, sleep and even dream. They are equipped with a bio-synthetic brain that looks identical to the human brain. They are able to think philosophically and abstractly. You ask them what the meaning of life is and they will actually go and think about it. And they come back with the type of answers you and I would have given. Instead of copying emotions, they are able to form their own based on certain situations. Unlike the A-275s, this model can feel, sir. Happiness, sadness, anger, confusion...they can feel whatever we feel! Here, allow me to show you a video clip."
The Doctor inserted a small circular disk into a slot on top of the podium and a holographic image of an adult male showed up. He was having a conversation with an unseen female. The male laughed then continued the conversation. There was a short beep and the hologram disappeared. After a fifteen second pause, another image showed up. This time it was a young Japanese female. She was crying. A tissue was given to her and the camera zoomed in on her face. The tears were definitely real. Once again the hologram disappeared. There was a prolonged silence in the Grand Hall as the ten representatives whispered among themselves.
"Doctor, we are impressed with your work. I assume you have a way to monitor them once they're released?"
"Yes sir. I have assigned fifteen scientists to monitor their progress. They are to be examined every two weeks."
"Good. Keep us updated. You are dismissed."
The Doctor smiled. Another success and he would become the richest and most powerful man on Earth.
OOC Notes
Adrien awoke on his sofa, head spinning like a carousel at a fair ground. "Ughh..." He mumbled as he rolled himself from the sofa to the floor below, gripping his head tightly and reaching onto the table for some painkillers, which he washed down with a bottle of week old water. The warm, room temperature affected liquid felt almost dry, but it got the pills down at the very least.
Standing, Adi walked slowly to the kitchen, walking slowly and concentrating on each step so as not to fall and crack his head open. He got to the fridge and opened it slowly, examining the contents, nothing more than a couple of symphetic slices of meat, God knows what it was made of. "I wasn't hungry anyway.." he jeered to himself, turning around and walking to the bathroom, where he took a shower, dried, and dressed into his everyday clothes.
Standing, Adi walked slowly to the kitchen, walking slowly and concentrating on each step so as not to fall and crack his head open. He got to the fridge and opened it slowly, examining the contents, nothing more than a couple of symphetic slices of meat, God knows what it was made of. "I wasn't hungry anyway.." he jeered to himself, turning around and walking to the bathroom, where he took a shower, dried, and dressed into his everyday clothes.
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Escapism.
That was the only way Xavier Choi could describe his life. If he had included what happened for most of the day, his work at the laboratory where androids were developed, a better word would be 'monotony', 'inanity' or simply 'nothing'. But he didn't consider that to be life. No, his real life was an attempt to divert himself, if only for an hour or two, from the cruel reality of his existence.
He considered every other part of his world to be, quite simply, hell. He could imagine no worse fate than the endless tedium that he endured every day for 10 hours, from the time he woke up, through his working hours, to his arriving home. The only thing that sustained him and kept him from carrying out his thoughts of suicide was the knowledge that he would have an escape, a shelter from existence, to retreat to.
This sanctuary was mainly a venerable musical collection. Xavier owned a model of everything from thought-controlled synthesisers to the oldest of the old, violins and pianos, made before electricity was even known to humanity. Every day, on his arrival at his home, his haven, he would take a short nap, then jam out on these instruments or play a favourite sheet of music, which he picked from shelves overflowing with Vivaldi to Gershwin to U2. He was quite capable at everything he owned, which must have totaled near 60 different instruments, all packed into every room of his modest flat. And to keep it from everyone, even his family, who he loved dearly, he had installed sound-proofing material on all of his walls and never let anyone in. He was deeply afraid: afraid of losing his life.
This morning was no different from any other. Xavier got up at 7:00 a.m, put on his clothes, ate a quick meal, then caught the shuttle to the CyberX lab where he worked as a neural system designer. He hoped, as always, for something different.
That was the only way Xavier Choi could describe his life. If he had included what happened for most of the day, his work at the laboratory where androids were developed, a better word would be 'monotony', 'inanity' or simply 'nothing'. But he didn't consider that to be life. No, his real life was an attempt to divert himself, if only for an hour or two, from the cruel reality of his existence.
He considered every other part of his world to be, quite simply, hell. He could imagine no worse fate than the endless tedium that he endured every day for 10 hours, from the time he woke up, through his working hours, to his arriving home. The only thing that sustained him and kept him from carrying out his thoughts of suicide was the knowledge that he would have an escape, a shelter from existence, to retreat to.
This sanctuary was mainly a venerable musical collection. Xavier owned a model of everything from thought-controlled synthesisers to the oldest of the old, violins and pianos, made before electricity was even known to humanity. Every day, on his arrival at his home, his haven, he would take a short nap, then jam out on these instruments or play a favourite sheet of music, which he picked from shelves overflowing with Vivaldi to Gershwin to U2. He was quite capable at everything he owned, which must have totaled near 60 different instruments, all packed into every room of his modest flat. And to keep it from everyone, even his family, who he loved dearly, he had installed sound-proofing material on all of his walls and never let anyone in. He was deeply afraid: afraid of losing his life.
This morning was no different from any other. Xavier got up at 7:00 a.m, put on his clothes, ate a quick meal, then caught the shuttle to the CyberX lab where he worked as a neural system designer. He hoped, as always, for something different.
OOC Notes
"Mamaa, I wanna learn how to swim," four-year-old Thora exclaimed, her arms up to her elbows submerged in water. Kanyana was hurrying from room to room, quickly passing the bathroom but each time failing to glance inside the room. When she did, she almost slid into a stop, gripped the door frame with frustration and pointed at her daughter accusingly, "Thorie, get your hands out of the toilet, you'll get sick, I mean it, missy!" Yana scolded. The woman had no time to deal with Thora this morning, and when the A-275 babysitter arrived, Yana dashed out the front door with fire on her heels.
Yana wasn't wealthy at all, so she was able to find the earliest version of an android so she could afford a slightly flawed A-275, not harmful, but sometimes slow in response. Which in turn, Yana has to deal with Thora complaining that the babysitter was 'retarded'.
When outside, Yana found herself nearly jogging to the shuttle that'll take her to her street where she worked, a quick way to get to work that was much too slow for impatient Yana; she was late, and she was the one planning to open this morning. Ten minutes later, Yana was keying in to unlock the front door, and slipped inside; clicking a button as she often did whenever she arrived, so the red 'closed' sign switched into a green 'open' on a black screen.
"Ahh, home sweet home..." Yana called out to the empty shop, stretching out her arms. Her favorite place to be, even if it did look a little antique compared to all the other shops on the street. A half hour to herself before the spunky cousin arrives, Jaimine. A financially strained life, but calm nonetheless.
Yana wasn't wealthy at all, so she was able to find the earliest version of an android so she could afford a slightly flawed A-275, not harmful, but sometimes slow in response. Which in turn, Yana has to deal with Thora complaining that the babysitter was 'retarded'.
When outside, Yana found herself nearly jogging to the shuttle that'll take her to her street where she worked, a quick way to get to work that was much too slow for impatient Yana; she was late, and she was the one planning to open this morning. Ten minutes later, Yana was keying in to unlock the front door, and slipped inside; clicking a button as she often did whenever she arrived, so the red 'closed' sign switched into a green 'open' on a black screen.
"Ahh, home sweet home..." Yana called out to the empty shop, stretching out her arms. Her favorite place to be, even if it did look a little antique compared to all the other shops on the street. A half hour to herself before the spunky cousin arrives, Jaimine. A financially strained life, but calm nonetheless.
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Lucas woke up with his book covering his face. In the first drowzy seconds of consciousness he threw it off him and almost fell off the couch trying to stand up.
"Why do I even have a bed if I'm going to fall asleep on the couch?" He grumbled to himself as he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. Luckily, it was still early but he took pride in showing up for work early every day so he quickly shaved himself and charged up his eye for the day. He stared at his face in the mirror as the image in infrared became clearer and clearer. With his other, natural eye he could see the small red light intensify.
As he travelled to work, suitcase in hand, he passed by a small craft shop which was opening for business. Suddenly he remembered a promise he had made to one of his co-workers. He had only gathered the LED's but he still needed the glue to stick it on. The decision to enter the shop and risk being on time like everybody else was made much easier when he noticed the girl opening the shop. He stepped in without hesitation. She was still standing by the door.
"Hello." He said with a friendly smile. "I'm glad you opened on time."
He looked around the shop. "Could you perhaps tell me where I could find the quickly drying glue?"
When he turned back to her he momentarily switched to infrared and noted that she looked good in that as well.
"Why do I even have a bed if I'm going to fall asleep on the couch?" He grumbled to himself as he made his way to the bathroom to clean himself up. Luckily, it was still early but he took pride in showing up for work early every day so he quickly shaved himself and charged up his eye for the day. He stared at his face in the mirror as the image in infrared became clearer and clearer. With his other, natural eye he could see the small red light intensify.
As he travelled to work, suitcase in hand, he passed by a small craft shop which was opening for business. Suddenly he remembered a promise he had made to one of his co-workers. He had only gathered the LED's but he still needed the glue to stick it on. The decision to enter the shop and risk being on time like everybody else was made much easier when he noticed the girl opening the shop. He stepped in without hesitation. She was still standing by the door.
"Hello." He said with a friendly smile. "I'm glad you opened on time."
He looked around the shop. "Could you perhaps tell me where I could find the quickly drying glue?"
When he turned back to her he momentarily switched to infrared and noted that she looked good in that as well.
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The sterile room was quiet except for the low hum of the Refueler. It was a machine that replaced the Android's blood. It was a process similar to dialysis but still different in many ways. Once every year the Androids went to a local CyberX laboratory for their annual check up. It was required by The Union that every Android go to those check ups.
The blonde A-275 was on her back with her eyes closed. Her system was temporarily shut off and there were thick tubes and skinny wires sticking out of her limbs. A young technician sat by the computer. His head was placed on his arms and he was asleep. The slow process was apparently too boring for this new recruit. While the technician was napping, the door to Refueler Room #3 opened and the sound of heels tapping on the polished floor disturbed the silent atmosphere. The woman in heels was not pleased with the scene in front of her.
"Mr. Mogensen," She said. The young technician woke up and nearly fell off his chair. He saw the woman and began apologizing. She was Dr. Petrovsky, the woman who hired him. "I have no time for excuses. Is she almost done?"
He check the computer. The blonde A-275 had ten minutes left. "Yes, ma'am. Ten minutes. I'm sorry. It won't happen again," He apologized once again.
"I need you to update her programming," She said, giving him a small circular box, "Don't ask questions."
"Of course."
"I expect you to work when you're here, Mr. Mogensen. If I catch you sleeping again...you may kiss your job goodbye," She said before heading out the door.
****20 minutes later****
"Goodbye, Willow, " Said the young technician.
"Goodbye, Mr. Mogensen," She said. Willow was originally from Ametrine. Because it was located in UK, her creator thought it would be appropriate to program her with a British accent. The blonde A-275 walked down the empty hallway until she reached the lobby. There sat a brunette slowly sipping her pink lemonade while flipping through her holographic notepad. She decided to sit next to her. After all, she was very familiar with the girl.
"Hello, sister," Said Willow without an ounce of enthusiasm, "What are you doing? I am done with my examination."
Usually androids do not need to have their programming updated but Dr. Petrovsky had a plan for young Willow. She thought it would be helpful to have an android monitor another android and thus, specifically asked their head programmer to write a new update for Willow. Under the consent of The Union of course.
The blonde A-275 was on her back with her eyes closed. Her system was temporarily shut off and there were thick tubes and skinny wires sticking out of her limbs. A young technician sat by the computer. His head was placed on his arms and he was asleep. The slow process was apparently too boring for this new recruit. While the technician was napping, the door to Refueler Room #3 opened and the sound of heels tapping on the polished floor disturbed the silent atmosphere. The woman in heels was not pleased with the scene in front of her.
"Mr. Mogensen," She said. The young technician woke up and nearly fell off his chair. He saw the woman and began apologizing. She was Dr. Petrovsky, the woman who hired him. "I have no time for excuses. Is she almost done?"
He check the computer. The blonde A-275 had ten minutes left. "Yes, ma'am. Ten minutes. I'm sorry. It won't happen again," He apologized once again.
"I need you to update her programming," She said, giving him a small circular box, "Don't ask questions."
"Of course."
"I expect you to work when you're here, Mr. Mogensen. If I catch you sleeping again...you may kiss your job goodbye," She said before heading out the door.
****20 minutes later****
"Goodbye, Willow, " Said the young technician.
"Goodbye, Mr. Mogensen," She said. Willow was originally from Ametrine. Because it was located in UK, her creator thought it would be appropriate to program her with a British accent. The blonde A-275 walked down the empty hallway until she reached the lobby. There sat a brunette slowly sipping her pink lemonade while flipping through her holographic notepad. She decided to sit next to her. After all, she was very familiar with the girl.
"Hello, sister," Said Willow without an ounce of enthusiasm, "What are you doing? I am done with my examination."
Usually androids do not need to have their programming updated but Dr. Petrovsky had a plan for young Willow. She thought it would be helpful to have an android monitor another android and thus, specifically asked their head programmer to write a new update for Willow. Under the consent of The Union of course.
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There was enough work to be done for two whole days, and that work was to be done tonight. With a long day ahead of her, Yana quickly snatched the hip apron from a nearby table and clipped it on to her dress. Every detail of today's plan was effectively running through her head, and as she began humming to herself whilst she looked out the window, her first customer arrived. The blond was in the process of tying her hair up instead of leaving it down, a much comfortable position. "Good morning," She exclaimed, a warm smile curling her lips, though upon seeing that glowing eye, she was weary of his presence.
"Quickly drying glue?" Yana made sure, her brows knitting over her eyes, "Mhm, right this way," The woman then weaved through the small aisles until she reached the are where she kept all the glue, any sort of glue for any kind of craft. "What will you need it for?" She asked, bending down to look over the stock of glue she had.
"Quickly drying glue?" Yana made sure, her brows knitting over her eyes, "Mhm, right this way," The woman then weaved through the small aisles until she reached the are where she kept all the glue, any sort of glue for any kind of craft. "What will you need it for?" She asked, bending down to look over the stock of glue she had.
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Lucas' smile nervously widened when he saw her notice his eye. People were so uncomfortable with a physical imperfection these days. That's what you get when you try to make everything look like a supermodel. Oh well, he wasn't really going to ask her out anyway. He had learned to stop doing that quite quickly after the operation. Nothing of value was lost for as far as he was concerned.
He silently followed her through the maze of the small shop, looking at all the different things which were displayed. Quite an interesting little shop this was.
He quickly averted his gaze when she bent down in front of the many glues the shop offered. She asked him a question he had hoped to avoid but he answered her honestly.
"Anything that will let me stick small objects against a synthetic skin coating." He said, still looking away with his natural eye. "I don't really care whether it will come off again."
He silently followed her through the maze of the small shop, looking at all the different things which were displayed. Quite an interesting little shop this was.
He quickly averted his gaze when she bent down in front of the many glues the shop offered. She asked him a question he had hoped to avoid but he answered her honestly.
"Anything that will let me stick small objects against a synthetic skin coating." He said, still looking away with his natural eye. "I don't really care whether it will come off again."
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It wasn't that the eye bothered her, it was simply another strike against technology, even if it was helping this man. When she had asked what he needed the glue for, he replied vaguely. Often, people held off on details, which wasn't really any help to Yana. "Small objects, hm, on a soft surface; let's see..." She murmured casually, plucking two different tubes of glue from the metal shelf.
"Alright, so I've got one that is slightly stronger than the other," She had lifted both tubes when mentioning them, allowing him to do the choosing. Her smile never faltered, though, like a bright sunlight, even if she didn't really feel like smiling at all.
[Sorry for a short post.]
"Alright, so I've got one that is slightly stronger than the other," She had lifted both tubes when mentioning them, allowing him to do the choosing. Her smile never faltered, though, like a bright sunlight, even if she didn't really feel like smiling at all.
[Sorry for a short post.]
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Either she didn't understand what he was going to do or she didn't care. He had to be vague though because you never knew how strong the delusion was that these androids were humans. This would just be a harmless little prank.
"The stronger the better." He said, returning her smile. "I don't want them to drop off too easily."
He reached into his backpocket and took out his wallet. "How much would that be?"
"The stronger the better." He said, returning her smile. "I don't want them to drop off too easily."
He reached into his backpocket and took out his wallet. "How much would that be?"
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The water was deep blue, clear and peaceful. The slivers of light cast on it by the moon overhead were strands of silk, running to the beach. The waves lapped at the dark sand, and the night was silent besides the gentle sound of the water.
Rei sat crouched on the beach, and cupped her hands in the water. As the wave withdrew, the water cupped in her hands slowly emptied. She did this a few times, before standing up and taking in the surroundings. The beach seemed to extend infinitely long on either side of her, with no end in sight. And behind her was a sheer rock wall, infinitely tall and grey. Stars wheeled overhead; so distant, so detached from this world. The world was quiet...
"Very well. You can stand up now."
Rei's eyes opened, and the dream was again gone, replaced by a grey, dull metal room with various machines and computers throughout it. Around the medical-style bed she lay on, a number of scientists and doctors appeared to be frantically typing or writing away; glancing every now and then at a screen with a graph or a series of numbers, or at Rei herself, examining her with interest. In this setting, she didn't feel like she could or would want to stand up; she felt more like finding something to hide herself with.
Thankfully, within a few moments the scientist who had spoken to her shooed the others from the room--some trying to get in some last minute data before the head scientist forcefully ejected the last few stragglers. Finally he turned back to Rei.
"The days of analysis and testing are over for you," he said unconcernedly, as if it was of little importance. "You're free to go now. You'll have to come back every two weeks for an analysis. Oh, and you'll be monitored." With those words, he turned and left, and Rei was left alone.
She lay there for a moment, before getting up. She wore the same skin-tight, white suit that she had always been made to wear in this laboratory; it was plain except for the small black 'spots' across it. She slipped out of the suit, and felt relaxed as she removed it; somehow, it felt constricting on her. She slowly began to put on the clothes that had been laid out for her; a plain black t-shirt, a short blue skirt, and a pair of black slip on shoes. Rei had never been one to wear flamboyant or colourful clothes; she didn't like to stand out.
Having dressed in ordinary clothes, she stopped to consider the scientist's words. The painful time of testing, experimentations, and fake computer dreams was over. She was 'released' into the world. Freedom: the word echoed dully in her mind. Hardly. She would have to come back every other week anyway, and she was going to be monitored regularly. They might as well just follow her around, though they would probably be doing that as well.
Rei walked to the door, and exited into a great lobby-style area, filled with scientists, doctors, and politicians scurrying around. This was CyberX's base of operations in Vermarine, and her birthplace.
Walking through the chaotic setting, she became aware that many people had stopped to look at her. It was true that she was the first A-290, and she was now ready to be released into the world, but the attention made her nervous. She focused on walking forward to the exit of the facility, and left the laboratory.
The sight that greeted her now was one she had rarely seen with her own eyes, having been confined to the labs: the city of Vermarine. She looked around at the people walking around, and the buildings towering above her, and looking up, the fake sun that lit up the city.
Freedom.
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Rei sat crouched on the beach, and cupped her hands in the water. As the wave withdrew, the water cupped in her hands slowly emptied. She did this a few times, before standing up and taking in the surroundings. The beach seemed to extend infinitely long on either side of her, with no end in sight. And behind her was a sheer rock wall, infinitely tall and grey. Stars wheeled overhead; so distant, so detached from this world. The world was quiet...
"Very well. You can stand up now."
Rei's eyes opened, and the dream was again gone, replaced by a grey, dull metal room with various machines and computers throughout it. Around the medical-style bed she lay on, a number of scientists and doctors appeared to be frantically typing or writing away; glancing every now and then at a screen with a graph or a series of numbers, or at Rei herself, examining her with interest. In this setting, she didn't feel like she could or would want to stand up; she felt more like finding something to hide herself with.
Thankfully, within a few moments the scientist who had spoken to her shooed the others from the room--some trying to get in some last minute data before the head scientist forcefully ejected the last few stragglers. Finally he turned back to Rei.
"The days of analysis and testing are over for you," he said unconcernedly, as if it was of little importance. "You're free to go now. You'll have to come back every two weeks for an analysis. Oh, and you'll be monitored." With those words, he turned and left, and Rei was left alone.
She lay there for a moment, before getting up. She wore the same skin-tight, white suit that she had always been made to wear in this laboratory; it was plain except for the small black 'spots' across it. She slipped out of the suit, and felt relaxed as she removed it; somehow, it felt constricting on her. She slowly began to put on the clothes that had been laid out for her; a plain black t-shirt, a short blue skirt, and a pair of black slip on shoes. Rei had never been one to wear flamboyant or colourful clothes; she didn't like to stand out.
Having dressed in ordinary clothes, she stopped to consider the scientist's words. The painful time of testing, experimentations, and fake computer dreams was over. She was 'released' into the world. Freedom: the word echoed dully in her mind. Hardly. She would have to come back every other week anyway, and she was going to be monitored regularly. They might as well just follow her around, though they would probably be doing that as well.
Rei walked to the door, and exited into a great lobby-style area, filled with scientists, doctors, and politicians scurrying around. This was CyberX's base of operations in Vermarine, and her birthplace.
Walking through the chaotic setting, she became aware that many people had stopped to look at her. It was true that she was the first A-290, and she was now ready to be released into the world, but the attention made her nervous. She focused on walking forward to the exit of the facility, and left the laboratory.
The sight that greeted her now was one she had rarely seen with her own eyes, having been confined to the labs: the city of Vermarine. She looked around at the people walking around, and the buildings towering above her, and looking up, the fake sun that lit up the city.
Freedom.
((Sorry if it's too long))
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The brunette looked up at the blonde. "Willow. I see you're done with your examination. I assume everything went alright?"
"Yes, Lirina. Everything went well," Willow spoke in her monotone voice.
"Shall we go then?" Lirina got up and walked towards the door with Willow right behind her. They made their way up to a dark blue hover car. Due to Lirina's job and social status, she was able to trade in her solar powered car for a brand new hover car. "I love my new baby!" she exclaimed as she hopped excitedly towards it. They began driving home. The car was silent for a while, so Lirina turned the radio on. Willow was always quiet and Lirina was used to that. After all, they had grown up together.
Breaking the silence, "What were you looking at while you were waiting for me?" Willow asked.
"I was just keeping up with the stats for these androids I'm working on. They're in they're final stages. I'm really excited for these two. They're a new model. The A-290s. They're more advanced than you, no offense. But that's why your checkup today was so special. You've been upgraded because you're going to be monitoring these new androids to see how they function in society. The A-290s are just prototypes, so we don't know they're full potential yet," Lirina answered. Lirina was one of the few scientists chosen in CyberX to work on the team handling the A-290 project. She was one of fifteen, to be exact.
"I am to monitor them?" Willow asked unemotionally.
"Yep. It shouldn't be too difficult. We're going to fix any and all problems we can find before releasing them," Lirina assured her. "I'll drop you off at home. I have to get to the lab. It's my turn to watch them. Will you be okay?"
"Yes. I will. I will find something to keep myself entertained."
"Good. I don't want to come home and find you staring at the wall again."
"Yes, Lirina. Everything went well," Willow spoke in her monotone voice.
"Shall we go then?" Lirina got up and walked towards the door with Willow right behind her. They made their way up to a dark blue hover car. Due to Lirina's job and social status, she was able to trade in her solar powered car for a brand new hover car. "I love my new baby!" she exclaimed as she hopped excitedly towards it. They began driving home. The car was silent for a while, so Lirina turned the radio on. Willow was always quiet and Lirina was used to that. After all, they had grown up together.
Breaking the silence, "What were you looking at while you were waiting for me?" Willow asked.
"I was just keeping up with the stats for these androids I'm working on. They're in they're final stages. I'm really excited for these two. They're a new model. The A-290s. They're more advanced than you, no offense. But that's why your checkup today was so special. You've been upgraded because you're going to be monitoring these new androids to see how they function in society. The A-290s are just prototypes, so we don't know they're full potential yet," Lirina answered. Lirina was one of the few scientists chosen in CyberX to work on the team handling the A-290 project. She was one of fifteen, to be exact.
"I am to monitor them?" Willow asked unemotionally.
"Yep. It shouldn't be too difficult. We're going to fix any and all problems we can find before releasing them," Lirina assured her. "I'll drop you off at home. I have to get to the lab. It's my turn to watch them. Will you be okay?"
"Yes. I will. I will find something to keep myself entertained."
"Good. I don't want to come home and find you staring at the wall again."
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Yana nodded with a bright, regularly pleasant smile. "Alright, the strong one then," She dropped the other one on the shelf and maneuvered herself around the man, with a quiet 'I'm sorry' as she passed by, clearly the aisles were much too tight for two to squeeze through. When she reached the register, she scanned the item and was presented with the price which she repeated for him.
"It'll be Fifty-nine, Eighty nine Euro," Yana spoke, then added. "So what will you be gluing to skin? I would think there was a much more efficient way to decorate androids." She wasn't stupid, or slow. She was up to news and the new inventions that littered the world now. Heck, more than half the population were androids. She didn't exactly know about the creation of androids to the point that a scientist should know, but she had the jist of it. And this man certainly looked like a scientist. Although, in her mind, she imagined and seen some evidence the scientists to be rather unattractive, unlike him.
"It'll be Fifty-nine, Eighty nine Euro," Yana spoke, then added. "So what will you be gluing to skin? I would think there was a much more efficient way to decorate androids." She wasn't stupid, or slow. She was up to news and the new inventions that littered the world now. Heck, more than half the population were androids. She didn't exactly know about the creation of androids to the point that a scientist should know, but she had the jist of it. And this man certainly looked like a scientist. Although, in her mind, she imagined and seen some evidence the scientists to be rather unattractive, unlike him.
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Ah, so she was both pretty and not stupid. That was a pleasant surprise. Lucas fumbled with his paycard as he thought of what to say to her. When he finally swiped it over the appropiate machine he smiled and looked up at her.
"I ehm...I look more like an android than they do." He said and looked away with his natural eye again. The artificial one was still focused on her though. It was a trick which had taken him quite a long time to master. It had been worth the effort though because it was hard to tell what the device in his eye-socket was focusing on. "I hate it when people doubt my humanity but treat a bunch of walking computers like they're...so I thought I'd help this really annoying droid at work...get in touch with his ancestors."
"I mean, really, why should something look like somethings it's not?" He tried to stop himself from descending into rambling but this was something he felt quite strongly about. "You should see how much trouble they go through to lie to us, to make us believe they're also human."
He sighed and the smile on his face was gone.
"I'm sorry if I offended you. I work at CyberX. That place will drive you insane." He smiled hesitantly. "Please forgive me."
"I ehm...I look more like an android than they do." He said and looked away with his natural eye again. The artificial one was still focused on her though. It was a trick which had taken him quite a long time to master. It had been worth the effort though because it was hard to tell what the device in his eye-socket was focusing on. "I hate it when people doubt my humanity but treat a bunch of walking computers like they're...so I thought I'd help this really annoying droid at work...get in touch with his ancestors."
"I mean, really, why should something look like somethings it's not?" He tried to stop himself from descending into rambling but this was something he felt quite strongly about. "You should see how much trouble they go through to lie to us, to make us believe they're also human."
He sighed and the smile on his face was gone.
"I'm sorry if I offended you. I work at CyberX. That place will drive you insane." He smiled hesitantly. "Please forgive me."
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Rei gazed out on Selenite, the Dome in what had once been the USA. It didn't look much different from Vermarine, nor did it feel any different: a huge, fake city. That was what they all were; the sun that hung in the sky was manmade, and the heat that she felt on her skin was artificial. Humanity had abandoned nature and begun creating everything for itself.
Even each other. she realised with a pang. Humanity had even begun building itself out of artificial materials. After all, that was what she herself was. An artificial human, a fake person.
She stepped down from the tube platform, and looked around. She had received a message from CyberX's head scientist of the A-290 project, requesting that she relocate to Selenite in order to interact with the other A-290, which she wasn't sure if she wanted to do. She was anxious about it, though why, she wasn't really sure. Was it because Tleo Yillenhoolehay was the only other A-290 in existence? Before, she had been interested in meeting the other A-290, feeling that it might help her to realise herself. But now, when it actually was going to happen, she wasn't so sure. From what she had seen of him--mostly through testing and analysis footage--he seemed completely different from her.
"I suppose I'll just...wait here then?" she murmured quietly to herself.
None of the people around her so much as glanced at her.
Even each other. she realised with a pang. Humanity had even begun building itself out of artificial materials. After all, that was what she herself was. An artificial human, a fake person.
She stepped down from the tube platform, and looked around. She had received a message from CyberX's head scientist of the A-290 project, requesting that she relocate to Selenite in order to interact with the other A-290, which she wasn't sure if she wanted to do. She was anxious about it, though why, she wasn't really sure. Was it because Tleo Yillenhoolehay was the only other A-290 in existence? Before, she had been interested in meeting the other A-290, feeling that it might help her to realise herself. But now, when it actually was going to happen, she wasn't so sure. From what she had seen of him--mostly through testing and analysis footage--he seemed completely different from her.
"I suppose I'll just...wait here then?" she murmured quietly to herself.
None of the people around her so much as glanced at her.
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Tosa watched the hover-car pull away from the building and took a cleansing breath. He fired up all of the computers in the back of his van and began working through the security systems surrounding the security systems of the lab. He wiped his hands on his shirt, he was sweating profusely. There was no reason for him to be nervous, he had broken tougher security systems before and gotten away from it, but this made him excessively nervous. The only thing that might happen to me is getting a ticket for parking here for more than three hours he thought to himself. A few minutes later and he had access to every security camera, sensor, and door in the building. Tosa wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead and settled down to wait for the scientists to begin testing on the A-290s. He was getting paid good money to see what these robots could do.
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Hit a few keys as the man swiped his card into the pay machine, the thing letting forth a soft beep, a regular everyday noise for Yana, but him, he was interesting to talk to. When he explained what he planned to do, Yana couldn't help but laugh.
"That's the way to do it. And don't worry about your eye; I, for one, think it's kind of nifty," She smiled warmly, dropping his glue in a synthetic bagging, fabric that disintegrated rather than plastic ones back then. Was she green? Well, she tried to be. The blond was smiling through the whole while the man was speaking, which clearly meant that she liked his view on all of this, because honestly, she felt the same way. Sure she appreciated the droid that babysat her daughter, but she hardly treated the thing human, a few words here and there.
Yana figured that the man worked at some place similar, a lab or something, so it wasn't surprising when he mentioned it. "Oh no, it's no problem, it's kind of refreshing to hear a scientist's opinion on the other end," she admitted. "I'm Yana, by the way," she extended her slender hand towards him in introduction right after handing him his purchase.
"That's the way to do it. And don't worry about your eye; I, for one, think it's kind of nifty," She smiled warmly, dropping his glue in a synthetic bagging, fabric that disintegrated rather than plastic ones back then. Was she green? Well, she tried to be. The blond was smiling through the whole while the man was speaking, which clearly meant that she liked his view on all of this, because honestly, she felt the same way. Sure she appreciated the droid that babysat her daughter, but she hardly treated the thing human, a few words here and there.
Yana figured that the man worked at some place similar, a lab or something, so it wasn't surprising when he mentioned it. "Oh no, it's no problem, it's kind of refreshing to hear a scientist's opinion on the other end," she admitted. "I'm Yana, by the way," she extended her slender hand towards him in introduction right after handing him his purchase.
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Lucas took her hand and shook it firmly. "I'm Lucas. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"And I must say, it's refreshing for somebody to actually listen to me." He lifted the bag. "Usually I have to get through to people in this way."
The man chuckled quietly. "My nephew thinks the eye is really cool. He even said he wanted one when he grew up so he could go as the Obliterator on halloween. His mother wasn't very pleased with that."
Lucas' younger brother, Noah, had one kid aged 7 which he would occasionally babysit while his parents tried to make up for the time they had lost by marrying young. The two of them would play videogames together or he would read to the boy (no voice synthesizer could do it like he did it). Lucas liked doing it. His sister-in-law had forbidden him from talking about androids in front of the boy though. Apparently kids couldn't be reminded of the truth yet. It made him sick when he saw his nephew hug his robot nanny.
"And I must say, it's refreshing for somebody to actually listen to me." He lifted the bag. "Usually I have to get through to people in this way."
The man chuckled quietly. "My nephew thinks the eye is really cool. He even said he wanted one when he grew up so he could go as the Obliterator on halloween. His mother wasn't very pleased with that."
Lucas' younger brother, Noah, had one kid aged 7 which he would occasionally babysit while his parents tried to make up for the time they had lost by marrying young. The two of them would play videogames together or he would read to the boy (no voice synthesizer could do it like he did it). Lucas liked doing it. His sister-in-law had forbidden him from talking about androids in front of the boy though. Apparently kids couldn't be reminded of the truth yet. It made him sick when he saw his nephew hug his robot nanny.
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Yana nodded in a friendly manner, with a warm smile to share when he admitted that her listening was actually a good thing. And when he began mentioning of his nephew and the reaction of his towards his eye, Yana immediately knew then that this man has a way with children. With that thought, she jumped at a chance to make a promise of hers come true, a promise she had for her daughter, that someday she'll take her to a lab where her babysitter was made, Fiona.
"Actually, I was wondering if you'd be willing to take my daughter on a little tour at CyberX, if it's no trouble, of course. I don't know who else to ask, you're the first 'actual' scientist to step foot in this store." Unlike many parents, Yana never held anything back from Thora, telling her the full truth to an extent that the little girl understood. So at four years old, Thora knew that androids were not born, but made, they were not people, but 'robots', and actually had a glimpse of how they all looked in the earlier years, a little less human than now, most of the info self acquired from her mama's newspaper pictures.
"Actually, I was wondering if you'd be willing to take my daughter on a little tour at CyberX, if it's no trouble, of course. I don't know who else to ask, you're the first 'actual' scientist to step foot in this store." Unlike many parents, Yana never held anything back from Thora, telling her the full truth to an extent that the little girl understood. So at four years old, Thora knew that androids were not born, but made, they were not people, but 'robots', and actually had a glimpse of how they all looked in the earlier years, a little less human than now, most of the info self acquired from her mama's newspaper pictures.
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OOC Notes
"That shouldn't be a problem." Lucas said, nodding. "We could do that around six, when everybody's going home anyway. The rest of the time...well we have to get some work done besides the messing with androids."
He felt the excitement spread from his stomach to the rest of his body. This was more than he could've ever hoped for. There were some doubts in the back of his mind as well though. He was always hesitant to get close to people and this woman had a daughter which might make things more complicated. It might also make things easier though. Oh well, giving them a tour of the labs was innocent enough.
"How old is your daughter?" He asked. "We have some artificial skulls and such lying around. I might have to put a sheet over that if that scares her."
He felt the excitement spread from his stomach to the rest of his body. This was more than he could've ever hoped for. There were some doubts in the back of his mind as well though. He was always hesitant to get close to people and this woman had a daughter which might make things more complicated. It might also make things easier though. Oh well, giving them a tour of the labs was innocent enough.
"How old is your daughter?" He asked. "We have some artificial skulls and such lying around. I might have to put a sheet over that if that scares her."
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Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
SA and I are both lab monkeys in training.
Yeah, the order can contact him or SA can freak out about the psychotic ones and call you...
Yeah, the order can contact him or SA can freak out about the psychotic ones and call you...
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
I already get to experience enough of the life of a lab monkey that I feel no need to roleplay it. I'll jump in when there's something for Lucas to do, if that's okay. Perhaps this Order could contact him or something?
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Guys, I'm being pretty lenient on the posting rule because we have busy lives too but I also really want this story to live. So post! If you're confused, pm me and we'll talk. If you need ideas, we'll chat about it.
just a friendly reminder
just a friendly reminder
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Oh does anyone know how you can see the first page? It's just not working for me.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Hey Omega,
Just letting you know I'll be posting tomorrow, once I get caught up on reading the previous posts.
Just letting you know I'll be posting tomorrow, once I get caught up on reading the previous posts.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Hi OmegaSyndrome and SilentAnthem,
I just posted a character awaiting for your acceptance of the character to join the RP. If the character isn't up to par or doesn't fit into the shceme of what your thinking of for this story I can try again with a new one. Also I tried sending you all a PM with my writing sample, but for some reason it says I'm unauthorized to send PM's I don't know why.... : (
Should I post my writing sample here or something like that?
Thanks,
TheMuse
EDIT:AHA! I figured it out, able to send a PM now, so sample writing heading your way! :D
I just posted a character awaiting for your acceptance of the character to join the RP. If the character isn't up to par or doesn't fit into the shceme of what your thinking of for this story I can try again with a new one. Also I tried sending you all a PM with my writing sample, but for some reason it says I'm unauthorized to send PM's I don't know why.... : (
Should I post my writing sample here or something like that?
Thanks,
TheMuse
EDIT:AHA! I figured it out, able to send a PM now, so sample writing heading your way! :D
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Ok. intro updated.
I know I added a whole new group but I did provide a tiny blurb about what was going to happen a while ago. Think of it as a plot twist.
Also, I added a new character. Things should get better now.
There will be a time skip to the next day. If you're with the holochat or the tour, just skip over and recap in the next post if you want.
The female A-290 can go on and interact with the male A-290 if you wish. Just to give you something to do
yep, ok. if you have any questions just contact me.
I know I added a whole new group but I did provide a tiny blurb about what was going to happen a while ago. Think of it as a plot twist.
Also, I added a new character. Things should get better now.
There will be a time skip to the next day. If you're with the holochat or the tour, just skip over and recap in the next post if you want.
The female A-290 can go on and interact with the male A-290 if you wish. Just to give you something to do
yep, ok. if you have any questions just contact me.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Okay. Well then I guess Desmond the lab assistant is going to be my second character.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
I'm planning something.
1) slight spoiler
2) Willow is the only A-275. We could use more.
1) slight spoiler
2) Willow is the only A-275. We could use more.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
Hey guys! I'm back from my trip so hopefully things will pick up soon.
@Nomadiac: It's ok. Have fun with being GM for yours. I know it's a lot of work.
@Soviet Rei: I know the plot is slow right now. There isn't much for my character to do either until a certain someone replies.
For the rest: Thanks for being so loyal to this RP. It would have died without you. :D
Maybe I'll introduce another character to spice things up.
@Nomadiac: It's ok. Have fun with being GM for yours. I know it's a lot of work.
@Soviet Rei: I know the plot is slow right now. There isn't much for my character to do either until a certain someone replies.
For the rest: Thanks for being so loyal to this RP. It would have died without you. :D
Maybe I'll introduce another character to spice things up.
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
I could try to divide my posts between the holo-conversation and giving the tour so Rawrr doesn't have to wait until it's finished. Does that sound okay or would that be too confusing?
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I'll post soon, don't worry, tomorrow I will have free day and I will get to it. I just thought I should let everyone else catch up, you know?
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
I'd love to post more but my character has to have something to do first. :(
Re: [OOC] The Artificial Age
I've noticed that the rate of posting has gone down...A LOT. That's not good. Please remember rule number 9:
Please post at least once per week. We are not asking a lot because we, too, have lives outside of this game. If you can't do that...don't join. If you have to be absent for a week or so, PM us and we'll give you an "excused" absense. If you abandon this without notice, you will be removed.
Just keep this in mind and all will be well. :D
Thanks!
Please post at least once per week. We are not asking a lot because we, too, have lives outside of this game. If you can't do that...don't join. If you have to be absent for a week or so, PM us and we'll give you an "excused" absense. If you abandon this without notice, you will be removed.
Just keep this in mind and all will be well. :D
Thanks!
