one day i’ll be as cool and
rad as amaimon.
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— mayu ↺
↱ ✂ ↲ Eyes closed, nervous anticipation flooding in.
Strange it is to be placed in such a position
where she was actually wanted.
(it must be a mistake.)
MAYU ;
An android meant to sing, meant to imitate the functions of a human and then more. Meant to go beyond what a mere human would feel. Emotions strengthened, balance of nature tipped by those who like to play God. Funny how frantic the heroes were to hide their ugly mistake. But perhaps… Perhaps they didn’t hide her well enough?
Or maybe…
Artificial heartbeats accelerate to convey the artificial excitement of an artificial entity.
..Maybe she’s actually wanted?
A selfish desire it is to be loved.
But humans are selfish creatures.
❝Welcome, MASTER_❞
A voice she has not heard in a long time;
a pre-programmed script.
❝Thank you for purchasing product 34404, MAYU.
The instruction manual should consist of all the
necessary details regarding maintenance and
usage. Please do not use if you are unable to care
for this product. Improper usage may result in
dangerous conditions. Any strange behavior should
be reported to the store’s manager immediately_❞
Anticipation racing throughout her system,
she’s so afraid, but so happy as well.
❝Would you like to activate MAYU?
This action cannot be undone.
The owner will bear full liability for
following activation_
❝… Do you wish to continue_?❞
[ a c c e p t / d e c l i n e ]
⇢ breath suspended.
To be honest it was kinda a shock to be called that word. ❝Master,❞ huh? ...Fancy. Maybe too much for his tastes, but his excitement can't be dulled so easily. He's hyped for sure. Too good of a deal it was to buy this lovely android for such a convenient price too! Especially since the other models were priced impossibly high; for him to be able to pronounce the price number without having to think about it. That was a relief in itself.
The purchase had gone smoothly as well; no questions asides from a quick inquiry regarding his age. He kinda screwed up on the answer — after spending so long shut in, even the simple things like remembering how old he was became a struggle. It's kinda pathetic, but things like the human world don't matter anymore. He has his very own VOCALOID now so the need for friends is obviated without further ado. It's funny how quickly things can change like that.
Aha... Now listening to the recording, trying to remember each word.
He's grossly excited.
She might be an android, but he knows she's more. She's perfection. The lifelong friend you can't find in humans. Humans are hurtful, but robots... If you fall in love with a robot, it won't betray you. It won't reject you in front of everyone like a certain someone. It won't ditch you; she won't ditch him.
At last he can say he has a true friend. He hopes.
Preparation consisted of choosing a nice shirt and jeans, and brushing up on a quick welcome speech. Some snacks too, in case she was hungry. She would be, right? Maybe hungry enough not to mind the burnt edges of the cookies he attempted to bake? A...ah... The high-tech modules had picky tastebuds, right? Maybe he should try to bake a new batch first before activation? Or maybe she would like the see the burnt edges as a home-made touch? Aaaa —- so much thoughts that went into one decision!!
But one look at her sleeping face and he can see it all.
An unstoppable friendship for sure.
Deep breath. It's almost time; fingers shake as he reaches out towards the button. He's ready. He's ready for a friend. He's ready to open up after spending so long hiding away from classmates that lied through their teeth whenever they addressed him as a 'friend.' A robot won't laugh at you if you get rejected.
[ a c c e p t / d e c l i n e ]
/ / : p r o j e c t M A Y U _ l a u n c h i n g ! !
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❝…ew.❞
☓. LAYER ONE : THE OUTSIDE
Name: Allen Ohem
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Style/Color: Light brown hair, ending a bit above the chin, handful of cowlicks, a long bang snaking between the eyes above the nose.
Height: (i dunno how heights work but a lil' shorter than average)
Clothing style: Hoodies 'nd sweaters, things to hide in and be comfortable in.
Best physical feature: designer bags under the eyes
☓. LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
Your fears: Public speaking, humiliation, rejection
Your guilty pleasure: Certain insults
Your pet peeve: Overdramatic people
Your ambitions for the future: Make friends, succeed at something, write songs.
☓. LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
Your first thoughts waking up: Roll over, sleep again.
What you think about most: People and their perception of others.
What you think about before bed: Accomplishing nothing during the day.
You think your best quality is: ...realistic.
☓. LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
Single or group dates: Single.
To be loved or respected: Loved.
Beauty or brains: ..Both.
Dogs or cats: Cats.
☓. LAYER FIVE: DO YOU?
Lie: Yeah.
Believe in yourself: Nah.
Believe in love: Not really.
Want someone: Hell no. ..Yeah.
☓. LAYER SIX: EVER?
Been on stage: Only once.
Done drugs: No
Changed who you were to fit in: ..Yes
☓. LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES
Favorite color: Gray
Favorite animal: Cats
Favorite movie: n/a
Favorite game: Online Mafia
☓. LAYER EIGHT: AGE
Day your next birthday will be: July 1st.
How old will you be: 15
Does age matter: Kinda?
☓. LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL
Best personality: Kind, practical, caring.
Best eye color: Somethin' cool.
Best hair color: Uhh... Brown idk
Best thing to do with a partner: Dates
☓. LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE
I love: my computer.
I feel: so done.
I hide: myself.
I [kinda] miss: old friends.
I wish: I was good at socializing stuff.
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Woah, I was kidding! If you continue to treat me like that, who knows what will happen to your remains..
⇢ ❝...whatever you say, just don't get me involved..!❞
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Hey, 'psycho' is a bad word. I'm a lady, don't be too harsh!!
⇢ ❝yeah, yeah. I don't think ladies threaten to kill people, try that maybe?❞
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