- Jan 13, 2017
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The android walked once again down the sidewalks of the large green area, known by humans as the park. Strange thing, really. Why dedicate such a large area of green fertile grass and call it a park? It was quite puzzling - but she digressed. Violet could not disrespect the humans' work, for it was somewhat aesthetically pleasing. And, her AI reasoned, perhaps this is a venue for performers to perform in, much like arenas back on....
The memory had not been deleted, as she'd intended. The memory of her home planet Andrormedes... It resurfaced, giving her a detailed view of the grand stages she used to perform on, for masses of cold, dead androids who only had a critical eye of her performances -
"Deleting memory.... Error. Memory cannot be deleted."
She closed the memory and focused her ocular lenses on the real park in front of her. Which, coincidentally, also had a stage (though admittedly tiny and borderline primitive) for performers.
And, to her surprise, there was a young being of what appeared to be the human race. A feminine specimen, much like herself. And so, following her programming, she exclaimed in a cute, happy tone.
"Hello, being! Please state your name."
@LunariaSong
The android walked once again down the sidewalks of the large green area, known by humans as the park. Strange thing, really. Why dedicate such a large area of green fertile grass and call it a park? It was quite puzzling - but she digressed. Violet could not disrespect the humans' work, for it was somewhat aesthetically pleasing. And, her AI reasoned, perhaps this is a venue for performers to perform in, much like arenas back on....
The memory had not been deleted, as she'd intended. The memory of her home planet Andrormedes... It resurfaced, giving her a detailed view of the grand stages she used to perform on, for masses of cold, dead androids who only had a critical eye of her performances -
"Deleting memory.... Error. Memory cannot be deleted."
She closed the memory and focused her ocular lenses on the real park in front of her. Which, coincidentally, also had a stage (though admittedly tiny and borderline primitive) for performers.
And, to her surprise, there was a young being of what appeared to be the human race. A feminine specimen, much like herself. And so, following her programming, she exclaimed in a cute, happy tone.
"Hello, being! Please state your name."
@LunariaSong