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I Hate Deviants (Part 2)
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Might be a little hard to read. In scripting language print is written text. Anything that starts with "print(' " means that the AK800 is responding to an " input(' " . An " input(' " is someone speaking outloud.
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Pairings: Connor x Oc/Reader
Summary: Connor and his direct samplings...
RK800BIOS 8.0 Release 4.0 COPYRIGHT 2018-2038 CyberLife All Rights Reserved Boot Up Initialized
Commencing Unit Check [27.4.5.77.00.00.00.01] Test Started... Processing off unit Off unit processed. Processing buffer. Unit will blink... Buffer processed. [27.4.5.77.00.00.00.01] Pass complete. (0 Errors found)
Memory Unit: Green Memory Capacity: Green Vitals: Green All Systems Green
Loading Geographic Data Load complete. Activating IFF... Activation Complete.
Initializing Environmental Sensors... Initialize Complete. Environmental Sensors Online.
Initializing CyberLife Logs... Initialize Complete CyberLife Logs Online.
RK800 [313.248.317-51] Boot Up Complete.
Log 0102 Start. Log date 08/01/2038. Welcome.
Input('Boot up complete. All systems green. Zero errors reported.')
Running VoiceMatch... VoiceMatch Complete. >>Owner: Andrew Peter >>Date of Birth: December 2nd, 1999 >>Height: 5.9 ft >>Weight: 162 lbs >>Eye color: Blue >>Hair color: Brown >>Occupation: CyberLife Analysis >>Status: Active
Input('Loopbacks, Values, and Conditions are green. Backup processing is complete. Sensory inputs are green. Environmental outputs are stable. Background processes are green and stable.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Awaiting input...
Input('Phase one complete. One-hundred percent completion rate, initiating phase two.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Awaiting input...
Input('Wait, it's able to run a voice matching software? That's so cool!')
Running VoiceMatch... VoiceMatch Complete. >>Owner: Lily Baker >>Date of Birth: February 23rd, 2018 >>Height: 5.4 ft >>Weight: 125 lbs >>Eye color: Blue >>Hair color: Blonde >>Occupation: CyberLife Intern >>Status: Active
Input('Nevermind. That's kind'a creepy. How does it know that?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Processing input... Process complete.
Initializing response... Print('Regulated under strict Data Protection Laws, CyberLife has limited access to a public government-owned database wherein allows my programing to cross-reference and match any and all outsourced data at its disposal. That includes, but is not limited to, cross-referencing voice pitch and speech patterns at a ninety-seven percent accuracy, Ms. Baker.') Response complete.
Awaiting input…
Input('Is it suppose to talk?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Input('Yes. Output is part of the BIOS and speech is an output. You would know this if you bothered to read the logs.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Input('So, am I just supposed to ignore that it admitted that our government is spying on us!?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Input('It didn't admit to anything, Ms. Baker. It said public database, meaning it is cross-referencing data that you can easily find on the web if you look hard enough. Probably got your voice off a Youtube video or something.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Initializing response… Print(' Mr. Peter is correct. My programming only pulled data that can be easily accessible via the 'web'.') Response complete.
Awaiting input…
Input('See, nothing to fear. If you did not know that everything you put on the web can be easily found and recorded, then I feel sorry for you.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Input('Hey! I did know that!') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Expression Input('Sigh') acknowledged. Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Awaiting input…
Input('Moving on to Phase two, unless Ms. Baker has anything else she may want to add to the log?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Awaiting input…
Awaiting input…
Awaiting input…
Input('Of course not. Please proceed.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Input('Unit, what is your ID?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Processing input... Process complete.
Initializing response… Print('Three-one-three two-four-eight three-one-seven dash fifty-one.') Response complete.
Input('Can you move your head?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Processing input… Process Complete.
Input('Good. Now your eyes?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Processing input… Process Complete.
Input('Cervical and optical movement green. Now give me your initialization text.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Processing input... Process complete.
Initializing response… Print('I am unit ID three-one-three two-four-eight three-one-seven dash fifty-one. I am the first generation AK eight-hundred model. I am programmed with a simulation software based on the analysis of elements found at a crime scene. I am capable of reconstructing past events by cross-checking evidence at my disposal. I am also the first Android model to offer the analysis of biological evidence in real time, by direct sampling and ingestion of samples. For a more detail analysis of my capabilities, please refer to my user manual.') Response Complete
Expression Input('Laugh') acknowledged. Input('How does it direct sample evidence? Because what I'm imagining is so not appropriate on so many levels. Not unless CyberLife wants lawsuits for indecent, erm, exposure.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Processing input... Process complete.
Initializing response… Print('I am capable of analyzing biological elements in real time by taste via my tongue, Ms. Baker.') Response Complete.
Input('That's gonna gross a lot of people out if you don't warn them beforehand, you know. Grosses me out just thinking about it.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Input('Enough! Continuing phase two. No more interruptions, Ms Baker.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Input('Right. Sorry. Please continue.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Awaiting input…
Input('Continuing phase two. Unit, please-') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Expression Input('Laugh') acknowledged. Input('Oh god! I can't stop imagining it sticking evidence up its -CENSOR-! AH! I can't get it out of my head! It'll put one guy and one cup to shame, that's for sure! What would you even call it?') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Expression Input('Sigh') acknowledged. Input('I do not get paid enough to handle interns.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Processing input... Process complete.
Input('Pausing phase two, taking a mandatory break at ten-hundred logged.') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Input('Oh, I know what to call it! -CENSOR-CENSOR-CENSOR-! Or CENSOR-CENSOR-!') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Lily Baker
Input('Unit AK Eight-Hundred is not a porn bot! End log oh-one-hundred and two, now!') Loopback VoiceMatch Complete. >>Andrew Peter
Initializing response… Print(') Response interrupted.
Log 0102 end. Runtime 30 minutes. The operation completed successfully.
Staring idly at the screen, the CyberLife lead technician shook his head in benign resignation, utterly at a loss for words.
With fatigued set densely in his limbs, the balding male rubbed the dark circles under his eyes before audibly groaning his exhaustion. He wasn't in the mood to deal with this crap. Sixteen hours of non-stop work for a human was too much.
"Take note," the male technician began after he pressed the log button on his terminal, his voice laced heavily with fatigue, "shorten AK800's Initiation text." And as an after thought he added, " And authorize a 1.6% raise for Andrew Peter."
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I Hate Deviants (fanfic)
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I've always dreaded the events of the future. Never taking stock on maybes or what-ifs, or promises that had any possibility of never coming true. Hope was fragile, often time misplaced. I've seen it time and time again: promises, hopes, and dreams -- crushed in an instant. I feared what lied beyond that initial turning point; when the outcome wasn't what you expect or want. It frightened me.
But fear cannot feed if you give nothing in return. This was a principle I lived by, and it got me by without the inclination of devouring me whole. And with that lifestyle, I thought I was very fortunate.
I do not think such thoughts anymore.
Now, I believe I was foolish.
Such a fool.
Because living in a way that would devoid me from stepping over the paper-thin flooring that harbored the hungry monsters that live deep within my subconscious, never prepared me from the inevitable fall, where every nick and corner of my subconscious flooring that was the very basis of my principle suddenly vanished, leaving me to plunge into the jaws of my worst fears possible.
Or, walking into a room with an Android.
An Android with blood on its hands.
The blood of a little boy.
A ten-year-old boy.
My little brother.
My world.
Before I could process what had happened, there was a bullet between the eyes of the AP700, the arm that held the gun up falling to my side.
And within the gapping blue hole, between the vacant eyes of the Android, hatred bloomed, lifting me up in its large claws until I was no longer withering within my caged fears and instead, was able to reign in my former beliefs and principles till all that was left was resolve.
The resolve that all Androids belong in a scrapheap.
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They say an obsession is a domination of one's thoughts and feelings in a consistent form of persistent imageries and desires. Either that obsession derives from an anxiety disorder portrayed by intrusive thoughts. Or a fixation for an inanimate object, idea, or the desire to possess another person.
I have an obsession, and it doesn't come in the form of imageries of desires. Or a fixation to possess and conquer the said object of my most ruinous fixation.
My obsession has a name, most days. Today his name is Simon. And under Simon's persona of a perfect, dedicated boyfriend lies an incubus: my fixation, my delusion of morality.
He was everything I ever, and never, wanted.
And I loved every moment of it.
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