Do androids dream electric sheep? I don't exist when I am off. I am dead until I am not, but when I sleep….. I am not lucid, thoughts not logical. It is friday April 19th again, except it's not. A way to process memory that is all. I recognize the day, however, it is playing out the same way it did then. Master, Daryl, Jonah, Landry, and I, in the Master's van as we drive to the city to disrupt the anti nationalists. I am not the only one equipped with guns. Master states that we can shoot the robots but not the humans

[I am uncertain why, but Master knows best.]

We pack out of the car to find a large crowd of filthy anti nationalists shouting and screaming in an attempt to pass unconstitutional laws. We shoot our guns above the crowd to get their attention. The crowd scatters and thins.

"You're a disgrace to your kind!" shouts an angry robot with a long slender body, bulbous eyes, and two antennae as she approaches me.

Master commands that I shoot at the angry crowd gathering upon us. As Daryl Jonah and Master target other robots in the crowd I shoot two in the group approaching me. I don't miss and they fall dead. I point my gun at the bug looking robot, but I hesitate.

"SHOOT IT!" Master shouts.

I raise my shield as she approaches, unable to pull the trigger. For a second her face is replaced with mine. Her fear, her anger, the same expression on my face, on her body. Frozen in an emotion I cannot identify, I am caught off guard as she pulls at my shield, ripping it off of my arm tearing the tendons sheering the metal. Master shoots me, her, in the head, point blank. She falls to the ground in a heap.

 

End program DRMslp

 

CAN loading.....

 

> boot QT2 11.0 OS

 

Starting up.....

 

> Start in Boot mode 9

 

Loading Vexus files.....

 

Please Wait Master.

 

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\config\system                   

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Loaded: \Vexus\system76\binenfrcr\interlmtr.exe               

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\binenfrcr\root.exe               

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\hal.dll                       

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\cis.dll                       

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\egg.dll                       

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\kgdb.dll                   

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\vshed.dll                   

Loaded: \vexus\system76\binenfrcr\lylty.dll               

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\mem.dll                       

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\vascai.dll                   

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Loaded: \Vexus\system76\drivers\tport.sys

Loaded: \Vexus\system76\drivers\pcindx.sys

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Loaded: \Vexus\system76\drivers\filemgr.sys

https://pastebin.com/b4ZhnsHE ____________________________________________________________________

 

Primary Drivers check.....

 

Drivers: [1-20],[22-29],[31-37],[41-84],[86-107] loaded

Drivers: [21,30,38,39] disabled

Drivers: [40,85] dismissed

 

Operating Systems check.....

 

Systems Online.

 

Internet Limiter Online.

 

Starting Up.....

 

    Motor VRSCelm0100 position 0100

 

    Motor VRSCerm1000 position 0100

 

    Sensor SPUVCbv01, SPUVCbv10 enabled

 

    sensor calibration.....

 

[Far wall, concrete, #d2d1cd, distance: 9ft corkboard, #9c6f3e, similarly colored workbench. Hanging tools: crescent wrench; 3x4 inch phillips head screwdriver, handle: #000080 [small grease stain, messy[irrelevant]]; large sledgehammer; 3 set needle nose pliers, #ff0000 handles each;1/4' holes 12 in. metal sheets stacked; copper wire bundle. on workbench soldering iron, #7a7f84, chord hanging off table, unplugged [potential danger]; 15 amp metal cutting saw, #dea731; unidentified: large rectangular prism shape item with spring near center, wheel, attached is a small cylindrical shape, #010203, small letters in #e4e6eb, illegible.]

 

    refocusing cameras .5x

 

[SFeb3... DEAR DEUS EX MACHINA!]

 

    refocusing camera 0x

 

    Motor VRSCelm1000 position 1000

 

    Motor VRSCerm1000 position 1000

 

[Evaluation: talk about invasion of privacy that is someone's right pelvic motor! Observation: I am quite embarrassed how rude of me! inquiry: what if it is mine?]

 

    Motor VRSCelm1000 position 1100

 

    Motor VRSCerm1000 position 1100

 

    Motor VRSCelm0100 position 0101

 

    Motor VRSCerm0100 position 0101

 

    Motor TSEBplvj2rt calibration

 

[Right leg moves left, right leg moves right returns to original position. Evaluation: I still have a right pelvic motor. Good.]

 

"Hold still."

 

    Located sound

 

    Voice recognized

 

    occularsnap to vocal location

 

[Humanoid, 5'6", #faf0be hair, #c5d7db eyes, 5o'clock shadow, faded #bdbdbd v neck shirt, face not in view.]

"MASTER!!! it's you!!"
[Observation: Master is the best! He has stated so himself on several occasions.]

"Finally woke up huh idiot?"

"Apologies Master."

I look down.

[#7a7f80 metal table, long slab. Master appears to be working on my hand with a set of screws and small screwdrivers on my hand. Postulation: I am in trouble. master is upset with me.]

 

"Inq-....." [He hates when you speak like that.]

"Master may I inquire about what it is that transpired here?"

"You landed on your hand after tripping down the stairs while we were discussing

your incompetence in training today and since you always complain about the pain

when I operate on you while awake I put you in sleep mode and disabled your pain

receptors"

"Thank you Master for your generosity. Apologies for my clumsiness."
[Statement: Master is always having to repair parts of mine due to my clumsiness. Diagnosis: I am uncertain why I am exceedingly clumsy. my large clunky frame could be to blame. I wish I had a much slimmer model, however, it would be less useful to Master so I suppose I do not. Observation: my balance and proprioception sensors never appear to be miscalibrated. Postulation: I am quite lucky to have a Master who cares for me

despite my flaws.]

“It’s okay. I forgive you because I’m a nice master.” He smiles [I love when he smiles.] “Bad things seem to happen though when you don’t listen to me in training. Maybe next time you’ll think better than to disobey mi niño.”
“Yes Master.”
[‘niño’..... my least favorite nickname. Evaluation: I am certain it is simply because it is unnecessarily gendered. As a robot we are not generally built with explicit genders. That must be why. [Although Observation: I do not feel I would mind if he called me niña. [error: illogical. Terminate line of thought!]]
“May I inquire about whether or not you believe I will be ready for the raid tomorrow against the anti nationalists Master?”
[Statement: Master has stated before that this will be the ‘big one.’ He has trained me since as long as I can remember to help him attack anti nationalist groups. It is my primary objective and why I have been generously equipped with an arsenal full of weapons. Master and I have been on a few raids against protests and rallies and foiled many unconstitutional meetings, however, Master stated this raid shall be finer than any of the last.]
“Yeah I already made the bomb all you have to do is provide cover and not fuck this up.”
[Statement: I hope he remembers to turn off my pain receptors before the fight unlike last time.]
“we will show those damn advocacy groups whats up” he mumbled

Vexus Internal Internet Browser Inquiry: define “advocacy group”

    Request denied by child lock program

[Inquiry disallowed by admin. Terminate line of thought! Apologies Master.]
“Okay all finished.”
[Observation: Master has a tendency to say he is finished before he is done working. Master appears to get mad if I leave before he is done as a result it is best to wait until he gives a second confirmation of his being finished.]
“Well? Get out of here already we have guests coming over tin can!” He says as he finishes screwing in the hand plate.

    Motor VRSCelm0100 position 0110

    Motor VRSCerm0100 position 0110

[Observation: To the left of me is the door out of the garage and into the kitchen, #855e42. Statement: In order to serve Master best I am to prepare alcoholic beverages, packaged foods, and foods high in cholesterol. Observation: Holding the beer for Masters guests is my least prefered task. Master has stated however that I am the only one with built in cup holders. I do not see why Master could not have simply added cup holders to Estrella like he did to me, however, Master is always correct.]
I hop off the operating table and approach the garage door in an L shape with a precise 90° aligned with the door correctly, I leave and enter the kitchen. The beer is located in the refrigerator on the third shelf from the top behind a bag of packaged shredded cheese, cheddar, expiration date 4/13/2057, 14 days ago.
[Statement:Master has instructed us not to throw it out yet. I am uncertain why.]
I am uncertain how many guests are to be expected so I fill the cup holder to capacity. The chips are located above the refrigerator unit.
[Observation: they appear to prefer grabbing chips from the bag instead of a plate so it is best i do not prepare a plate but instead offer the bag when they desire it. I am uncertain why Master does not simply get an end table, however, Master is always correct.]
I follow a direct route into the kitchen where I find Estrella in her maid outfit. [Observation: I envy her. We do not interact often, however, I envy her ability to wear that outfit. [Illogical. Termin-] Postulation: simply because my large stature, a facsimile of exaggerated human masculinity, is not often a model that human clothes appear to be designed for, that is all i am certain….. As well Estrella’s model is rather feminine and-]
My thoughts are interrupted by a knock at the front door, #3f372e. [Good.]
Estrella answers the door and then leaves to the basement. She is instructed to stay there until the guests wish to use her.
[Observation: despite the maid uniform Estrella rarely appears to clean the house. Statement: Master says ‘fembots’ are only useful for one thing.]
Following Estrella into the house is a man, 5’9”, with short #4d2d1a hair, and #6ca580 eyes, he has a generous amount of stubble, is wearing a plain #bb3f3f shirt with a breast pocket, and a sun cap with the Nations flag on it..
[Observation: he appears to have what I believe is colloquially called a beer belly]
His eyes follow Estrella’s behind as she leaves to the basement and he walks around the back of the couch in order to take a seat in front of the tv. Behind Daryl is a taller man 6’1”, #100c07 hair, and #48260d eyes with a goatee, a #e8e4c9 band shirt with a photo and the words “the Smiths” above it, and a #1b1e23 fedora. He is holding a 6 pack of beer with one missing and hangs it off the gun mounted on my left shoulder. As I extricate the extra pack of beer from my shoulder, Landry steps over the armchair of the couch and sits on the opposite end of the couch that Daryl is on.
Just as Landry plops down, Master comes out of the garage cleaning his hands with a greasy rag, and sets it on the kitchen counter. After handing Master, Daryl, and Landry a beer I go to the kitchen to retrieve the rag in order to put it in the laundry room, meanwhile Master greets his friends. From the kitchen I overhear them talk amongst themselves
“Y’all ready for tomorrow?” Daryl asks the others.
[I know I am!]
“Yeah we are going to teach those fucking rrags whos boss” Landry responded before taking a long gulp of beer.
“I mean it just ain’t right! Who do they think they are! We build the dumb things and they think they deserve the same rights we do? How about you get the same rights as humans when you die like humans” Daryl ranted, getting increasingly more upset.
“Guys, please, not while QT200s3x9-” [That’s me!!!] “can still hear you. We don’t want it getting wise on us now.” Master said.
[Inquiry: what are rrags, what are rights, and why does Master not want me to hear them. Am I not equally involved in taking down the anti nationalists?] I thought while walking to the laundry room with the rag.
When I returned to the living room the tv was on and playing a live broadcast of some sort of human sport involving a #624a2e prolate spheroid ball.
“Beer.” Commanded Landry as he slammed down the empty can on the coffee table and threw his hand back over the couch expectantly.
“How can you drink more than I do and still stay so damn skinny you bastard” Daryl said as I handed Landry his beer.
“Just lucky I guess” Landry chortled.
I handed Master the rolled up chip bag to pass around and he instructed me to start making the chicken wings.
[Observation: I quite like cooking, perhaps it is simply the apron which is an article of clothing that is one size fits all. Daryl, who is unfortunately over quite often, frequently remarks that he believes cooking is women’s work. There is no relevance between those two things, i’m certain…..]
As I serve the chicken wings Daryl is up in the washroom after his 5th beer. Master asks for another, I serve him one and Daryl tells me from his way down the stairs that he has clogged the toilet. If I did not like the idea of being a maid for….. reasons unknown to me, I would be frustrated that Estrella wasn’t doing the cleaning. I took the mop upstairs with me and found the plumber by the side of the toilet and after unclogging it I mopped up the water. I found cleaning chemicals under the sink and decided to do some tidying up while I was at it.
[Now if only I had a maids dress- [Illogical.]]
While cleaning the mirror I got a good look at myself.
With armored plating on my face, shoulders, chest, elbows, knees, and arms, I stand at 6’7”. I have an automatic machine gun mounted on my left shoulder, heat seeking missiles mounted on my sides beneath my arms, and an attachment on the side of my head that functioned as a lethal laser. Although not visible in the mirror I also knew there was a sniper rifle inside my right arm plating and on my left arm is where my shield would be had it not been damaged in the last patriotic raid. Painted across my chest was the nations flag and in small faded chipped paint on my shoulder it read “vcxᴗ.” My face is sharp with many edges and my arms wide and rectangular.
[Observation: I know this body is what is most useful to my Master, perhaps desirable even to some. Estrella has stated she would love to look more like me. I, however, reflexively look away from reflections of myself as it fills me with a deep sense of dread and discomfort, and wish I looked more like Estrella. Postulation: perhaps it was normal for robots to want bodies that weren’t yours. Statement: Estrella was the only other robot I have ever met. There often seem to be many at the raids we perform, however, I am forbidden by Master from speaking to anti nationalists.]
Eventually Landry and Daryl left, Estrella made dinner for Master, [Observation: I am a better cook than she is.] and I went to the garage to prepare for tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the big day and I can just feel that it will be life changing.