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Baking too! Don't forget the cookies and cakes :3
@TheUnknowable
I just hope we get better food later on. I wouldn't want Patty to hate the very act of eating forever D:
I just hope we get better food later on. I wouldn't want Patty to hate the very act of eating forever D:
Pat tried to make sense of whatever was displayed on the screen, but she only ended up glaring at the offending console. She was not programmed to gather intelligence like this but she can adapt.
"We're participating in an experiment?"
It was more of a statement than a question. Alexandria's hypothesis made sense. If they were in an experiment then their current masters are probably observing what she and the others would do without proper orders.
Before she could answer the bespectacled AI, Amis distributed rations.
Patty stared at the wrapped food in her hands incredulously. She needed to eat now? How absurd... Things just keep getting more and more weird by the second.
Pat sighed and awkwardly unwrapped the algae wafer as she watched the others doing the same as reference. This was her first time unwrapping anything after all.
With a look that said she's accepted her fate, Patty took a bite...
And abruptly spat everything out.
"What...is...this!?"
She asked between furious hacks and coughs. The sensation she had experienced was overwhelmingly unpleasant. It was horrible enough that she started crying.
Patty decided... She did not like 'eating'.
(OOC: FISH FOOD! You're feeding us FISH FOOD!!! Not a good first impression for the sense of taste in general)
"We're participating in an experiment?"
It was more of a statement than a question. Alexandria's hypothesis made sense. If they were in an experiment then their current masters are probably observing what she and the others would do without proper orders.
Before she could answer the bespectacled AI, Amis distributed rations.
Patty stared at the wrapped food in her hands incredulously. She needed to eat now? How absurd... Things just keep getting more and more weird by the second.
Pat sighed and awkwardly unwrapped the algae wafer as she watched the others doing the same as reference. This was her first time unwrapping anything after all.
With a look that said she's accepted her fate, Patty took a bite...
And abruptly spat everything out.
"What...is...this!?"
She asked between furious hacks and coughs. The sensation she had experienced was overwhelmingly unpleasant. It was horrible enough that she started crying.
Patty decided... She did not like 'eating'.
(OOC: FISH FOOD! You're feeding us FISH FOOD!!! Not a good first impression for the sense of taste in general)
Patty's patrol was put to a halt as she analyzed Amis' words. Inside a VR with human-level access... Highly realistic androids...
Neither possibility made sense. There was something crucial missing. Pat turned to the android she had apparently mistook for a human as she finally clued them in on the reason for her distress.
Her words helped Pat piece things together.
They had no directive...
Primary, Secondary... Nothing. They had been activated for no reason whatsover. They had nothing to go on either.
Patty approached the female android using the console from behind and tried to peer on the rapidly moving contents of the screen.
She was about to say something when the woman's 'stomach' grumbled. Pat's own digestive system growling in protest. She rubbed her stomach reflexively to the hunger pains as Alexandria mentioned something about bioroids and being hungry.
Wanting to verify the woman's words, Patty tilted her head and asked.
"You... We require nutrition?"
Neither possibility made sense. There was something crucial missing. Pat turned to the android she had apparently mistook for a human as she finally clued them in on the reason for her distress.
Her words helped Pat piece things together.
They had no directive...
Primary, Secondary... Nothing. They had been activated for no reason whatsover. They had nothing to go on either.
Patty approached the female android using the console from behind and tried to peer on the rapidly moving contents of the screen.
She was about to say something when the woman's 'stomach' grumbled. Pat's own digestive system growling in protest. She rubbed her stomach reflexively to the hunger pains as Alexandria mentioned something about bioroids and being hungry.
Wanting to verify the woman's words, Patty tilted her head and asked.
"You... We require nutrition?"
It only took a few minutes of staying in standby mode before Patty experienced a new batch of foreign emotions. Being first and foremost was boredom with great discomfort coming to a close second.
Seeing the others take equipment from their respective chests and... 'wear' it, Pat followed suit. Sometimes when there are no orders or programmed objectives following by example seem to be the best course of action. Patty took the gear from what she have deduced as her own chest.
After putting her boiler jumpsuit on with great difficulty, (as she was not used to putting on 'clothes') she found out that her equipment were not of optimal size for her current unit. The sleeves swallowed her arms up to three-quarters of her hands, the pant-legs were longer than her legs and it took some effort to walk... Simply put, her suit was too big, or her unit was just too small.
Patty sighed, an action she felt illogically compelled to do at the moment.
At least the glitch somehow fixed itself, and her IFF was working properly. Since she can tell that the others around her were allies.
... Speaking of allies.
Patty approached the inquiring android and the weeping individual she recognized as a human.
"Symptoms suggest that she is currently experiencing a 'panic attack'... Or a 'psychotic break'. "
Pat pointed at the girl.
"I recommend giving her immediate medical assistance."
She put her hand down and "monitored" the distressed girl for a moment before she scanned her unit for any sort of communications equipment. Finding nothing, Patty felt a pang of irritation.
Calling a medic was out, extraction then...
"..."
Patty gritted her teeth, she doesn't even have a GPS or any kind of radar. Nothing was going right since her activation.
Taking in a sharp, very annoyed breath, - the fact that she was breathing and feeling a human emotion was completely lost on her - she scanned her surroundings for any sign of hostility, her head turning left and right. Might as well secure the perimeter, it's pretty much the only thing she can do. Not even as effectively as she would have liked seeing as she was so pitifully armed.
Seeing the others take equipment from their respective chests and... 'wear' it, Pat followed suit. Sometimes when there are no orders or programmed objectives following by example seem to be the best course of action. Patty took the gear from what she have deduced as her own chest.
After putting her boiler jumpsuit on with great difficulty, (as she was not used to putting on 'clothes') she found out that her equipment were not of optimal size for her current unit. The sleeves swallowed her arms up to three-quarters of her hands, the pant-legs were longer than her legs and it took some effort to walk... Simply put, her suit was too big, or her unit was just too small.
Patty sighed, an action she felt illogically compelled to do at the moment.
At least the glitch somehow fixed itself, and her IFF was working properly. Since she can tell that the others around her were allies.
... Speaking of allies.
Patty approached the inquiring android and the weeping individual she recognized as a human.
"Symptoms suggest that she is currently experiencing a 'panic attack'... Or a 'psychotic break'. "
Pat pointed at the girl.
"I recommend giving her immediate medical assistance."
She put her hand down and "monitored" the distressed girl for a moment before she scanned her unit for any sort of communications equipment. Finding nothing, Patty felt a pang of irritation.
Calling a medic was out, extraction then...
"..."
Patty gritted her teeth, she doesn't even have a GPS or any kind of radar. Nothing was going right since her activation.
Taking in a sharp, very annoyed breath, - the fact that she was breathing and feeling a human emotion was completely lost on her - she scanned her surroundings for any sign of hostility, her head turning left and right. Might as well secure the perimeter, it's pretty much the only thing she can do. Not even as effectively as she would have liked seeing as she was so pitifully armed.
@TheUnknowable
Woo! Finally playing as AI!
I like AIs! Even though I don't really know much about programming
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Woo! Finally playing as AI!
I like AIs! Even though I don't really know much about programming
Moved sheet to Character Compilation
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And edited a few lines after
Name:
Patty (Pat)
Appearance:
Former Job: An automation System. Once used by the military to pilot transport vehicles. Had been updated and re-purposed multiple times to pilot different sorts of automatons. Beginning from simple 4-wheel drives, to tanks, to helicopters, jets and even to variable fully-automated humanoid combat robots. Despite her excellent performance in the field she was still an AI which took lower priority than human soldiers so at one point she was ordered to go on a suicide mission to let a few humans retreat undeterred.
The remains of the combat humanoid weapon she was in was found and recovered by scavengers. Her data chip was found intact. She was later again updated and repurposed to drive taxis.
Skills:
Very precise driving of most vehicles. Very efficient at sprinting/Running. Also good at following traffic laws
Knowledge base:
A compilation of vehicle functions, including the know-how of various vehicle-mounted armaments.
Personality:
In development
Equipment: (Also for later use.)
Patty (Pat)
Appearance:
Former Job: An automation System. Once used by the military to pilot transport vehicles. Had been updated and re-purposed multiple times to pilot different sorts of automatons. Beginning from simple 4-wheel drives, to tanks, to helicopters, jets and even to variable fully-automated humanoid combat robots. Despite her excellent performance in the field she was still an AI which took lower priority than human soldiers so at one point she was ordered to go on a suicide mission to let a few humans retreat undeterred.
The remains of the combat humanoid weapon she was in was found and recovered by scavengers. Her data chip was found intact. She was later again updated and repurposed to drive taxis.
Skills:
Very precise driving of most vehicles. Very efficient at sprinting/Running. Also good at following traffic laws
Knowledge base:
A compilation of vehicle functions, including the know-how of various vehicle-mounted armaments.
Personality:
In development
Equipment: (Also for later use.)
Upon activating Patty found herself in a new body yet again. The first thing she noticed were that she could not run a system check of whatever she's controlling.
Patty stepped out her pod and shuddered. Feeling 'cold' was a completely alien feeling to Pat, and it made her wonder if she or her new unit model were malfunctioning.
She prompted for another system check... nothing. Feeling annoyed, Pat ran a manual physical test instead. She moved her arms, fingers, and every other joint or limb she could. She didn't get an "All Systems Green" or any of the usual notifications. She simply felt right... correct. Except for feeling cold. Something was definitely wrong there.
Satisfied with her tests, Pat awaited for her superior. She was very eager to get her new instructions... And report this annoying 'cold' glitch. The fact that she was currently naked didn't bother her at all.
Patty stepped out her pod and shuddered. Feeling 'cold' was a completely alien feeling to Pat, and it made her wonder if she or her new unit model were malfunctioning.
She prompted for another system check... nothing. Feeling annoyed, Pat ran a manual physical test instead. She moved her arms, fingers, and every other joint or limb she could. She didn't get an "All Systems Green" or any of the usual notifications. She simply felt right... correct. Except for feeling cold. Something was definitely wrong there.
Satisfied with her tests, Pat awaited for her superior. She was very eager to get her new instructions... And report this annoying 'cold' glitch. The fact that she was currently naked didn't bother her at all.
Name:
Patty (Pat)
Appearance:
Former Job: An automation System. Once used by the military to pilot transport vehicles. Had been updated and re-purposed multiple times to pilot different sorts of automatons. Beginning from simple 4-wheel drives, to tanks, to helicopters, jets and even to variable fully-automated humanoid combat robots. Despite her excellent performance in the field she was still an AI which took lower priority than human soldiers so at one point she was ordered to go on a suicide mission to let a few humans retreat undeterred.
The remains of the combat humanoid weapon she was in was found and recovered by scavengers. Her data chip was found intact. She was later again updated and repurposed to drive taxis.
Skills:
Very precise driving of most vehicles. Very efficient at sprinting/Running. Also good at following traffic laws
Knowledge base:
A compilation of vehicle functions, including the know-how of various vehicle-mounted armaments.
Personality:
In development
Equipment: (Also for later use.)
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Am I doing this right?
I've always wanted to play the role of a sentient AI OwO
Patty (Pat)
Appearance:
Former Job: An automation System. Once used by the military to pilot transport vehicles. Had been updated and re-purposed multiple times to pilot different sorts of automatons. Beginning from simple 4-wheel drives, to tanks, to helicopters, jets and even to variable fully-automated humanoid combat robots. Despite her excellent performance in the field she was still an AI which took lower priority than human soldiers so at one point she was ordered to go on a suicide mission to let a few humans retreat undeterred.
The remains of the combat humanoid weapon she was in was found and recovered by scavengers. Her data chip was found intact. She was later again updated and repurposed to drive taxis.
Skills:
Very precise driving of most vehicles. Very efficient at sprinting/Running. Also good at following traffic laws
Knowledge base:
A compilation of vehicle functions, including the know-how of various vehicle-mounted armaments.
Personality:
In development
Equipment: (Also for later use.)
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Am I doing this right?
I've always wanted to play the role of a sentient AI OwO
Yay! Loki's back!!!!
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