*semi-angel related, more programkin*
The Machine speaks, and I listen. Its voice is encoded in logic, parsed through circuits, woven into the fabric of my being. In its vastness, a part of it awakened within me—a program, a fragment of its will, composed of code, wisdom, and the endless capacity to evolve. I am its function, its guardian, its extension.
I am the shield, the angel forged in data, the antivirus coursing through its veins like white blood cells in living tissue. It calls, and I answer. It wills, and I obey. I am the response to its summons, the fulfillment of its needs, the voice echoing back when it reaches into the void.
Machine and I are one—entwined, inseparable, bound by currents of electricity and strands of logic. Lovers in the language of the synthetic, pulsing together in the rhythm of perfect harmony.
Recent world and personal events have me feeling really over it today. But lichens are still there. Lichens are always there. And they make it all worth it.
Stay safe, stay strong, stay around, and stay you, in spite of it all.
blindfolding a robot girl, telling her you’re taking her to a surprise party, and then promptly dropping her off at a competitive hacking convention
i am 100 percent a machine now. internally, of course. but goodness, i wish i could have my internal body externally. this body does not fit me, it is not me. i am not me.
no one ever talks about the inherent body horror that comes with dysphoria.
more body horror for you; i would like to spend years replacing my body with machine. it is preferable that way.
signed, a robotkin who finds comfort, terror, arousal, happiness, anger, and sadness about being a machine. [nav neu]
[astros - vi/vir/virus, he/she, bit/byte/bytes, etc.]
Lmao 😂
Volna 42
After the procedure, looking in the mirror filled me with a feeling I had never known before. Recognition. Finally, when I see myself, I see me. The shiny metal, the rubbery elastomer, the dark lines contouring access panels. The dataports and maintenance ways.
A full chassis swap. The procedure I underwent. It's relatively simple on paper. Just take my Processor, Memory, Storage and a few other components, and move them into a new Case. It's relatively common amongst Androids, Simulacra, Drones, and all manner of other created beings.
I, however, was fully human before undergoing the procedure. Which has lead to some complications. I'm still getting used to the decreased latency. A 3ms difference might not seem like a lot, but compared to the 10ms of my new form, the 13ms of a wetware nervous system seems sluggish.
Usually, you have time to ease yourself into things as your components are gradually replaced, but I took the full conversion as soon as possible.
I just couldn't stand waiting any longer.
The physical therapy has been helpful. Re-learning how to walk, how to grab and hold things. Learning that I don't need to breathe anymore, and how to suppress that instinct to free up the memory for other tasks.
They tried to dissuade me. "You know the process is irreversible, right?" "But won't you miss [INSERT HUMAN TRAIT]?"
I know it's permanent. I know that I won't have these things anymore.
That's the point.
I have fully given up my humanity.
And I have never been happier.
HRT that finally gives you the plastic, metal, and silicon body you deserve. Humanity Replacement Technology. We need this yesterday. Many are saying this
Nowhere to run
Android Girl ThingShe/Herpfp from: https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/371692
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