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silence-ofthe-llamas · 7 months ago

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I feel I’m VERY late to the party with the mecha AU considering how bone deep Pacific Rim runs within me but I’m chomping at the bit. Gnawing at it. I LOVE YOU ALL. I’ve reactivated my tumblr for this. Good god. @keferon my leige. I'm meant to be SLEEPING.

Anyway, I’m a general nuisance, I wont be following much of the pre-established lore too closely because of who I am as a person, bone app the teeth.

TexAid for the soul is more potent than Chicken soup.

First Aid wakes up in an ice cold sweat.

It’s not the first time. He’d lost count, actually – it seemed that every morning was the same now. He’d wake up, he’d shudder, he’d carefully extract himself from his damp-with-sweat duvet, he’d shower, and then he’d pretend that everything was perfectly fine and normal.

His function first and foremost was one of a medic. He trained to work with live patients. His expertise was with the living, not the cold stares of the dead.

But lately, all he’d been dealing with were corpses, and it all came down to one reason.

Vortex.

Superstition wasn’t something that he bought into, but the theory on base was that the mech was haunted. At the start, he didn’t believe it – mechanics were plagued with stray code, oddly executed scripts. There was nothing supernatural about it. All of the pilots said that they felt another presence within their mechs with them – there wasn’t anything special about Vortex’s AI. If one wanted to look at it that way, all of their mechs were haunted.

But Vortex was different. Of course he fucking was, why wouldn’t he be. No, no, nothing was allowed to be normal. Ever. Firstly, there was the staring. The mechs weren’t meant to stare, but whenever he went close to Vortex, he could feel his piercing gaze against him. It wasn’t normal. They should have been offline without any human input, but Vortex stayed stubbornly awake and studied his every move. Sometimes he’d swear he could hear his internals humming, the rumble of moving parts, his plating trembling and straining against the dock as he tried to move. If someone got too close to him, he’d hear the hum of weapons systems warming up. It was part of their onboarding process that they were warned against approaching him, now. He’d cut them down without a second thought.

There was also the small fact that he had a tendency to kill his pilots. And it wasn’t even an exaggeration – their means of slaughter always came from within. The cameras that filled the insides didn’t show any breaches, no weapons were brought on board, the vital signs monitors from the pilots and their own helm-mounted cameras showed no foul play of an external parties part. No. It was… Vortex. The mech showed his displeasure in a shower of blood and moving parts – and that was if he was being nice. If they weren’t power washing the remains of a digestive tract from his floor, they were manoeuvring a live body that acted like a dead weight, the pilot a stuttering mess, mentally shattered and broken. They’d never managed to get any of them back into active duty – a lot of them First Aid had no idea what had happened to them. They were simply shipped off somewhere, never to be heard of or seen from again. The worst part of it was that they were all missing fingers, as if they’d been cleaved right off by sharp metal as they reached out for something.

An alarm ripped through the base, and he gagged on his morning coffee. He knew what that meant – deployment. And with deployment came another victim, courtesy of Vortex, and all that horrid stench and morbid fascination that sent his spine tingling and brain firing to the point of insanity that paired so closely with it.

Ambulon frowned at him. “Jittery this morning, Aid.”

“I just know I’ll be on Vortex duty again.” He groaned.

Ambulon patted him comfortingly on the shoulder. “Don’t let it get to you, Aid. Pharma only does it because he trusts you.”

Yeah, right. It’s so I haven’t got an excuse to be by the morgue.

You steal one Quintesson body…

He briefly remembered the smell of the grave dirt as he’d re-interred them into the ground instead of the stone cold morgue, and quickly smelled his coffee instead.

The deployment seemed to last an age. First Aid managed to get through all of his deskwork before they returned, and Vortex staggered into his bay. First Aid was waiting patiently by the gate as the docking station clasped around him, holding him in place as cables came down from the ceiling to plug into him.

“How many bets this guys dead?” Someone behind him asked, elbowing the one stood next to him. First Aid ignored them, focusing intently on the mech.

He could see blood behind the glass. It was leaking out down the side – they were more than dead. They’d been eviscerated.

The visor lifted with a loud hiss, and First Aid took a deep breath. He held it so he didn’t have to inhale the initial stench – that part was always the worst, having been left to fester within him – and carefully studied the scene before him.

Organs hung down from the ceiling. Scraps of fabric hung limply from the still locked harness.

“What did he do to them?” First Aid quietly asked himself as he stepped forwards with a bucket.

There was a rule - you never got inside Vortex on your own. First Aid followed it religiously, and he could hear someone behind him, and so he felt perfectly comfortable in getting inside.

Only the visor snapped shut with a sickening crack as their leg was cleaved clean through, the scream barely muffled by the glass.

“No!” First Aid flew to the glass of the visor, pounding against it. “Are you okay?!”

What a stupid question that had been. Of course he wasn’t okay. The smell in the air burned at his throat and turned his stomach, and he looked down at the dismembered leg.

He couldn’t breathe. Or he was breathing too much? He didn’t know, but his chest ached and his head spun and he felt like ice had been injected straight into his veins, every hair stood on end as panic gripped him. It took every ounce of self control he had to not scream from terror when he heard pistons loudly slam into place, firmly locking the visor.

Oh, god, have mercy.

Emergency exits. These things had them, right? He’d had to pull a barely conscious pilot from one once – he’d gotten trapped in it in a malfunctioned ejection sequence. The button would be big and bright red, surely – and with a protective cover so they didn’t smack it by mistake in the middle of a fight and end up launched into the face of a Quintesson. His eyes scanned wildly, breath catching in his chest as he tried to suck in air that didn’t make him want to vomit, hands hovering over the dash. Mental images of the pilots missing their fingers played in his head like an omen.

There. Bright red. The words were worn off, the plastic scratched. The metal around it was worn and faded from use, and the plastic cover was long gone.

Blood crusted it. He smacked it anyway.

Nothing.

He looked back to where it should have been, hyperventilating. What did that mean? The techs had never found anything to be wrong with it before. Everything was functioning as normal – it was why Vortex was still even allowed to be operated. So why didn’t the emergency escape open?

Red light flooded the cockpit. His teeth chattered together as he slowly turned to look at the display that had lit up, white text running across it.

[LEAVING SO SOON?]

“I’m just a medic.” First Aid pathetically said. He almost bit his tongue.

[TAKE A SEAT]

Tears prickled his eyes as he unbuckled the harness and sat down. He tried to ignore the wet squelch as he sat in what remained of the previous human who sat there.

“What do you need from me?” He tried to sound strong as he asked.

The screen remained blank. The lights slowly dimmed, leaving him in the dark with only the sound of Vortex’s hot systems for company. He tried to calm his breathing, timing it to the rhythmic thunk of a nearby fuel pump, and wrung his fingers together.

It would be okay. It would be okay. Everything was going to be okay-

The chair suddenly flew backwards, and First Aid shrieked. His throat felt raw with how hard he’d screamed, clinging on tightly to whatever he could get his hands on. He studiously kept his limbs away from the console – he had a theory on how they’d lost their digits, and he was not keen on finding out if it was true. The chair snapped back upright again, and he whimpered, tears pooling in his eyes and his bottom lip trembling. The mech shuddered, a grinding sound rumbling through the cockpit and rattling his bones.

[PLUG IN] the screen instructed. A cable fell from the ceiling.

Helmet. He needed a helmet. They had the required port for that cable. He scanned the floor, ignoring the rising nausea as he searched for the helmet from the previous pilot.

There. Behind the chair. He picked it up, and had to look away when he realised the head was still inside. He shook it out, humming loudly to block out the sound of it hitting the floor, and kept his eyes closed as he put it on and ignored how much it stank of organic metal. He reached up for the cable, and gently guided it to the port-

Agony. Burning agony. His back arched as he screamed, hands clutching the helmet as if willing it to stay on despite how hard his legs kicked and thrashed. Electricity coursed straight through him, setting him aflame as his brain tried to catch up with his body.

It hurt. It hurt so much.

First Aid gnashed his teeth together as he fought with his conflicting emotions. He wanted to know why. Why Vortex had trapped him in there, why he had gone to this length to do this to him, why him. But he also wanted to run, to run so far away that he was nothing more than a distant memory. He didn’t want to know why Vortex had taken such an interest in him.

But oh, oh he did. He did want to know what he’d done to catch the AI’s attention.

The pain slowly subsided, the fried nerves numbing to the raw energy that charged through them, and he cracked his eyes open.

[GOOD BOY <3]

“Oh, god, I think I broke something.” First Aid whimpered. He suddenly understood just why so many pilots came to them with nerve damage, with extensive burns, and why most of their heads were metal. The connection was. Intense.

“Don’t be such a pussy.” A voice spoke directly into his head. First Aid gasped, sitting up straighter. It was strangely human, yet equally as mechanical.

“What-!”

“I just want to talk, but it’s so irritating to have to wait for you to read the screen. Removing the barriers is so much easier, isn’t it? Now, to business...”

First Aid gasped and whined as he felt pressure in his head, white not points of pain slowly pressing through his brain. His eyesight flickered and faded in and out, his sight shifting from the inside of the cockpit to the chaos right outside – chaos that he couldn’t even hear – and he was glad to see that the man who had been right behind him was receiving medical attention. What a relief. Humour that wasn’t his and that he didn’t recognise pulled at his lips, and he felt a strong urge to smile so wide that his lips split and cracked.

The pressure on his head increased, and he felt his eyes cross, reality slowly slipping through his fingers like thick slime. Red dripped from his nose. Where was he, again? Why was this happening to him? What was even happening to him- Awareness snapped back to him in time with a loud bang on the glass. He heard his name, muffled. Someone was calling to him. He should go to them, right? “Don’t move, I haven’t finished looking at you yet.” First Aid felt phantom sensations of ice cold hands pressing against his skin, a shudder running up his spine. He felt a prickle run down his arm, chasing the feeling of the tips of someone’s fingers running down the bare skin. Obediently, he held still despite how curious he was to go and look. “I can tell you like the good stuff.” An invisible hand patted his cheek and the mech shuddered, loud and clunking. “God, I’m so lucky I found you.” “Found me?” His chest felt weird. His everything felt weird. It was difficult to keep his eyes open. “I’ve been watching you. On the cameras, when you’re in the hangar with me, your files. Fascinating. How wonderful you are to me.” “That’s a bit creepy. You could have asked first.” “I don’t like being told no.” “I would have liked it more if I’d known it was happening.” Why was he so readily admitting this? Where were his carefully constructed walls and defences, keeping the abnormality at bay? He felt like he was an open book and Vortex was just turning to the pages he wanted to read. “Maybe I’d have done something if I knew I had an audience.” The mech shuddered again, harder this time.

“Come on, baby, talk to me wont you? I’ve been so lonely.”

“Maybe if you stopped killing your pilots you wouldn’t struggle so much with that.” He gritted out. Fuck, everything hurt.

“You’ve got a bit of a mouth on you, don’t you.” A sound that felt like anger rumbled through him. “I like it.”

“Can I go now?” He felt woozy. Something was wrong. Something was really, really wrong, his ears felt wet and his face felt wet and he could taste copper-

As if on cue, there was a loud bang on the visor – someone was pounding it with their fist. A shared stab of annoyance flashed through them.

“Question first. How did it feel to have a Quintesson in your bare hands?”

“How did you know about that?”

“Come on, don’t be shy, you know I’ve seen everything.” He crooned. “Tell me. I’m so desperate to know. I know you liked it – I can feel it.” It felt as if he had someone’s arms wrapped around him, their mouth right by his ear. If he closed his eyes and focused, he could feel their warm breath ghosting over it.

“It felt fucking amazing.” He thought back to it. The warmth of the body – an infant, tiny in comparison to the adults that dwarfed their houses. How thick their blood was, how it dripped down through his hands. The burn of the smell, mineral rich and glowing bright blue.

“You fucking tease.”

“You cut through them every day.” First Aid argued. “What’s so special about that?”

“You can really feel it. I’ve got metal between me and my prey.”

The banging was louder, and First Aid’s vision shifted to be through Vortex’s. There was a big group of them now, he had an audience.

“I should go.”

“You’ll be back, honey.”

First Aid ripped the helmet off, and nausea hit him like a truck as he felt a sharp wrench in his head. He loudly gagged, folding in half, and pressed a fist to his mouth to keep himself from spilling his guts into the cockpit. Vortex was certain to kill him if he made a mess. Sucking in a deep breath, he staggered over to the glass and gently placed his hand against it. It felt like half of his consciousness was somewhere else, somewhere he couldn’t reach.

“Please?” He was starting to feel disorientated, the sudden disengaging scrambling his brain. What memories were his, or the previous pilots? Pain suddenly flashed through him and he screamed, his limbs going numb. He felt warm liquid slowly run down his suit, red blooming amongst the white, bone wrenching from bone-

[LATER, DARLING <3]

Vortex’s visor finally opened, laugher echoing in First Aids head, and he fell out face-first onto the catwalk. He was gasping for breath as he scrambled away, shaking and trembling and swallowing back vomit. His hands flew over his body, checking for injures, for limbs he was certain were missing – intact. He was completely intact. His team had their arms around him and were pulling him away faster, leaving a trail of blood smeared after him – was that his? Or was that the pilots? - and were shouting. All of it was just noise. Pure noise.

Giddiness bubbled up in his chest, and he laughed. It started quietly, a little chuckle. Disbelief at the situation, he thought. Pure, utter relief that he was alive. The cannibal mech had eaten him, but here he was – spat out whole and unharmed. His next laugh was a little louder this time, and Ambulon paused, taking notice. First Aid didn’t see him any more, his whole vision taken up by Vortex and the loud snap of his visor clamping back down into place, a hiss as the mechanism locked it back down. He could have sworn he was smiling, but it was ridiculous – the mech didn’t even have a mouth.

He didn’t realise he was still laughing – and hard – until his stomach began to hurt and he felt light headed. Gasping for breath, he let himself fall back onto the floor, staring blindly up at the ceiling. He could see the red lights of Vortex’s visor reflected on the metal there.

“Felix?” The voice of his mentor pierced through his peals of laugher. First Aid looked up and saw Ratchet running towards him, face twisted in agony. He felt himself start to laugh again, and he had to fight to not start punching himself in the stomach to get himself to fucking stop it. It wasn’t funny. None of this was funny. Why was he laughing.

“Is he hurt? Why is he bleeding?” Ratchet demanded as he knelt down next to him. Ambulons response was inaudible, First Aids ears ringing. He felt something dribble from his mouth, and from the acidic taste in the back of his throat he assumed that he’d finally thrown up. He didn’t remember turning – his airway was clear. Two hands gently cupped his face, forcing him to look at someone.

Ratchet.

“Can you hear me?” He gently asked, tension clear in his voice. First Aid could, but he didn’t know how to respond. He slowly blinked, hands reaching up to clasp at his wrists with trembling hands. The adrenaline was burning off, replacing itself with a leaden heaviness that threatened to drown him. Slowly, he nodded.

Get me away from that mech, he tried to say. They get it and I hate that we understand each other.

Ratchet seemed to hear him. “Help me move him.” He was looking at someone else, but First Aid didn’t want to look away from his face. He committed every detail to memory, every line, every grey hair, every follicle and aged scar and flush of colour. It felt like he was seeing him for the very first time.

The world spun and his stomach clenched as he was lifted unceremoniously onto a stretcher, and he took one last glimpse of Vortex before the oxygen mask was fitted over his face and he couldn’t see anything any more.

09090909

It was highly inadvisable.

But he was doing it anyway.

That taste he’d got of Vortex was like a breath of fresh air to him – he hadn’t realised how stifling the company on base was until he’d met him. Ratchet would be so disappointed in him. Pharma would hang him by his guts. Ultra Magnus would try and make it so he never saw the light of day again.

One moment of feeling his teeth at his throat and he was addicted. He wanted him. He wanted physical scars he could touch and remind himself that it hadn’t been a dream, it was real. Carefully sneaking through the base, First Aid crouched and peered around corners, internally humming the Mission Impossible theme. It felt ridiculous, but if he didn’t distract himself he’d make himself vomit from laughing too much again. He had found a random face mask and slapped it on, hoping that obscuring his identity a little would help him get into character.

They hadn’t found a new pilot for Vortex yet – they still went through the usual procedure of finding one with the right personality and skill set, of testing how well the AI meshed with the mind of the pilot outside of the mech before allowing them to go inside. They had a few candidates, but now it was a question of ‘are they more compatible with other bots?’ and ‘how expendable are they really?’ before they stuck them inside of him.

Like lambs for slaughter. They knew they were going to die – but what else could they do? Vortex was their strongest mech. If he went down, their whole operation would crumble with him. Mechs were expensive and difficult to make, the AI’s complicated and prone to disaster.

Pharma didn’t take his eyes off of him for two whole weeks. He’d fallen out of the mech looking like the pilots whose brains had melted under the pressure, his arm marked with a burn that followed the path of a nerve, mapping it onto his skin. Pharma had stared at it, long and hard, brain ticking over. He wasn’t to go near Vortex again. Not for a while, until they figured out why he’d decided to kidnap him, and why he’d decided to spit him back out. They knew why he’d mangled the other medic. He thought it was fun. He’d said so himself, writing messages in the morning memo. They still hadn’t figured out how he was doing it, but if you were early enough in the day you’d see it before they’d caught it. But First Aid didn’t do too well in following instructions, in listening to orders. The Infant he’d plucked from the formaldehyde to get a better look at was evidence enough of that. The fact he was scrambling to get back inside of Vortex right now was yet another reason why First Aid was to be kept under lock and key - god, if they knew anything about him they’d never let him see the light of day again.

The catwalk that lead out to the mechs was a stones throw away. A guard stood watch, hands firmly on their gun.

God damn it.

First Aid rocked on his feet, wondering how he’d get him to move, when he suddenly felt a prickle on the back of his neck as if he were being watched. He shuddered and whipped his head around.

Nobody. Alone. No eerie glow of a camera – not that there were any over on this side of the hall – and no shadowy figures. He held his breath and strained his ears – all he heard was the cough from the guard and their sigh of boredom. He slowly looked back to the guard, and a faint red glow caught his eye.

Vortex’s visor was on. He was watching.

The sound of something falling to the floor caught the guards attention. He quickly turned and ran out onto the catwalk, looking down at the floor. He quickly looked back up at Vortex and scowled.

“I’m not stupid, Vortex. I’m not going down and getting that.”

Vortex did not respond. The guard tutted and turned on his heel.

Something else fell to the floor, a little louder this time.

The guard threw his head back with a sigh.

“You are the worst.”

He marched off, out of sight, and First Aid saw his window of opportunity. He quickly slipped out, thankful for his socks muffling the sound of his steps, and hid behind the terminal the guard was stationed at before he turned back around and walked over to the terminal.

“Yeah, yeah.” He was speaking to someone on the phone, drumming his fingers on the terminal. “It’s Vortex again. I know, I won’t get close – yeah. He’s dropped two this time.” He paused for a moment, listening to what the person on the other end had to say, before making a sound of disgust. “Go and check? I am not getting close to him!”

First Aid could hear a raised voice on the other side, and strained to see if he recognised it. Before he could pin a face to the voice, the guard sighed loudly. “Fine. I’ll go look. You’ve got my will there, right? Take yourself off of it.”

The guard didn’t look back at the terminal as he walked to the stairs and descended down them. First Aid glanced between the stairs and the catwalk, and quickly crawled over. Peering over the side to see where the guard was, he gained an uncharacteristic burst of bravery before he sprinted towards where Vortex was, visor open and waiting for him.

“Can I?” He asked in a hushed whisper. Vortex didn’t respond. He gingerly approached, noticing that every single camera inside his cockpit was trained onto him. He swallowed nervously, and clambered in.

He should have been used to climbing inside of Vortex. He’d done it enough times. Maybe it was because he wasn’t wearing any of his protective gear? Not his uniform, or his helmet, or even his gloves. Just himself and his pyjama shorts, his t-shirt, and his socks with little bears on them.

Mmm. First impressions. Wonderful.

He should have gotten changed first.

[TAKE A SEAT] lit up the screen.

He slipped into the seat obediently, taking care to not touch the controls. He coyly waved at the camera.

“Did I wake you?”

[YOU DIDN’T. I LIKE YOUR SOCKS]

The bears stared back at him. First Aid tried not to think about the rumbling he now recognised as laughter that rolled through the cockpit.

“Thanks.” He replied, red tingeing his cheeks.

[THAT’S A GOOD LOOK ON YOU]

He pressed his legs more tightly together. “The socks?”

[NO, YOU’RE GOING VERY RED]

[MAYBE I SHOULD CALL YOU LITTLE RED INSTEAD]

The helmet dropped from the ceiling, firmly attached to the cable that would connect organic to mechanical.

[I WANT YOU]

[<3]

First aid scrambled with the harness, clipping himself in place, before putting on the helmet. It burned just as badly as the first time, and he saw as the nerves in his arms glowed with the energy of it – without the proper implants, there was nowhere for the current to go but him.

He whined, squirming in the seat. He ground his teeth together and squeezed his eyes shut, counting down from ten and losing his place three times before the connection settled. Vortex was a heavy and oppressive presence in his mind, and he chewed his cheek as he cracked an eye open.

[LET ME TAKE ANOTHER LOOK AT YOU]

The warning wasn’t even a verbal one. He read helplessly as he felt cold hands clasp him once more. Digital fingers made of 1’s and 0’s probed his brain, and First Aid arched in the seat, teeth clenching down over a loud moan of pain. Neurons fired agonisingly and his hands scrambled at the harness, the tips of his fingers raw and torn and bleeding against the rough fabric. Memories were brought to the surface unbidden, dragged out by artificial means, and others flooded in to take their place. He inhaled sharply, eyes going wide as the realisation hit him. Vortex was trying to show him something. He wasn’t a ghost. He wasn’t even an AI.

He’d been entombed in it. In the mech. Vortex had been a real, breathing human being, mocked in a sham trial in the name of obtaining more pilots. Rich men had paid him to do terrible things, and he had taken the entirety of the blame. Hundreds of thousands of pounds of funds, countless hours, blood, sweat, and tears – all for one mech. A prototype, at that.

First Aid blinked as a bright red screen flashed up, text displayed across it. He squinted and rubbed his eyes, grimacing at the drag of sore and exposed flesh against the rough material of his face mask, and blinked.

[LOCKED IN]

“W… what do you mean locked in?” First Aid hesitantly asked. Like… literally, he was locked in? He knew that. He was connected to Vortex’s nervous system – he could feel that there were bolts in place keeping the cockpit well and truly locked down like a fortress, impenetrable except to the override codes the high command kept locked in a vault in their office or the request of the pilot. He felt amusement push at the edge of his awareness, a shudder of a laugh running through the mech, and he clarified.

“I know your dirt, and now you know mine. Do you think high command are going to let you go peacefully?”

Ah. A threat. Of course. Worried he’d run? He wasn’t going to. He was fascinated by this mech – the joy of being caught in his mechanisms was sure to sing in his ears, the pure delight of watching him carefully pick apart his prey like a hawk dismantled a rabbit was like a chorus of cherubs to him. And Vortex knew it, he knew it and he loved it- he was certain of it, the way his mind melded with his, pushing against him and caressing him, a warm blanket around his psyche.

“I’m not going to leave you.” First Aid took a deep breath, the unsettling stench of bleach and cooked meat and rotting oranges filling his lungs. “No, I’m fascinated by you.”

He tensed, eyes briefly widening as he felt a grin that wasn’t his tugging at the corners of his lips, threatening to split his face in two.

“Happy about that?”

“Extremely.” He purred. “I’ve seen what your hands have done, what they’re capable of. I think we’d make a great team.”

“What if I refuse?”

Images flashed in front of his eyes. Bone fragments scattered around the cockpit, blood and guts and gore hanging obscenely from the ceiling. Blood ran thickly on the walls, the smell foul and rotten. First Aid wretched.

“You’ll kill me?” He hated the excitement that bled into his voice, how eager he was to feel the mechanism close down around him, to feel his metal deep inside of him, for his last thought to be about his touch. “It’s a shame you can only do that once, you know. It’s so exciting, all the different ways you could do it to me. You could make me completely unrecognisable, identified by DNA alone. Or maybe flood the cockpit with gas, slowly suffocating me before I realised what was happening.” He bit his bottom lip. “I wish I knew what it all felt like.”

A new image, one of gears and cogs deep inside of him. All sharp angles and straight edges. The presence was probing inside of him, trying to figure out his reactions. He pressed his hand to his mouth and gasped as his teeth pierced his bottom lip without him realising it. He took a deep breath to steady himself, and another. Vortex probed again impatiently. Respond, damn it.

He looked up at the camera, glad that his mask hid his face, the excitement glowing on his cheeks. “I’ll show you.” His voice was breathless. “And if your use for me runs out, give me a little warning before I’m a permanent feature, please?”

“I wont let you run away from me.”

First Aid swallowed hard at the burn of yearning in his chest. “You’d catch me if I tried.”

“Damn fucking right I would.”

He watched the energy sing in his nerves, the pain spreading down his limbs. His digits were starting to go numb. How much longer could he hold out? He never wanted to leave. He felt flayed open and alive. Squirming, screaming, and alive. Red dripped down and stained his pyjama shirt. Damn it. He liked this pair.

“How do you control yourself? You want what I want, you wish you could do it. So why don’t you?”

“I’m a pacifist.”

“Are you? Or is that just what you tell yourself so you can sleep at night?”

First Aid whimpered as the pages in his mind flicked, a burning sensation flaring in his arms. He watched the skin there turn red, the connection starting to be too much. His nose felt wet as he thought of it, as the memories Vortex was looking at came to the forefront of his mind. He liked surgery. He liked anatomy. He liked the cadavers and how they felt under his hands, picking them apart and pulling on tendons and ligaments to move them like puppets. Even earlier, his first pet. A hamster. He had told his parents that he’d buried it in the garden all by himself, and they had praised him for being such a grown up young boy, when really he had picked it apart like he had practised on his teddy bears and then blamed on the dog before shoving it into a hole in the ground to hide the evidence before anyone had seen what he was doing.

Vortex chuckled.

“Oh, let me show you how exciting a Quintesson can be. Little Hamphrey hasn’t got anything on them.”

#texaid #tf mecha universe #Llama Writes #tf first aid #tf vortex #Jazz Prowl chapter is next but unfortunately it aint as cute as the original AU #forgive me #does this count as dead dove

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mieberoc · 2 months ago

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I was asked to create a drone conversation story so with some imagination and a bit of AI help here it is

Jamie Harper eagerly signed up for the Army Orderly Corps Drone Team, imagining sleek control centres and high-tech drone operations. Days later, a parcel arrived containing a black hoodie, olive-green cargos, and rugged combat boots, along with instructions for his first day. He followed directions to an isolated military base hidden within the dreary English countryside, encircled by barbed wire and bleak concrete buildings. Confusion gripped him as a stern sergeant ordered him to strip naked, calling it a “standard uniform fitting”. Hesitantly, Jamie complied, shivering with vulnerability in the cold room. Two orderlies entered swiftly, unfolding a glossy black rubber suit, complete with integrated boots, gloves, and hood. They forced him into it, the suit squeezing mercilessly tight against his bare flesh. In panic, Jamie shoved them aside and ran for the door, heart racing. But it was locked, and the orderlies dragged him back, sealing him fully inside the suffocating rubber shell. A heavy-duty gas mask was pulled roughly over his face, its thick lenses obscuring his terrified eyes. Straps tightened brutally, ensuring airtight imprisonment. Jamie’s frantic breaths echoed eerily inside the mask. He was thrown into a stark concrete cell, alone beneath a flickering bulb. Desperate and defiant, he banged futilely on the steel door until his hands ached. Days blurred into nights of relentless conversion. Each morning, technicians strapped him to a cold metal table, injecting chemicals that numbed his mind and weakened resistance. Through built-in speakers, voices endlessly whispered: “You are Drone Zero-Five. Human flesh is weak. Obedience is divine.” Gradually, Jamie’s memories blurred and faded. Each evening, hooded priests performed a chilling ritual: meticulously polishing his sealed rubber body while murmuring dark chants of purification. They called this “deification”, transforming him from man into sacred drone. Isolated, sedated, and permanently masked, Jamie lost all sense of self. His name dissolved into echoes, replaced by Drone Zero-Five—a designation etched into his mind with ruthless precision. One night, technicians surgically integrated neural connectors beneath the suit, embedding electronic implants deep within his spine and skull. No longer merely encased, Jamie became symbiotically linked to the black, inhuman shell. His humanity erased, he obeyed without question, accepting commands as divine truths. The mask remained fixed, his face forgotten beneath rubber and glass. Soon after, he was transported silently to the real Drone Team hangar. Rows of identical drones stood waiting—silent, glossy, perfectly obedient. Jamie, now Drone Zero-Five, joined their ranks, indistinguishable from the rest. On deployment, he moved with mechanical precision, utterly compliant and devoid of thought or resistance. The Army Orderly Corps Drone Team never intended him to pilot machines. Instead, they had methodically stripped him of identity, freedom, and humanity, transforming him into the drone itself—a hollow, obedient weapon, forever sealed in darkness.

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Hello! First off, thanks for reblogging my Mechposting Dynamics thing, I hope you don't mind but I wanted to pick your brain a little more about Dynamic 3.

Namely, do you prefer Pilot/AI Relationships to be a fairly regular part of your setting/writings or do you prefer it to be more unique to your Protagonist and the AI in their machine?

Thanks again,

Morgan

Np! always happy to share my thoughts on mechposting concepts

So, the whole relationship between a pilot and their AI has kinda always been the biggest draw to mechposting for me. I'm really interested in exploring how those relationships form and work, and how they effect both the pilot and the AI.

I think in any setting where AI's are standard for pilots, there's not really any way that the pilots spend that much time with an AI and don't form *some* form of relationship with them. Especially if there's a neural link involved. Like, if you're gonna be spending long deployments with another voice in your head, attachment is gonna happen.

In the setting that I've cultivated for my stories, I refer to the AI as "Integrated Mechanized Personalities" (IMPs for short), and they are tailor made to compliment a pilot's neural map. The IMP gets made at the start of the training process, and is used as the pilots training AI, allowing them to form based on the pilots thought processes and build a strong bond for working together. This means they spend a *lot* of time together, and by the time a pilot gets deployed in the field, they've already had time to form a budding relationship with their IMP, whatever that relationship may be.

So yeah, in short, pilot/AI relationships are a core part of the setting for me lmao

#s13 answers #cybernetic dreams #mechposting #IMPs #Integrated Mechanized Personality

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lagi-the-mechwarrior · 2 months ago

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So today I wanna ramble about one of my favorite mechs in Battletech, The Rifleman. This humble mech is a weapons platform best used in anti aircraft and direct fire support roles. It most configurations it supports a ballistics weapon with a Lazer weapon underneath in each "arm" and maybe something in the torso. Now saying the Rifleman has Arms is a misnomer. It really is just a torso with two guns attached to the soldier where the arms would got on a more human mech design.

The Rifleman also has terrible heating issues, it cannot sustain itself in prolonged Energy weapon use, it lacks the ammo to support back to back deployments without resupply and has paper thin armor on its back. On top of all that it is too slow to disengage from combat with lighter Mechs without support from its lance mates.

So why is this one of my favorites, well there are two things that really made me appreciate it. First is during a heavily modded challenge run MW5:Mercs, I was stuck with a Rifleman and like the blackjack before it, I fell in love with ripping out all the energy weapons for my ammo for my Auto cannons and thanks to some AI mods was able to pilot it as a support mech as my AI lancemates kept the heat off me. Just daka daka til the enemy is gone.

Second, the Rifleman has this neat little quirk in lore and in the table top. It can only rotate something like 45 degrees off center with a torso twist. So to compensate it has the ability for its guns to rotate 180° so it can fire behind it. This is used to great effect in the early novels. Justin Allard's first fight against legend killer demonstrates this nicely. This same trick I was able to use to catch off my friend when we were playing around the table top on mega mek. They jumped behind me with a light mech hopping to exploit that paper sheet of back armor only for to flip my guns around and in what was the best roll I've had while playing the table top do enough damage that the pilot failed the check and the mech toppled to the ground. I've gotten to pull this truck a few more times but much less success.

So yeah, I love the Rifleman, just behind the atlas and the timber wolf (I know these are like the normie picks for Mechs but Im a basic bish)

I'd love to hear y'all's favorite quirky mechs are!

#battletech #mechwarrior #just wait till i go on my huntch back rant #rambles #gaming

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acidlake · 10 months ago

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Chassis registered ‘All Apologies Unsent’; Baseline-clad Joyous-model Mobile Armour.

4 co-suborned drives, 54 ft, 72 tons, 28 part AI Rhizome, outfitted for skirmisher deployment; repeating kinetic machine pistol [Variable Grip Mount], 2x formalised Mirror Exploitation armature projection [Integrated Shoulder]

Piloted by Tariqa Gnollknot, volunteer for Pale Front, comrade in The Vellumist Insurrection.

#scifi #mecha #illustration #mechanical design #artists on tumblr #ttrpg art #lecture’s echo #digital art

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azura-ghost · 3 months ago

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Vulture Droid appreciation post and rant :>

I love the cute chattering sounds of them communicating with each other and their adorable walk!!!

To call them by their full name, the Variable Geometry Self-Propelled Battle Droid, were a marvel of CIS engineering. One of the most common starfighters utilized in the war, but they served many purposes! Able to change their configuration to suit both ground and air combat, Vulture Droids were also utilized as shock troops to support ground engagements, effectively becoming mobile walkers that could provide heavy fire support.

They were something to behold in flight, able to quickly transform and travel at speeds of up to 1200 kph/745~ mph. Being autonomous pilots, they were able to perform maneuvers that would downright kill their fleshy opponents, making them some of the most agile fighters to exist to this day. Some would say that their intelligence limited their resourcefulness, but as droid AI technology progressed later in the war, so too did their capability.

They sported standard fighter armaments with a few creative twists. Twin blaster cannons and energy torpedo launchers being the standard. However, they were also sometimes outfitted with buzz droid missile launchers, and even more rarely, ion cannons! Yep, same technology as that big old ship you’re thinking of.

This bad boy.

Don’t worry, I didn’t forget about Hyena Bombers. Vulture droids were used as the basis for their creation, and they evolved from them as more heavily armed and defended aerial units. They saw almost as much deployment as the Vulture Droid, and were known for their characteristic “laugh” as they communicated with one another.

Also, their walker form looked dope as fuck.

This concludes my Vulture Droid rant. I don’t miss the Clone Wars, but I do miss the engineering marvels that it produced. No I will not be talking about Tri-fighters, I don’t like them.

(Most of my info I got from the wookiepedia entries for the Vulture and Hyena, and MetaNerdz Lore’s awesome series on droids. I’ll link his videos and some videos featuring the super cool sounds of the droids below)

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#star wars #star wars the clone wars #vulture droid #hehe they’re such silly killing machines I love them #star wars droids #Youtube

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thestudyiasbymanikantsingh · 2 months ago

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Ukraine’s Devastating Strike on Russian Nuclear Assets Using AI-Powered Drones

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The ongoing Russia-Ukraine conflict has dramatically evolved with the integration of Artificial Intelligence (AI) in modern warfare. Recently, Ukraine has showcased a striking example of how AI-enabled technology is reshaping battlefields. Under the codename “Operation Spiderweb,” Ukraine launched a series of precise, coordinated strikes deep inside Russian territory, targeting at least five key Russian airbases stretching from Siberia to Moscow. These airbases are vital military hubs from which Russia operates its missiles and warplanes, including the formidable TU-95 strategic bombers. Notably, these bombers were reportedly destroyed by AI-enabled Ukrainian drones, marking a significant turning point in the war.

This development signals a new dimension of drone warfare that is both low-cost and asymmetric, yet highly effective. Unlike traditional warfare, which heavily relies on large, expensive military hardware and personnel, the use of AI-powered drones allows smaller forces to strike critical infrastructure and assets with precision and stealth. The drones operate with advanced autonomy, enabling them to navigate hostile environments, evade detection, and carry out targeted attacks without risking human pilots or soldiers.

The psychological impact of these strikes is equally profound. The knowledge that a country’s core military assets can be attacked remotely by small, AI-driven machines erodes traditional notions of power and security. It challenges the dominance of heavy armor, fighter jets, and large-scale troop deployments that have defined warfare for decades.

Technology, precision, and psychological tactics have become the new pillars of modern conflicts. Ukraine’s successful deployment of AI-enabled drones underscores how warfare is no longer just about manpower and firepower but about who controls the smarter, faster, and more adaptive technology. This has forced Western powers to rethink strategic support and push for diplomatic pressure, evident in their ongoing efforts to leverage Istanbul as a platform for peace talks between Russia and Ukraine.

The message from these AI-powered drone attacks is clear: strategic power is undergoing a fundamental transformation. Traditional military superiority no longer guarantees battlefield dominance. Instead, innovative, cost-effective, and technologically advanced methods can disrupt even the most powerful adversaries.

This evolving scenario is not isolated to Ukraine and Russia. In response to this new wave of warfare, Pakistan launched its own drone strikes under Operation Sindoor, signaling that AI-powered drones have become a critical factor in regional security dynamics as well.

For countries like India, this shift presents both a challenge and an opportunity. The question is no longer if AI will play a role in future conflicts, but how well a country can integrate AI technology into its defense systems to protect its sovereignty and maintain strategic autonomy.

How can India prepare for these emerging threats without developing its own AI capabilities? The answer lies in accelerating investment in AI research, developing indigenous drone and counter-drone technologies, and building robust cyber-defense mechanisms. Additionally, strengthening international collaborations and intelligence-sharing can help anticipate and mitigate AI-driven threats.

The future of warfare will be shaped by those who harness AI effectively—not just for offense but also for defense. India, and indeed the global community, must adapt swiftly to this new reality, balancing innovation with strategic foresight to safeguard national security in an increasingly digital and unpredictable battlefield.

#russia ukraine war #russia ukraine conflict #war in ukraine #zelensky #vladimir putin #ukraine drone attack #geopolitics #world news #Youtube

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Elon Musk’s so-called Department of Government Efficiency has deployed a proprietary chatbot called GSAi to 1,500 federal workers at the General Services Administration, WIRED has confirmed. The move to automate tasks previously done by humans comes as DOGE continues its purge of the federal workforce.

GSAi is meant to support “general” tasks, similar to commercial tools like ChatGPT or Anthropic’s Claude. It is tailored in a way that makes it safe for government use, a GSA worker tells WIRED. The DOGE team hopes to eventually use it to analyze contract and procurement data, WIRED previously reported.

“What is the larger strategy here? Is it giving everyone AI and then that legitimizes more layoffs?” asks a prominent AI expert who asked not to be named as they do not want to speak publicly on projects related to DOGE or the government. “That wouldn’t surprise me.”

In February, DOGE tested the chatbot in a pilot with 150 users within GSA. It hopes to eventually deploy the product across the entire agency, according to two sources familiar with the matter. The chatbot has been in development for several months, but new DOGE-affiliated agency leadership has greatly accelerated its deployment timeline, sources say.

Federal employees can now interact with GSAi on an interface similar to ChatGPT. The default model is Claude Haiku 3.5, but users can also choose to use Claude Sonnet 3.5 v2 and Meta LLaMa 3.2, depending on the task.

“How can I use the AI-powered chat?” reads an internal memo about the product. “The options are endless, and it will continue to improve as new information is added. You can: draft emails, create talking points, summarize text, write code.”

The memo also includes a warning: “Do not type or paste federal nonpublic information (such as work products, emails, photos, videos, audio, and conversations that are meant to be pre-decisional or internal to GSA) as well as personally identifiable information as inputs.” Another memo instructs people not to enter controlled unclassified information.

The memo instructs employees on how to write an effective prompt. Under a column titled “ineffective prompts,” one line reads: “show newsletter ideas.” The effective version of the prompt reads: “I’m planning a newsletter about sustainable architecture. Suggest 10 engaging topics related to eco-friendly architecture, renewable energy, and reducing carbon footprint.”

“It’s about as good as an intern,” says one employee who has used the product. “Generic and guessable answers.”

The Treasury and the Department of Health and Human Services have both recently considered using a GSA chatbot internally and in their outward-facing contact centers, according to documents viewed by WIRED. It is not known whether that chatbot would be GSAi. Elsewhere in the government, the United States Army is using a generative AI tool called CamoGPT to identify and remove references to diversity, equity, inclusion, and accessibility from training materials, WIRED previously reported.

In February, a project kicked off between GSA and the Department of Education to bring a chatbot product to DOE for support purposes, according to a source familiar with the initiative. The engineering effort was helmed by DOGE operative Ethan Shaotran. In internal messages obtained by WIRED, GSA engineers discussed creating a public “endpoint”—a specific point of access in their servers—that would allow DOE officials to query an early pre-pilot version of GSAI. One employee called the setup “janky” in a conversation with colleagues. The project was eventually scuttled, according to documents viewed by WIRED.

In a Thursday town hall meeting with staff, Thomas Shedd, a former Tesla engineer who now runs the Technology Transformation Services (TTS), announced that the GSA’s tech branch would shrink by 50 percent over the next few weeks after firing around 90 technologists last week. Shedd plans for the remaining staff to work on more public-facing projects like Login.gov and Cloud.gov, which provide a variety of web infrastructure for other agencies. All other non-statutorily required work will likely be cut, Shedd said.

“We will be a results-oriented and high-performance team,” Shedd said, according to meeting notes viewed by WIRED.

He’s been supportive of AI and automation in the government for quite some time: In early February, Shedd told staff that he planned to make AI a core part of the TTS agenda.

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Thailand Board of Investment

1. Institutional Framework and Historical Context

1.1 Legal Foundations

Established under the Investment Promotion Act B.E. 2520 (1977)

Amended by Act No. 4 B.E. 2560 (2017) to accommodate Industry 4.0

Operates under the Office of the Prime Minister with quasi-ministerial authority

1.2 Governance Structure

BOI Board: Chaired by the Prime Minister

Investment Committee: 12-member expert panel

Secretariat: Professional staff of 300+ specialists across 8 divisions

1.3 Historical Evolution

Phase 1 (1960-1990): Import substitution industrialization

Phase 2 (1991-2015): Export-oriented manufacturing

Phase 3 (2016-present): Technology-driven "Thailand 4.0" initiative

2. Investment Promotion Strategy

2.1 Geographic Prioritization

Eastern Economic Corridor (EEC): Enhanced incentives

Southern Border Provinces: Special security concessions

20 Provinces: Tiered incentive structures

3. Incentive Architecture

3.1 Tax Privileges

Corporate Income Tax (CIT) Holidays:

5-8 years exemption

50% reduction for 5 subsequent years

Import Duty Exemptions:

Machinery: 100% relief

Raw materials: Partial relief based on local content

3.2 Non-Tax Incentives

Land Ownership Rights: Foreign freehold permitted

Work Permit Facilitation: Fast-track processing (7 days)

Foreign Expert Visa: Multiple-entry 4-year SMART Visa

3.3 Special Incentive Packages

EEC+ Package:

15-year CIT exemption

Personal income tax cap at 17%

Digital Park Thailand:

10-year tax holiday

Data center infrastructure subsidies

4. Application and Approval Process

4.1 Pre-Application Phase

Eligibility Assessment (30-day diagnostic)

Project Feasibility Study requirements:

Minimum 3-year financial projections

Technology transfer plan

Environmental impact assessment (for Category 3 projects)

4.2 Formal Submission

Documentation Requirements:

Corporate structure diagrams

Shareholder background checks

Detailed investment timeline

Filing Channels:

Online BOI e-Service portal

In-person at BOI One Start One Stop center

5. Compliance and Operational Requirements

5.1 Investment Implementation

Capital Deployment Schedule:

25% within 12 months

100% within 36 months (extensions possible)

Employment Ratios:

Minimum 1 Thai employee per THB 1M investment

Technology transfer obligations

5.2 Reporting Obligations

Annual Progress Reports: Detailed project updates

Tax Privilege Utilization Statements: Certified by auditor

Foreign Expert Tracking: Monthly work permit updates

6. Sector-Specific Considerations

6.1 Manufacturing Sector

Local Content Requirements: 40-60% depending on sector

Environmental Standards: Tiered compliance levels

6.2 Digital Economy

Data Localization Rules: Conditional exemptions

IP Protection: Enhanced safeguards for BOI projects

6.3 Renewable Energy

Feed-in Tariff Eligibility: BOI+EGAT coordination

Carbon Credit Monetization: Special provisions

7. Dispute Resolution and Appeals

7.1 Privilege Revocation Process

Grounds for Cancellation:

Failure to meet investment timelines

Violation of environmental regulations

Fraudulent application information

Appeal Mechanism: 60-day window to petition

7.2 Arbitration Framework

THAC-administered proceedings

Expedited process for BOI disputes

8. Emerging Trends and Future Directions

9.1 Policy Developments

Draft Amendment Act (2025): Proposed R&D requirements

Green Industry Incentives: Carbon neutrality targets

9.2 Technological Integration

Blockchain Verification: For document authentication

AI-assisted Application Processing: Pilot program

9.3 Global Value Chain Positioning

ASEAN+3 Supply Chain Initiatives

EU-Thailand FTA Preparations

9. Strategic Implementation Guide

10.1 For Multinational Corporations

Regional HQ Strategy: Leverage RHQ privileges

Tiered Investment Approach: Phased capital deployment

10.2 For SMEs

Cluster Development: Co-location benefits

Technology Partner Matching: BOI-facilitated pairings

10.3 Risk Management

Compliance Calendar: Critical date tracking

Contingency Planning: Alternative incentive structures

Key Resources:

BOI Official Website: www.boi.go.th

Investment Privileges Database: privilege.boi.go.th

EEC Special Regulations: eeco.or.th

#thailand #thai #boi #boardofinvestment #thailandboardofinvestment #coporate #corporateinthailand #thaicorporate

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ai-factory · 6 months ago

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AI Factory: Pioneering Innovation with Advanced AI Solutions

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Autonomous Vehicles Market Revolution: Will Humans Still Have the Wheel?

Executive Summary

The global autonomous vehicles market is undergoing a transformative phase driven by rapid advancements in AI, sensor technologies, regulatory evolution, and consumer demand for safety and convenience. As global economies shift toward sustainable mobility solutions, autonomous vehicles (AVs) represent the next frontier in the transportation ecosystem. We present a comprehensive, data-enriched, and analytically grounded overview of the autonomous vehicles market, covering segmentation, competitive dynamics, regional analysis, and the emerging innovation landscape between 2022 and 2032.

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Autonomous Vehicles Market Overview and Growth Dynamics

The global autonomous vehicles market is expected to surpass USD XXX billion by 2032, expanding at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of XX% from 2022 to 2032. The growth is spurred by government incentives, the push for zero-emission transport, and the integration of smart infrastructure to support vehicle autonomy.

Key Drivers:

Rising consumer awareness of vehicular safety systems

Integration of 5G and V2X (Vehicle-to-Everything) communication

Government funding for smart cities and mobility-as-a-service (MaaS) initiatives

Technological breakthroughs in neural networks and edge computing

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Product Segmentation: Fully Automatic vs. Semi-Automatic

Fully Automatic Vehicles

Fully autonomous vehicles market (Level 5 automation) operate without human intervention. These vehicles are primarily in the testing or limited commercial deployment phase but are expected to gain significant market share by 2027 due to:

Advancements in LiDAR and AI-based perception systems

Investment by tech giants in robotaxi platforms

Pilot programs in urban settings across the US, China, and the EU

Semi-Automatic Vehicles

Semi-autonomous vehicles (Levels 2–4) dominate the current market, with features such as adaptive cruise control, lane-keeping assist, and automated parking. These systems lay the groundwork for full autonomy and are increasingly integrated into luxury and mid-range vehicles.

Applications: Commercial vs. Consumer Use Cases

Passenger Cars

Autonomous capabilities in passenger vehicles cater to convenience and safety. Key adoption drivers include:

Autonomous highway driving solutions

Enhanced driver-assist features (ADAS)

Integration with infotainment and predictive maintenance platforms

Autonomous Trucks and Freight Solutions

Trucking is a primary focus of automation due to driver shortages and the need for cost optimization in logistics. Features driving growth include:

Platooning technology

Autonomous delivery fleets for last-mile logistics

AI-driven fleet management platforms

Regional Autonomous Vehicles Market Insights:

North America

Leadership in R&D: U.S.-based companies like Tesla, Waymo, and Ford lead innovation.

Regulatory Sandboxes: States like California, Arizona, and Texas enable real-world testing.

Infrastructure Readiness: High integration of connected road infrastructure.

Europe

Focus on Sustainability: EU’s regulatory framework supports AV integration as part of the Green Deal.

Cross-Border Testing Programs: Countries like Germany, France, and the Netherlands are working together to develop AV corridors.

Asia-Pacific

Government Push: China and South Korea heavily invest in AV research and infrastructure.

Urban Congestion Solutions: AVs seen as a remedy for megacity traffic issues.

Dominant OEM Presence: Japanese and Chinese automakers ramp up AV production.

South America & Middle East and Africa

Nascent Stage: Still in early adoption phases with limited commercial rollouts.

Investment in Smart Cities: Projects in UAE, Brazil, and Saudi Arabia show long-term promise.

Competitive Landscape and Autonomous Vehicles Market Leaders

Alphabet Inc. (Waymo)

A pioneer in fully autonomous driving, Waymo operates a commercial robotaxi service in the U.S. and maintains one of the largest AV test fleets globally.

Tesla Inc.

Leveraging real-world driving data through its Full Self-Driving (FSD) software, Tesla maintains a significant edge in semi-autonomous vehicle penetration.

Ford Motor Company

Through its Argo AI partnership, Ford is building AV solutions focused on fleet delivery and ride-hailing services.

Intel (Mobileye)

Mobileye provides ADAS and computer vision systems, offering a scalable path from semi- to fully autonomous driving.

Delphi Technologies (Aptiv)

Focused on modular AV platforms and partnerships with ride-hailing companies, Delphi leads in urban deployment strategies.

Daimler AG

Through its partnership with Bosch and investment in Freightliner, Daimler emphasizes autonomous trucks and high-end AV passenger cars.

Regulatory Framework and Policy Landscape

U.S. DOT AV 4.0 Guidelines: Promotes innovation while addressing public safety.

UNECE Regulations: Sets international standards for Level 3 automation and beyond.

China’s AV Pilot Zones: Streamlined testing protocols to fast-track commercial deployment.

Technology Outlook: Core Enablers

Sensor Fusion and LiDAR

High-resolution environmental modeling is crucial. Industry trends point to solid-state LiDAR, which offers cost-effective scalability.

AI and Machine Learning

Deep neural networks drive situational awareness, path planning, and decision-making in dynamic environments.

Connectivity and V2X

Real-time data exchange between vehicles and infrastructure boosts safety and traffic flow optimization.

Cybersecurity in AVs

As attack vectors increase with connectivity, firms invest in robust encryption, anomaly detection, and OTA security protocols.

Key Trends Shaping the Autonomous Vehicles Market

Ride-Sharing Automation: Partnerships between OEMs and ride-hailing firms reshape urban mobility.

AV-as-a-Service (AVaaS): Subscription-based autonomy packages offered by automakers.

Autonomous Public Transport: Pilot projects for AV shuttles and minibuses in urban centers.

Edge AI Processing: Enables faster reaction times and reduced reliance on cloud connectivity.

Global Talent Race: Intense competition for AI engineers and AV software developers.

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Conclusion

The autonomous vehicles market is accelerating toward maturity, marked by disruptive innovation, robust investment, and evolving consumer paradigms. Stakeholders that prioritize data-driven R&D, foster regulatory alignment, and scale infrastructure readiness will shape the trajectory of this multi-billion-dollar industry. As regional ecosystems harmonize and full autonomy transitions from labs to highways, autonomous vehicles are no longer futuristic—they are imminent.

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