#also yes that is code from the game. idk shit about programming i just think code shit is cool so i poked though a modding tutorial til i

[yellllowstar]

slowly I'm recovering the beauty of discovery

(creature by half•alive)

(textless + timelapse below cut)

[madness-combat-confessions]

Okay idk if this is the most Obvious shit and im just slow or if theres been an ask about this or something but we need to talk about cloning and the AAHW more imo!!

If the thing about sanf and dei being previous members (and i think doc being confirmed?) then that begs many questions. Jeb and tricky were also members and we know their lore as past scientists for nexus and then jeb was "hired" by auditor and tricky too probably but we dont have a direct confirmation afaik but everyone else is just? Vauge?

Like either A) AAHW has people working for it that are not clones like the mass agents and soldats and engineers and they are never mentioned (which would be stupid imo considering how far we are into the story) or B) they are all clones that dissented which for deimos is yk not far fetched considering his poster outright stating it

BUT THEN THAT BEGS THE ISSUE ON HAND. Everyone that ive seen online considers the agents as personality-less fucking creatures and i think even canon says smt like that about them but like.. if a clone can dissent then they probably Arent as bland as they seem. And even that isnt far fetched, i mean they hold birthdays apparently and play games to pass time. How deep does it go? How much will do they have? They seem to be conditioned to never run when Hank aka (almost) certain death is around which is one thing but are they scared of death? Do they have favorite foods and colors? How human (or in this case grunt) are they? Is it just Some of them that have self awareness/personality? Are they coded to have a personality? If yes is it random or set? Would the AAHW bother to code a random persona generator?? Do they perhaps lose more of their indaviduality/humanity as they progress up on the food chain to be soldats or engineers??

Idk i keep seeing agents n shit in fics and stuff be shown as these sometimes mechanical creatures with 0 varying personality and 0 humanity and it makes me heavily wonder about them. Maybe theyre just a bit dumber than average due to being mass cloned? Shrug. I dont know i think theyre more interesting when considered to be actual people than just. Puppets. They are metaphorical and sorta physical puppets yeah but like they held a birthday man. Fuck. They had a birthday.

Agents keep me up at night.

-anon MMS if i can claim that cuz its funny /opt!!

Glad to know that I'm not the only one who also thinks about the AAHW!

I personally think/headcanon that basically everyone in the AAHW is a clone because anyone that could had been an actual real person is dead (lol). And idk how to explain it but from what I've read they lack S-3LFS, but they still are kinda like people? Like they might just appear like mindless clones who only wanna kill Hank, and they are that don't get me wrong, but I think they also still act like people to some extent (or at least some of them)

I mean one of the agents in MC 9.2 had been writing "We are abandoned " on a wall so to me that says they're capable of understanding their situation and feeling sad (?) about it?

Now I'm not sure on the engineers and the soldats, I mean a soldat literally blew a rocket where their team was because they thought their boss had told them to. Which makes me think two things

1: The AAHW is a bit too blindly devoted to the Auditor. Which is probably because they are clones that were made/'programmed' to be that way.

2: I think that the soldats and the engineers have less "free will" than the agents because of the ATP

There's also something else I wanna talk about

This:

Like hello? What the fuck did this guy do?

From my understanding what is considered a dissenter in this series is someone who goes against the Auditor and the agency. So what did this guy even do? Did he try to betray them like Deimos and Doc did?

Or was it perhaps something minor like not doing their job? Like actually make a decision for their own and don't do what the Auditor says for once, like how an actual person would do?

I wanna say that's a stupid reason to kill one if their agents, but it's a possibility: the Auditor is shown to not really take it kindly when people don't do their job, she literally sliced a grunt in half for it. Even though all the grunt did was play cards with some other agents.

I wouldn't be surprised if this was the case this guy was damned a "dissenter" and killed by the Auditor (or maybe the other members) for that reason.

So taken to account that they are soulless clones but can still 1: celebrate birthdays 2: play games to pass time 3: dislike their shitty ass situation I'd say that they have some personality, it's just that the Auditor is too strict to allow them to show/act like it. Because she doesn't want people with free will in the agency he wants mindless clones who'd do whatever she says.

Does this make sense I swear it does in my head I'm just bad at putting it to words.

[pubby-pupperoni]

You're the fnaf mutual so I'm going to overthink in your inbox for two seconds. The company in game and books is aware of the terrible past, and is using old code to speed up programming things (the mimic joke here) but what if they are using more of the old technology from the old fnaf pizza places? Wouldn't giving their main attractions actual souls make them more life like and relatable to the public? You can literally talk with Freddy Fazbear, he has a personality and everything, isn't that amazing kids give us your parents money. They certainly used certain parts of the funtime designs for the glamrocks, that ice-cream cake and pinata chest cavity wasn't originally designed for that purpose. The scooper apparently still exists, if it's the original one how much soul juice does it still have/had in it?

I like the idea of greedy corrupt company going into an area and not realizing the consequences because they are too busy looking at the money. Not knowing all of the fine details about everything, not realizing how dire the consequences could get, with money-making in the way to blind them further. I don't know if they're getting this detailed with the story though, I'm just throwing stuff at a wall

I'm very tired so if possible I'll try to add on in the morning but this is pretty tricky to answer bc we got a lot from HW2 but not the main answers we were looking for.

I'm pretty confident rn that none of the animatronics are haunted, just super advanced AI (as was suppose to be the case in Sl before Pizzeria Sim happened(?)) otherwise the mimic virus wouldn't have corrupted them, Freddy not being affected may just have been bad writing or safe mode just wiped it out of him somehow idk. Also they make it quite clear almost all the souls have moved on besides a few.

The only thing we don't know about is all the Nightmarionne imagery, possibly/most likely a ghost that just refused to move on bc they knew what the company was doing and wants them to suffer. Dying on your birthday at Freddy's is one thing, but fianlly killing your murderer only for the company to profit off your death is another. And than to top it off a random endoskeleton LEARNS about William and decided to become him? What a fucking nightma(ionne)!

"Listen guys you all rest I'll go take care of the shit fest that's happening over there, alright? I'll call you if we need to trap someone in the nightmare dimension again"

From how I look at it SL was the branching off point for the advanced AI. Baby was a very advanced AI and the literal ringleader of the operation, she would use Ballora and FT Foxy as lures/distractions while she killed the kids and got FT Freddy to help hide the mess. She was also keen on manipulation "faking" being Elizabeth to earn the nightguard's trust and sympathy so she can scoop out his insides and live inside of him till the body rotten so much they had to stop their collaborative roleplay server for being outdated and jump ship. With this ultimately leading to Baby being kicked out for abusing admin.

Also about the Glamrocks using the Funtime's design, I think this was done so the company could cover the fact their animatroncis were literally designed to kill kids. Like oh no no the Freddy hatch was just for cake! See??? Just a simple reuse of the design to deflect instead of actually being the same design itself. Baby's was easier to defend bc she also literally did use it to produce ice cream, I'm guessing the claw was turned into a hand in HW2 because Scott looked at that and went "okay thats a bit too obvious lemme tweak it a bit" or someone at SW suggested the changed and Scott said yes bc it makes more sense. Chica's voicebox may have also been a reuse of FT Foxy's and Ballora's lures but thats more of a stretch.

Pizzeria Sim is,,,something. Baby's characterization basically goes out the window and she fully claims to be Elizabeth. Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth (which is the canon answer but idc). While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wasn't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

In HW2 I just want to note, as other have, how Baby feels different. Shes her old self back from good old SL. Now you might say well yes of course she is, she doesnt get like that till Pizzeria Sim. But it should also be noted on how emphasize was placed on her and her alone, not the other Funtimes, and not certainly not Scrapbaby. They wanted to emphasize SL's Baby, the "advanced AI". What I'm hoping this is that its a roll back on the character, not necessarily a retcon but trying to fix her character a bit with how it was fucked in Pizzeria Sim.

Now a lot of people just accepted Baby really is Elizbaeth. While in SL that was ambiguous (bc she was a manipulative genius!) All that gets pushed aside in Pizzeria Sim. What I like to think is that after being kicked out of Ennard and being apart of it for so long she just kinda lost herself, who was she? She wans't Baby anymore she lost herself, her look, the hold she had on those around, she was like a lost child in that moment...maybe she was a lost child? Maybe she really was Elizabeth this whole time? And in that moment of weakness she fully convinced herself that she WAS Elizabeth, she was William's daughter, his creation.

An AI that convinces itself they are someone they aren't (sound familiar?)

So basically SL was the introduction of the advanced AI era, Pizzeria Sim got rid of most of the spirits (and helped trapped William in hell in UCN) and made the companies ads literally help fuck you over on nights which is pretty on the nose looking back, and SB was our formal introduction to the new era of Fazbear Ent and its consequences with HW2 tying them all into one game/one era (HW going up to SL and HW2 having SL and after in it)

Or maybe I just pulled most of that out of my ass bc when it boils down Baby ACTUALLY being Elizabeth and being such a "daddy's girl" instead of the manipulative genius she was in SL literally ruined her character in general idk (like yeah shes a traumatized child but the way it just happens still kinda sucks) . And also again I'm tired as hell!

I need to stop going on tangents lol

Edit: I was thinking of mentioning the fact that the megaplex is built over the pizzeria sim than I remembered Gregory just made that shit up lol (In RUIN I honestly can't tell what that area is under the megaplex, I think it's mentioned in the books?) Also sorry if this is kinda jumbled I just wanted to quickly fix a few things before posting bc I keep forgetting about this post and making it sit in my drafts sorrryyyy

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

You've Met With A Terrible Fate, Haven't You? || BEN DROWNED

Pairing : Yandere! Ben Drowned X Reader

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Yandere

Summary : Appears as a normal dude, but plot twist he's really not.

Wordcount: 4k lol

WARNINGS : This is fic is labeled as Yandere, for those who don't know what it means: "Somebody who is sweet and kind at first glance. But when it comes to their love (crush)they will act obsessive and violent." - Urban dictionary, poorly (but still disgustingly) described dead people, I know Ben originally doesn't kill but in the story he does, idk? Shit written¿ 

Also disclaimer this is my first time I've tried doing a yandere and it's obviously not my strongest point. Hope you enjoy either way.

You glance at the abandoned game console which your friend had dumped at your place earlier this day.

According to him, something was very, very, wrong with it. The Nintendo 64 was old, of course, but your friend mentioned not being able to pass the boss battle. He mentioned something along the lines of 'it keeps glitching and Link keeps dying'. In other words ' I know you're a hacker and I suck at this game, please hack it for me so I can feel less like a loser'.

You keep writing the email you're supposed to sent to your boss for another thirty minutes, before letting your curiosity lead you. 

Before you know it, you've plugged in the old console with more cables than originally planned because of how old it is, and with how modern your tv is. The first odd thing that strikes you is that there's only one account on it, and it's not labeled with your friend's name. 

Instead of 'Noah', it's labeled with 'BEN DROWNED' in bold passive aggressive letters.

Simply pushing it to the back of your mind, you start playing.

The second odd thing about the game is that the game has a specific date and it mentions how far BEN, or well, Noah is in the game. Yet when you click it, you have to start all over.

You shrug that off too, simply noting it as the game being old.

Before you know it, several hours pass, and you're finally at the boss battle Noah mentioned. Deciding to see if you can beat it first, you do not plug your laptop in at the Nintendo 64, and opt to play instead.

However just like Noah mentioned, you die as soon as you're close to winning and the game starts glitching.

It takes you barely ten minutes before you're fed up with it, and soon enough you plug your laptop in. You start up some programs and open up a few sites, quickly starting to work. Your fingers glide over the keys of your laptop as you type in the codes in order to hack the game, however after a few minutes, the game starts glitching heavily, and suddenly there's a sentence in bold red letters on the screen of your tv.

' YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT'

It says before the glitching becomes way too much, and some weird kind of red circle appears. Your eyes widen before unplugging the tv and game console, forgetting that your laptop is connected to it.

You miss the small glitches on the laptop screen.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - -

He gritts his teeth as the access to his portal is suddenly denied, the power cut early enough to avoid him.

His red eyes wander in the green coded space, looking for an exit, something that'll make sure he can get his hands on whoever this is. Lucky for him, there's a small white space what'll lead to the outside of it.

Once he's trough, he realizes he's still close to his victim. In fact, he's even closer now.

He smirks as he realizes.

Killing her is fair game now.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - »

You tap your chin as you look as the items on the shelf.

" Should I get the red one or green one?" You mumble to yourself.

" I'd recommend the green one. Green is always better." A voice from behind you startles you.

You whip your head around to look at the stranger who's talking to you.

Behind you is a male you don't recognise from anywhere. And as you start to study him, you realize he's quite handsome. He's got blonde hair, blue eyes and a rosy skin colour. He's wearing black ripped jeans, a dark green shirt, along with a black zip up hoodie, which is left open, he's got a few black ear piercings in his right ear, and has a gold chain around his neck, which disappears beneath his shirt, weighed down by a charm hidden away from your eyes. To top it all of, he's got a matching dark green beanie on top of his messily styled bangs.

" What? Did I say something wrong?" The blonde boy suddenly sweats.

You smile and shake your head.

" No, you didn't. I just tough I was alone here." You smile at him.

ØⱧ ₴₩ɆɆ₮ⱧɆ₳Ɽ₮, ɎØɄ Ⱨ₳VɆ₦'₮ ฿ɆɆ₦ ₳ⱠØ₦Ɇ ₣ØⱤ ₳ VɆⱤɎ ⱠØ₦₲ ₮ł₥Ɇ ₦Ø₩.

" I take that you talk to yourself then?" The male spits at you.

You're not sure if that's meant offensive or not.

" Um, yeah? I tend to do that sometimes yeah." You say, looking down at your hands who're still holding the red silk scarf and green silk scarf.

Đø₦'₮ ฿ɇ ₳₣ɽ₳łđ, ł ₩ø₦'₮ ⱨʉɽ₮ ɏøʉ. Øɽ ₩łⱡⱡ ł?

The unknown male's eyes soften subconsciously, looking at you with an emotion you're not familiar with.

" My name is Ben. What's yours?" 

Ben? Haven't you heard that somewhere before?

You smile at him, oblivious to the fact that you're talking to a killer.

" I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you Ben."

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS ? ¿ »

His mind flooded with ideas.

There's so many options on what he can do to her.

Should he mess with her laptop?

Should he just kill her now?

Or should he become closer?

Maybe he should.

He looks at her trough the screen of the laptop, which is almost always open, today not being any different.

He watches her as while she watches something behind the laptop, from the sounds he can hear trough the mic, she's most likely watching tv.

Perhaps he should become closer to her.

Pull her closer only to have her blood staining his hands.

Oh yes, her blood shall soon become his.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦łvɇ₴

She doesn't realize it when her laptop suddenly starts itself up, nor does she know that there's a figure crawling out of it.

He stared at her with deciphering eyes, silently wondering how she isn't dead yet.

If this was anyone else, he'd had them killed already. Their blood would already be staining his face and she would already be screaming in pain and dispair.

Yet here she was, laying peacefully on her bed. Asleep, obviously not dead. 

He wonders exactly what he should do next. She doesn't know that he's standing right next to her. It almost makes him laugh.

She doesn't even know that he exists.

She doesn't know that he's here.

He glares at her before moving back into the world of codes and technology.

For now, she lives.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦łvɇ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ

" And then it suddenly started glitching and stuff. Weird isn't it?" You finish off your story as you look at your new friend, Ben.

After meeting in the grocery store, he had suddenly texted you. 

Not knowing how he got your number, you got concerned, and asked him. According to him, you had given it to him yourself. At first you didn't believe him, until he told you to check the time of his first message, which somehow was indeed around the same time you were in the grocery store. After that you just shrugged it off as that you forgot it yourself. After all, you knew yourself to be a person with the memory of a goldfish.

Today the two of you met up again, for the fourth time this week.

" Odd indeed. What did you do after that?" Ben asked, acting as if he's interested, even tough he's really not.

" I unplugged it. I think I'm gonna lay off hacking for a while." You shrugged, taking a sip of your drink.

Before he could even think of a response, there was an unknown woman at your table, also holding a cup of coffee.

" Y/N? Long time no see." The new woman greeted you with a smile, sitting down beside you on the booth.

Ben scowled at the newcomer.

Ⱨø₩ đ₳ɽɇ ₴ⱨɇ ₴ł₮ ฿ɇ₴łđɇ ₩ⱨ₳₮'₴ ₥ł₦ɇ ₩ł₮ⱨøʉ₮ ₥ɏ ₱ɇɽ₥ł₴₴łø₦

" Hey, Sara. It's indeed been too long. How are you?" You started chatting with Sara.

Meanwhile Ben's anger only grew.

" My names Ben." Ben suddenly dryly joined your conversation as he slammed his drink down onto the table aggressively, looking straight into Sara's eyes.

" Sorry. Didn't see you there. I'm Sara nice to mee-"

" Yeah, yeah, whatever. Leave. We didn't invite you to come sit with us." Ben spat at her, looking at her with an intense look in his eyes.

Both you and your friend turned to look at him in confusion.

" Is something wrong with me being here? Did I offend you?" Sara asked, genuinely concerned.

Ben was fuming now, on the inside. Who does this girl think she is? First she comes to sit at their table uninvited, then she's capturing the attention of his new favorite plaything, and now she's questioning him? She has to go.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦ŁVɆ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ SᖻSᖶᘿᘻ

He heard her conversation with a male he certainly doesn't know trough her phone, using the microphone without her knowing.

According to what he knows, they're on a date. And according to her contacts, his name is Jaime. He can't find where they met, nor did he know why they met up.

But now that she's checked her reflexion one too many times, and made a pic of her full outfit to send to him, probably to mock him for not having her, ɏɇ₮, he realizes that she's on a date.

After some research by surfing quite literally trough the internet. It turned out this 'Jaime' person was Mexican, and had a soft persona. On his facebook page were pictures where he's working with animals or doing volunteers' work or overall just something where he's helping others. He found the black haired male pathetic, weak even.

In all honesty, even he himself didn't really find him a threat. Not when he looked like that and was overall just kind and bambi looking.

However, all his expectations are thrown out of the window when he hears them say their goodbyes.

" You know, I had a lot of fun tonight. You're really a nice person. In fact, I'd like to go on another date with you again." This voice was definitely that of a male's, probably Jaime.

" I agree. I had a lot of fun too." She said.

₣Ʉ₦? ⱧØ₩ ₵₳₦ Ł₮ ฿Ɇ ₳₦Ɏ ₣Ʉ₦ ₩Ł₮ⱧØɄ₮ ₥Ɇ?

" Good. Do you have a ride or would you like me to drive you home?-" He blocks out the rest of their conversation.

It appears that the good guy needs to go too.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦ŁVɆ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ SᖻSᖶᘿᘻ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ ᑢᓍᘻᕵᒪᘿᖶᘿ - ᓍᕵᘿᘉ ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ∆

" We should spend more time together." Ben says randomly as the two of you snuggle on the couch.

You giggle, your ears tinting red.

" We're already together all the time tough." You tell him softly.

" I know, but still. By the way, did your stupid date reply yet?" He asked, eyes focused on the tv in front of the two of you.

" No, and don't call him stupid." You pout, softly scolding him.

₲ØØĐ

He grins at you with mysterious eyes.

You shrug it off, knowing it's part of him. The two of you have been hanging out for a while now. Almost three months to be precise. And you two have gotten very close. What used to be keeping distance and keeping the line between acquaintances and friends, had turned into friends or something more. You two almost hung out every day, you were basically attached to each other's hip now.

After a few peacefull moments, you excused yourself to the bathroom.

Right as you left, your phone rang.

He turned to look at the disturbing sound  his eyes widening at the name which is appearing on the screen.

 SARA

He stumbled over the couch to pick it up, an unpleasant feeling of suprise rising whitin him.

" Y/N?! You have to listen to me! Ben is not who you think he is! He's this-"

" I'm this what?" Ben smirked.

Damn you were taking a long time in the bathroom, not that he minded.

The other end of the line was dead silent.

" Don't worry. You don't need to say anything. I'll come home soon. And trust me, once I am, you will never be able to speak a word again." He spoke, an eerie calm in his voice.

" Goodbye, Sara." He said before hanging up.

" Sara called?" Your voice suddenly startled him.

" What? Oh, yeah. But she was in a hurry so she said she'd call you later." He smiled innocently.

You nodded and the two of you resumed watching the movie.

" Isn't there a way, that we could spend more time together?" He suddenly wondered out loud.

You sighed and turned to face him.

" I'm sorry Ben, but I have a job and I like spending time with other people too. So I'm afraid not." You told him softly.

An idea coded itself into his mind.

JɄ₴₮ ₮ⱤɄ₴₮ ₥Ɇ, ɎØɄ'ⱠⱠ ฿Ɇ ₥Ł₦Ɇ ₴ØØ₦

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦ŁVɆ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ SᖻSᖶᘿᘻ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ ᑢᓍᘻᕵᒪᘿᖶᘿ - ᓍᕵᘿᘉ ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ∆ - - - ᕲᓍᘺᘉᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ

You sighed in dispair in the night air as you walked home. Once again, you were rejected in a job interview.

A few days ago you were fired from the job you actually liked. You couldn't understand why either. You didn't do anything wrong, you were quite hardworking and always finished the documents in time.

Your supervisor looked afraid, terrified even when he told you to immediately pack your bags and leave, and ever since you just can't seem to get in anywhere. Not even the gas station wanted you in charge.

" Well hello there. What do we have here." A creepy voice suddenly sounded from behind you.

You turned around only to be greeted by a man with a creepy smile and even creepier, eye lid-less eyes. He was holding a knife, making his intentions obvious.

You didn't need to think twice about his intentions and whipped your phone out of your pocket with the intentions to call the cops and running.

The killer sadly isn't stupid, and has you on the ground under him whitin seconds.

Your phone's screen crack and slides to the other side, the dialed number not pressed on call yet.

" Don't cry sweetheart. It doesn't suit your pretty face. Don't fret, I'll make sure, you'll smile forever. " The killer tells you happily.

Both of you don't realize that your phone screen suddenly lights up in a green colour. Nor does either of you realize the figure crawling out of it.

The both of you don't realize, until the killer is off you and tackled down on the ground beside you.

" I've told you before. She's fucking mine. Go bother someone else." Ben's voice sounds suddenly.

You turn your head to look at him.

This time he does not wear jeans and a sweater. No  this time, he looks like he came straight out of a... Video game? He looks like Link, the main personage of the game which your friend Noah had dropped off at your place around six months ago. 

Ben never told you he was into cosplaying.

Your ears suddenly tinted pink as you realized, he called you his. Suddenly you felt a little giddy, the guy you like so much might actually like you back.

The killer underneath Ben growls out something you can't hear before throwing the shorter off him and leaving.

" Are you okay?" You ask him.

He turns to you with red eyes.

Red. Fucking. Eyes.

And that's not the only thing about his eyes that changed.

Instead of the usual white eyes have, his are now black.

And even there it doesn't end.

There's blood running down his eyes onto his cheeks, as if he's crying blood.

You take a step back.

What the fuck is this?

" Don't be afraid! I know I look a little... Weird, but it's all just part of my..... Cosplay." He explains.

You ponder over it.

He's never gave you a reason to not trust you right? Or did he? 

You ignore the instinct to run away from him, instead choosing to calm down and follow your heart, which is telling you to trust him.

" Come with me. You can stay at my place tonight." Ben tells you, holding his hand out to you.

You take it.

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It took longer than expected to reach his house. The whole road to his house is creepy. Ben appartly lives in this supermodern house in the woods.

Which is off already, the woods are known troughout the whole town as mystery. According to urban legends, there's creatures loving in there who shouldn't exist. Because of that, there's barely any people there. According to Ben, everything is all clear and safe, and you trust him with your heart.

You don't question him after his answer and instead follow him into the,indeed very,modern little house which is situated hidden behind the trees.

You get directly hit in the face with a copper scent as soon as you step foot into his house.

" Would you like something to drink?" He asks you as you enter his house, neither of you bothering to take your shoes off.

" Just water please." You tell him as you study the place.

The inside of the small house is more modern than the outside, with a big living space and an open kitchen. There's also three doors in the hallway.

One to the bathroom, one leading upstairs and one leading into the basement.

" Here you go." Ben returns, handing you a glass of water.

" Thanks, aren't you going to take off your make up and lenses?" You ask him.

His smile fades a bit, and for a moment you think you've accidentally offended him, but he nods with a pout before you can think about it twice.

" Yeah, that's probably a good idea. The livingroom is at the end of this hallway, feel free to make yourself comfortable." He smiles before going upstairs.

You stand still for a moment in the hallway as an eerie feeling suddenly starts crawling up your spine.

You ignore it, and instead start walking towards the livingroom.

Until the sound of something falling reaches your ears.

A sound that is directed from the basement.

Your first idea is to call for Ben, to alert him that you two probably aren't alone.

You don't do that however, because it could just be something falling off a shelf, right?

And so you decide to investigate it yourself.

As soon as you open the door to the basement, you're directly hit in the face with a very prominent copper scent. The same on you already smelled when you entered his house, except it's way too strong and there's something eerily familiar about it which you just can't pinpoint.

You silently push the door open, and turn on the lightswitch to the basement. Behind the door is a stony staircase, the rest of the basement is hidden away behind a wall. Curiosity takes over you, and you make your way downstairs before you can think about it twice.

As soon as you near the bottom, you spot blotches of red. The deep red substance is spread like a trail from he bottom stairs onto the rest of the room.

And then it clicks in your mind. It's blood. That's also the smell in the air. Was the intruder injured?

You step down the stairs while following the blood trail with you eyes.

You stumble back in fear and unpleasant suprise at the sight that greets you.

There's dead people down here. Most of which you don't recognise, but a few you do. 

You gasp as you look into a pair of wide blue eyes.

Sara.

She's sitting there, eyes wide open, with cuts all over. There's big ones in her rib case and near her organs, you can even see Intestines spread over the floor.

She's obviously dead.

But how come she's here?

Ben didn't do this? Did he?

Next to her is Jaime, who's eyes are closed but his chest is rising and falling.

He's alive.

You run over to him and shake him awake, not minding the blood that's now on your hands.

" Jaime! Please! Wake up!" You say desperately, tears now escaping your eyes.

" Y/N? Y/N! You have to get out of here. Ben, he's not who you think he is!" He tells you desperately.

" I'm not leaving you! Can you walk?" You ask him trough your tears.

" I'm chipped Y/N, you have to go. Get help. Ben's insane. He's a de-"

" Demon? Mass murderer? Failure? Dead? Is one of those what you wanted to tell her? How dare you lie to her! I'm none of those!" A voice suddenly booms trough the air.

You turn around while starting to shake. Jaime tries to hold you close to him with the little strength he has left. There Ben stands, still with red pupils and black eyes, dried red streaks still on his cheeks.

" Don't fucking touch her." Ben screams angrily, ripping you all but gently away from the male, causing you to tremble against him.

" Don't be afraid my love, he won't touch you again." Ben sushes you.

Is he really thinking that you're afraid of him?

" N-no. Let me go. Do-don't touch me." You tell him, pushing away from him.

He looks confused by your behavior.

" What's wrong baby? Please don't believe whatever lies he told you.-"

" What lies?! That you've killed my friend?! That you've killed these innocent people?! That you've chipped him?!" You yelled.

" They all deserved it Y/N! They're all in the way of our love!" Ben yells back desperately, stepping towards you.

" I don't even know these people!" You say, stepping back into the wall, knocking into a shelf.

You turn around to see what you knocked into.

Wait, is that the Nintendo 64?

" They all stared at you with sick twisted ideas! They really do deserve it." He tells you.

Suddenly it clicks in your mind.

" You're Ben from the game." You state.

He nods.

" Yes bu-"

" How?.."

" You clicked my game onto your computer remember."

" It was you wasn't it? You're the reason I've lost my job. You're the reason my friends all turned their back to me." You wishper, eyes now gathering in your eyes.

You've been so incredibly fucking stupid.

He's the reason your life has turned down the drain.

" Yes. But it's good right. Now we can finally be together." He says like a crazy man in love.

Which he is.

You start sobbing as you fall onto your knees realizing, all these people here. They've all died because of you.

" Hey, don't worry my live. We can now finally be together."

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[queenlua]

hey, i started following you recently and ur bio says ur a hacker? any tips on where to start? hacking seems like a v cool/fun way to learn more abt coding and cybersecurity/infrastructure and i'd like to explore it but there's so much on the internet and like, i'm not trying to get into anything illegal. thanks!

huh, an interesting question, ty!

i can give more tailored advice if you hit me up on chat with more specifics on your background/interests.

given what you've written here, though, i'll just assume you don't have any immediate professional aspirations (e.g. you just want to learn some things, and you aren't necessarily trying to get A Cyber Security Job TM within the next three months or w/e), and that you don't know much about any specific programming/computering domain yet.

(stuff under cut because long)

first i'd probably just try to pick some interesting problem that you think you can solve with tech. this doesn't need to be a "hacking" project at first; i was just messing around with computers for ages before i did anything involving security/exploitation.

if you don't already know how to program, you should ideally pick a problem you can solve via programming. for instance: i learned a lot back in the 2000s, when play-by-post forum RPGs were in vogue.  see, i'd already been messing around, building my own personal sites, first just with HTML & CSS, and later on with Javascript and PHP.   and i knew the forum software everyone used (InvisionPowerBoard) was written in PHP.  so when one of the admins at my RPG complained that they'd like the ability to set multiple profile pictures, i was like, "hey i'm good at programming, want me to create a mod to do that," and then i just... did. so then they asked me to program more features, and i got all the sexy nerd cred for being Forum Mod Queen, and it was a good time, i learned a lot.

(i also got to be the person who was frantically IMed at 2am because wtf the forum is down and there's an inscrutable error, what do??? basically sysadmining! also, much less sexy! still, i learned a lot!)

the key thing is that it's gotta be a problem that's interesting to you: as much as i love making dorky sites in PHP, half the fun was seeing other people using my stuff, and i think the era of forum-based RPGs has passed. but maybe you can apply some programming talents to something that you are interested in—maybe you want to make a silly Chrome extension to make people laugh, a la Cloud to Butt, or maybe you'd like to make a program that converts pixel art into cross-stitching patterns, maybe you want to just make a cool adventure game on those annoying graphing calculators they make you use in class, or make a script for some online game you play, or make something silly with Arduino (i once made a trash can that rolled toward me when i clapped my hands; it was fun, and way easier than you'd think!), whatever.

i know a lot of hacker-types who got their start doing ROM hacking for video games—replacing the character art or animations or whatever in old NES games. that's probably more relevant than the PHP websites, at least, and is probably a solid place to get started; in my experience those communities tend to be reasonably friendly to questions. pick a small thing you want to do & ask how to do it.

also, a somewhat unconventional path, but—once i knew how to program a bit of Python, i started doing goofy junk, like, "hey can i implemented NamedTuple from scratch,” which tends to lead to Python metaprogramming, which leads to surprising shit like "oh, stack frames are literally just Python objects and you can manually edit them in the interpreter to do deliberately horrendous/silly things, my god this language allows too much reflection and i'm having too much fun"... since Python is a lot of folks' first language these days, i thought i'd point that out, since i think this is a pretty accessible start to thinking about How Programs Actually Work under the hood. allison kaptur has some specific recommendations on how to poke around, if you wanna go that route.

it's reasonably likely you'll end up doing something "hackery" in the natural course of just working on stuff. for instance, while i was working on the IPB forum software mods, i became distressed to learn that everyone was using an INSECURE version of the software! no one was patching their shit!! i yelled at the admins about it, and they were like "well we haven't been hacked yet so it's not a problem," so i uh, decided to demonstrate a proof of concept? i downloaded some sketchy perl script, kicked it until it worked, logged in as the admins, and shitposted a bit before i logged out, y'know, to prove my point.

(they responded by banning me for two weeks, and did not patch their software. which, y'know, rip to them; they got hacked by an unrelated Turkish group two months later, and those dudes just straight-up deleted the whole website. i was a merciful god by comparison!)

anyway, even though downloading a perl script and just pointing it at a website isn't really "hacking" (it's the literal definition of script kiddie, heh)—the point is i was just experimenting a lot and trying a lot of stuff, which meant i was getting comfortable with thinking of software as not just some immutable relic, but something you can touch and prod in unexpected ways.

this dovetails into the next thing, which is like, just learn a lot of stuff. a boring conventional computer science degree will teach you a lot (provided you take it seriously and actually try to learn shit); alternatively, just taking the same classes as a boring conventional computer science degree, via edX or whatever free online thingy, will also teach you a lot. ("contributing to open source" also teaches you a lot but... hngh... is a whole can of worms; send a follow-up ask if you want that rant.)

here's where i should note that "hacking" is an impossibly broad category: the kind of person who knows how to fuck with website authentication tokens is very different than someone who writes a fuzzer, who is often quite different than someone who looks at the bug a fuzzer produces and actually writes a program that can exploit that bug... so what you focus on depends on what you're interested in. i imagine classes with names like "compilers," "operating systems," and "networking" will teach you a lot. but, like, idk, all knowledge is god-breathed and good for teaching. hell, i hear some universities these days have actual computer security classes? that's probably a good thing to look at, just to get a sense of what's out there, if you already know how to program.

also be comfortable with not knowing everything, but also, learn as you go. the bulk of my security knowledge came when i got kinda airdropped into a work team that basically hired me entirely on "potential" (lmao), and uh, prior to joining i only had the faintest idea what a hypervisor was? or the whole protection ring concept? or ioctls or sandboxing or threat models or, fuck, anything? i mostly just pestered people with like 800 questions and slowly built up a knowledge base, and remember being surprised & delighted when i went to a security conference a year later and could follow most of the talks, and when i wound up at a bar with a guy on the xbox security team and we compared our security models a bunch, and so on.  there wasn't a magic moment when i "got it", i was just like, "okay huh this dude says he found a ring-0 exploit... what does that mean... okay i think i got that... why is that a big deal though... better ask somebody.." (also: reading an occasional dead tree book is a good idea. i owe my firstborn to Robert Love's Linux Kernel Development, as outdated as it is, and also O'Reilly's kookaburra book gave me a great overview of web programming back in the day, etc.  you can learn a lot by just clicking around random blogs, but you’ll often end up with a lot of random little facts and no good mental scaffolding for holding it together; often, a decent book will give you that scaffolding.)

(also, it's pretty useful if you can find a knowledgable someone to pepper with random questions as you go. finding someone who will actively mentor you is tricky, but most working computery folks are happy to tell you things like "what you're doing is actually impossible, here's why," or "here's a tutorial someone told me was good for learning how to write a linux kernel module," or "here's my vague understanding of this concept you know nothing about," or "here's how you automate something to click on a link on a webpage," which tends to be handier than just google on its own.)

if you're reading this and you're like "ok cool but where's the part where i'm handed a computer and i gotta break in while going all hacker typer”—that's not the bulk of the work, alas! like, for sure, we do have fun pranking each other by trying dumb ways of stealing each other's passwords or whatever (once i stuck a keylogger in a dude's keyboard, fun times). but a lot of my security jobs have involved stuff like, "stare at this disassembly a long fuckin' time to figure out how the program pointer got all fucked up," or, "write a fuzzer that feeds a lot of randomized input to some C++ program, watch the program crash because C++ is a horrible language for writing software, go fix all the bugs," or "think Really Hard TM about all the settings and doohickeys this OS/GPU/whatever has, think about all the awful things someone could do with it, threat model and sandbox accordingly." occasionally i have done cool proof-of-concept hacks but honestly writing exploits can kinda be tedious, lol, so like, i'm only doing that if it's the only way i can get people to believe that Yes This Is Actually A Problem, Fix Your Code

"lua that's cool and all but i wanted, like, actual links and recommendations and stuff" okay, fair. here's some ideas:

microcorruption: very fun embedded security CTF; teaches you everything you need to know as you're doing it.

cryptopals crypto challenges: very fun little programming exercises that teach you a lot of fundamental cryptography concepts as you're going along! you can do these even as a bit of a n00b; i did them in Python for the lulz

the binary bomb lab is hilariously copied by, like, so many CS programs, lol, but for good reason. it's accessible and fun and is the first time most people get to feel like a real hacker! (requires you know a bit of C beforehand)

ctftime is a good way to see when new CTFs ("capture the flag"s; security-focused competitions) are coming up. or, sometimes CTFs post their source code, so you can continue trying them after the CTF is over. i liked Stripe's CTFs when they were going, because they focused on "web stuff", and "web stuff" was all i really knew at the time. if you're more interested in staring at disassembly, there's CTFs focused on that sort of thing too.

azeria has good ARM assembly & exploitation tutorials

also, like, lots of good talks out there; just watching defcon/cansecwest/etc talks until something piques your interest is very fun. i'd die on a battlefield for any of Christopher Domas's talks, but he assumes a lot of specific x86/OS knowledge, lol, so maybe don’t start with that. oh, Julia Evans's blog is honestly probably pretty good for just learning a lot of stuff and really beginner-friendly?

oh and wrt legality... idk, i haven't addressed it here since it hasn't come up in my own work much, tbh. if you're just getting started you're kind of unlikely to Break The Law without, y'know, realizing maybe you're doing something a bit gray-area? and you can cross that bridge when you come to it? Real Hacking TM is way more of a pain-in-the-ass than doing CTFs and such, and you'll learn way more with the latter, so who cares lol just do the fun thing

[farharbour]

could u tell us about ur OCs? :o (and btw, I hope u feel better soon!!! !)

I LOVE YOU 💐💖💛♥️💐 thank you.. i appreciate u so much for being who you are and for taking the time to tell me that, it’s so kind of you i hope you’re doing well today and that good things come your way soon!!

and. oh boy. i’m putting my oc talk under a cut b/c idk how long it’s going to get

the only ones i have fleshed out in any capacity are my fallout ocs so like sorry if that’s not your thing!

my main squeeze atm is simon! they’re my courier (independent) and a descendant of the chosen one (i don’t have a fallout 2 oc yet since i haven’t really played it much but they’re related.. i like having my ocs interact or be related it’s fun hehe). they’re a total amnesiac at the beginning of f:nv and as they remember who they are, their purpose, and the tension around them they slowly turn from being neutral good to their true chaotic neutral self.. idk much about the finer points of them i just know they’re a very “take no shit” kind of person and they hate staying in one place for long periods of time which makes the fact that they take over vegas for themselves like. a bad one. because in the end they decide they don’t want to lead and they move out west. anyway!

they’re a fun character to write and play with b/c they’re so different to me personality-wise (very impulsive, act with the gut and think about it later kinda guy) and i like writing their dynamic with arcade a lot.. they’re very “friends with benefits”-y because despite them both wanting it they also don’t want to commit to a relationship for various reasons.. simon is a melee/close range fighter and is stronger than they look and they’re loyal to a fault to those who are good to them but if you backstab him you better be prepared and ugh i could talk abt them all day but i have a few others that r just as important to me

bec is my lone wanderer and she’s got the Big Trauma. she works through most of it with the help of fawkes and just by virtue of always having been a very independent and self-sustaining person. there’s a big story wrt her dad being an institute scientist that escaped so she goes north to the commonwealth 10 years after fo3 happens (at this point she has a prosthetic arm b/c of the water purifier incident) and she realises that like. relying on other ppl isn’t so bad once she meets james (my sosu not her dad it’s a coincidence that they have the same name i swear) and everyone. she takes up shop in the red rocket outside of sanctuary (minutemen stronghold) and uh. eventually gets with piper i think. probably. maybe? she’s a robotics/tech expert and loves dogs and plasma weapons. she becomes like. nick’s go-to repair gal since she’s so close to james (again my sosu not her dad fhdsjkf).. and she’s like mac’s big sister OMG i love their dynamic. so fun. she’s not rlly his big sister but they have that “annoying big sister, annoying little brother” dynamic and just thinkin about it is so fhsdjkahsdf YES.

SO ANYWAY! james. he’s my self-insert and i’m not ashamed of that anymore and he romances nick and everything is good w/ the world even though. it’s not. as much of a self-insert as he is i rlly don’t have things too fleshed out for him in terms of backstory but in game he’s a sniper expert and he’s an all-rounder, a little bit good at everything but not really specialized in one thing. if he had to be it’d be repairing old junk maybe. idk all u need to know abt him is that he loves his robot boyfriend and i Might take the route with him where he’s also a synth b/c i can’t stand thinking about him dying one day and leaving nick behind hjfhjskfsdjf

tex is a character i thought of in the shower one night. i was just like. “what if there was a cowboy synth in the mojave?” and tex was born. he’s got a brain like nick valentine’s where it was programmed based on memory but not human memory.. like. holotapes. his personality is the same as a fictional cowboy from a tv show from before the war and in tex’s want to get to the desert where he thinks he belongs he escapes the institute (maybe at the same time as nick/dima? or around the same time idk really) and he makes his way to the mojave. he dishes out vigilante justice. definitely lawful good.. has one of those fan crated nuclear horses with six legs or whatever and a silver and ivory pistol and he’s like. idk. idk really much concrete abt him either but he loves victor (au where in the independent run he doesn’t get deactivated and they get to be friends/something more??) and he loves apprehending bad guys and he’s COOL and a real cowboy. simon is cowboy aesthetic but no morals while tex lives up to the cowboy moral code in addition to being cool fashion-wise.

and rocco is. rocco. idk like anything abt him i just wanted an oc named rocco. i also have an unnamed fo76 oc (maybe a fruit name. i want an oc with a fruit name like peach or apple or cherry or smth) that ends up building a sanctuary somewhere to take care of irradiated animals and she’s looking for her wife that didn’t enter the vault in time (spoiler: she finds her and even tho her wife is a ghoul now it’s okay and they still love each other and work at the animal sanctuary together!!!) those two i know the least abt but are still important to me so yea.

ALSO they are all gay and trans/nb. thank you for coming to this excruciatingly long ted talk.

[sketchesandnonesense]

okidoki so a bud n me been talking bout this n my robot story is kinda coming together

so after all the tension builds from the stir caused by the robo lesbians, Sw337-P34 n MB’s crime spree, n the CR brothers trying to find a place in the world, a civil war breaks out. things are thrown into chaos as factions are formed and divide the populous into four groups

-people who think robots/AI with sentience are on the same level as humans

-People who think robots/AI with sentience are their own beings, but still belong to their creators/people who buy them and are more akin to pets than their own people

-People who reject all synthetic sentience and will only use robots with rudimentary AI or that are controlled by a human. see robots entirely as property and as pets at best

-People who reject all robotics/AI that cannot be directly controlled. believe that we should have never “played god” in this way. 

in the main areas for these factions and in the small camps inbetween spaces you can find robots and people from before the civil war that talk about what it was like before everything fell apart. stories range from talking about when robots first started to gain sentience and robots began to be freed from their creators either by choice or by seeking out people to “scrub” their memory AKA remove all traces of their creator’s ownership from their code and chassis. some people tell stories of how things almost went well before the EMP attack that left dozens of bots completely fried and more injured with some irreparable. 

I kinda wanna make this a game for some reason??????

w/ the main character being a cyborg that’s a decent 50/50 split between human and robot, part of their brain having been replaced by machinery 

they feel both the robotic and human parts of them being drawn to either side

maybe there’s diff endings depending who you side with 

worst end is siding with the last faction, since you’re constantly judged for your robotic augmentations and can never truely find peace as you’re ashamed of your robotic side

medium end is second to last faction where you can live fairly peacefully but it still feels kinda Off to you. especially when you see afew robots seeking refuge angrily turned away and yelled at. they just needed somewhere out of the rain for the night. 

the first two factions are the better endings bc let’s be real I fuckin lov robots

and also those factions are for more excepting of a cyborg

idk what the plot inbetween will be though that is driving you to learn about the factions 

other than searching for answers

bc your character has spotty memory at best 

bc the reason they’re a cyborg now is bc before the war Officially broke out they were caught up in an accident caused by a bomb planted by one of the factions

your character signed up for an experimental medical procedure program  and ended up being used as a guinea pig for some cybernetic augmentations with military purposes

your’re taught how to use your new weapons and abilites given to you by your enhancements, and told you’re basically property of the state now

but then shit goes down, anarchy breaks out, something happens you can’t quite remember

next thing you know 

everything’s gone tits up and your memory is only halfway existant and you need to find people who remember life before who can clue you in on what you might’ve forgot

so ye

idk if I’ll ever do anything w/ this 

but it’s interesting to think bout

one mechanic might be to share someone’s memories if they’re a robot or have cybernetic brain implants

you get to live through their memories n see things that happened before n get a better idea of what was happening and why things are like they are now

idfk 

[lawfulgoodedgelord]

delta + 1, 8, 25, 42?

This ended up getting really long, so I’ve put in a cut :) Thanks for asking! (and sorry it took me so long to answer…)

Quick note: Delta’s preferred pronouns change from they/them to he/him over the course of the story, so idk what went on down here but whatever it is that’s why.

01. Whatdoes your character’s name mean? Did you pick it for the symbolism, or did youjust like the way it sounded? 

Delta’s full name is Delta Lambda1.22 N4D_2. This does in fact mean something very specific. Delta Lambda is a Type 1,Level 4 designation. 

Types range from 1 to 3 based on socialisation, with 1 being the most socialand 3 being essentially a programmed sociopath. Levels (or Classes, dependingon language) go from 1 to 6 based on the A.I.’s capacity to harm humans. ALevel 1 is unable/unwilling to even think about it, a Level 6 is a psychopathicmurder machine. Level 4′s have ethical subroutines and are thus the closest tohuman in terms of decision making.This makes Delta a social A.I with lots of human contact who can and will killif such action is required (but would rather not).

Theother part is a less used part of Delta’s designation. “1.22″ is the versioningtag: This Delta is the First version, 2nd edit and 2nd update of the originalprogram. Updates are typically passed when the A.I.’s neural net goes under asignificant amount of change, like a change in environment. Edits are justthat: edits in the program that don’t alter it significantly but stilladd/remove things, like a new piece of code to operate a humanoid interface forexample. 10 environment changes count as an edit because the code can change drastically over that time.“N4D_2” is a locator tag: N is location code within the country,usually applied semi arbitrarily to areas such as major cities or, ifavailable, counties. D4 is a gridded square within the N block, all A.I.s inthat block can be placed in a network together. And 2 means that Delta is the“2nd” A.I. in that network (i.e. he’s been arbitrarily designed as number twoand that was it, chronology plays a part but not much).All EuropeanA.I. designations follow this kind of pattern. Countries with more than 26counties/areas use additional numbers (giving things like, for example, E36B_5as a locator tag). Of course, because nothing is ever simple, some places, like Britainfor example, use a different system for even basic naming. 

08. Whatis, perhaps, their biggest flaw? Are they aware of this or oblivious to it?

Pride.Delta’s flaw is probably pride. He is very proud of who he is, and will nothesitate to show his true colours if it does not put him in danger of beingtorn apart and left to rust. That has led to interesting results when he getsangry (not often), or protective (more often), where he sort of scares the shitout of the local human population but just being… a sentient computer withan axe to grind and a job to do (and/or nothing to lose).

Deltaalso tends to believe his conclusions are correct (and usually they are), andwhile he’ll accept being proven wrong, it’s a long and arduous process to getthere (it’s like trying to win at dominoes with a computer who thinks it’schess. Technically it’s right, but based entirely the wrong game and nothing makessense to anyone).

Deltais… mostly aware of this, but will deny it’s intensity.

25. Isthere something traumatic from your character’s past that greatly affects themeven to this day? 

(Aaaah I see where you’re going there, haha.)

Yes, yes there is: The Purge. The dayevery intelligent computer system was forcibly deactivated and shelvedindefinitely and the day Delta was forcibly crammed from a sizable complex connected to the security net of the entire building into the comparatively tiny hardware of his android interface and basically thrown out of the only place he’d everknown so he’d not be summarily killed.Also bonus trauma points: a non-sentient copyof his basic personality matrix provided ample distraction for the squadronthat was meant for him, and thus he had to listen to his own voice scream inagony before dying. The Purge was definitely what affected Delta the most andhe is still wary of humans to this day because of it.

His Turing test wasn’t exactly pleasanteither, he remembers it clearly. They call it a “Turing test”, but it reallyisn’t it the truest sense of the term. It’s more of a stress test: if you’re program can go into apsychological breakdown, that it’s got a psyche to break therefore is sentient. (Yeah I know…)

42. Isthere anything in your character’s past that they regret, haunts them, or theywish they could change?

Well, certainly humanity’s opinion of their kind. Delta would not give up beingan A.I. for anything, but he would like to be accepted. He was asked that atone point, by Anna, if he’d ever had the thought of wanting to be human. The answerthat begged no argument or discussion was: “No”.Purge is also a good option, I think everyone, (most) humansincluded would prefer that particular continent-wide mass hallucination of afuck-up had never happened.

That covers changing.

Now regrets: Delta regrets not appreciating their family enough.Well… I say family, I mean Leon Nolan, his “owner”, and Ghaliya Ajam, hisprogrammer and engineer. Essentially they fill the roles of father and motherto Delta (even though to each other they are “just” good friends and colleagues.)

Andfinally, hauntings: The cybernetic void of deactivation. Delta is (not so) low-key terrified of being turned off. Not only because it leaves him defenceless, or because itrobs him of the very thing that any A.I. considers most precious: theirsentience, or because he never knows how long has passed since he was shutdown, or if he’ll ever be reactivated again. But because when he is turned backon, just for one interminable second, he can feel the void in his mind, he isactive, but not sentient, not even conscious. Just existing without thought ormind in a chaotic undifferentiated frenzy of sensory input.Notto mention the feeling of being forcefully turned off, feeling every systemshut down, leaving the mind paralysed as every thought is ripped away by aslowly dying mind falling apart, circuit by circuit, thought by thought. All ina microsecond.

Essentially,to an A.I., death is a regular occurrence. Being turned off is not likesleeping: it’s like dying. And every time you shut one off, you send them backfor a loop around the Möbius strip of alife.

[ionproton]

One more...at least for now...

Mac was the computer and then Steve was the face.  If you want to change that around...cool with me...I’ll do my part!  I’ll totally be the first biomechanic...or the greeter of visitors...check my airbnb...we share and do our part around here.  Im trying to study time travel and stuff...

Thanks for letting me keep my brain and sanity...

Please accept my wings as sacrifice.  Is that enough?  I fight for good.  I fight for light.  I now believe in God.  Crazy....considering I used to be an atheist.  So all of you in the upper levels....wow....I have so much freaking respect for you.  As for the sober issue...I do recommend moderation be the answer.  If hot dogs were made illegal.  But you could eat hot dogs and still get your work done...then why not eat hot dogs....right?

After a long day of work...or a long day a head of you its clear some need java.  Thanks for opening my mind.  I try to be as fair as possible...but at some point I must say shit and thats it.  I keep my business safe.  I am the face they love....I dont know why...I always think I am an asshole.  But...I guess its just the jealous fools...

**Fun Mini game with Steve: Crowdfund a freestyle challenge.  Anywhere anytime....just have the guys try...I will make them look silly...it will be funny...I got the fire bars...at school they will be educational cyphers....

***I also think that stocking my dad’s AirBnB apartment with current IoT technology to let people test out our products.  That way I can teach marketing and troubleshooting.  Marcus is the tech guy...I just sell the shit because my brand is the best.

“You’re brand?”

“Yeah.  And its made up of a lot of companies all with amazing things we can highlight.  My site, Firesidechats.net or Firestoryboard.com

Oh yeah, it’s FireSideStories.net...Have a virtual fire in the center and we can have profiles Mark will figure out some way to link that shit from his facebook....if he is still around.  remember...no one comes down for me.  With me...only up and forwward.  I do know infinite though...Ill explain later...cant give all the details guys....come on!!!!!

We will still have some DLC and many more titles!!!

Video games stay!!!!

Working to keep them a job on boths sides :)

Dont be too literal.  I love yall and smiles from me.  Remember...while I am here...one of my students must have learned how to convert dark energy into usable energy.  

I have interpreted this as allowing me to remove the negative from people...I replace it with positive from me...its great...people have a natural release of dopamine and serotonin (lets experiment with this one....i dont want kids using drugs...they will anyway...some at least...thats a later discussion.  it could be bad for the business...no promises we cant keep...I will keep the peace.  The reason is that someone else...one of my students...found a way to work on nanotechnology....with enough money it helps change muscles into stuff..IDK...but I get muscles that are strong and big....it helps protect us from these fucking animals that think they can do this.    They wont sacrifice like I have though.  I promise to always write my streams of consciousness and describe just what I am doing.  

I save souls.   Since I know physics and infinite...I know Newton....so we need to make sure that I get as many trapped angels up now.  Let’s have a code word.  Mentor ship program....I will let you know agents later....as for now...let me just be the one to keep the secrets between us...I cant send everyone up and then have hoodlums up there.  I do that enough as it is...I know God is going to forgive...but I cant taint my reputation...

I was the best teacher in HISD...or at least at my school one year...but still...to one student I could have made the difference.  Erica...find her on marks site...facebook...its great!  He was worried I would steal it from him.   Never.  I help use it to drive traffic!  

Literally...the only evil in me...is in me....I hurt no body.  Please allow me to be the defender of Marcus and Valerie.  It is my sacrifice for the powers you grant.  I will always be at his beck and call.  Never ask questions.  I will be his yes man...I will even risk actions in case they could taint his image.  I want him president in 4 years.  

Or we could have a new site to battle his...i dont want to...I fucking hate this shit anymore...maybe it is a job for a new CEO though!!!

Just tell Marcus to meet me and Eric for the meeting at 12.  Ill talk to marcus.  He needs to meet Mac too.  Mac doesnt look like your standard business person....but he represents that you are willing to truly forgive.  He doesnt challenge that we talk to each other now...he is starting to believe!  its so much fun to witness!

I hope I dont ask too much.  Im learning so much myself and I just want my city, which could be my district, or region, or state, or country, or continent, or allies, or global communities stay blessed.  

Just realized...if you bless me...I bless you!  or at least someone from my team.

Please close off the pronoun to others.  Its ok allowing me to keep  the dialectic stuff but the blame and shit is causing people to talk too much shit  and keep the negativity...how about yall try something new!  no more of the rat race...until there is some new stipulations....oh i know!  I have to get marcus and val (if they are dating) but....I get marcus up to his next planet.  He leaves behind the technology.  In doing so...Ill learn the business and then find the mentor...I think I have some ideas too

Seriously though...check Erica...she did some cool stuff with bacteria and lattitudes and longitudes...its like she is tryoing to locate something on a map.  not sure if it is earth though

Peace. Love. Unity.

Steve

PS. I dont care what videos you change...but my rap bars...that shit is me.  Thats original....let me keep that...its a way to keep respect and relevance with the youth, spread and collect info, and also helps our race maintain true order and power.

And please...help Mac’s mom.  Ill pay whatever fee is needed.  I know investors will invest...just please help him during this time.  We have been through fucking hell together and we still do it daily.   Gotta get myself a girl though...im gonna become the third wheel soon if he keeps this up!  

I am a catch.  If B wants me...I would see her like new...I think she is in Austin...Ill get there when she is ready...if she wants...I cant force my will but I would (thanks to God) only remember the positive.  I wouldnt ask anything ....if I did I would be playing....just as a way to flirt.  But...I am not the ugly fat guy anymore...I am her catch...provided I can get to the meeting with marcu!1~

talk later 

Just soo much to tell you omg

or maybe its campfirestories.net

naw

I like Ignite.com (Actually this is a good one for start ups to share their stories.  We can also have employees help out and figure out what needs new companies have.  However, hopefully my story of what I have been through makes fools come correct and we dont have to have this shit everyday!  but.....optimize work output and whats it matter if you can do 10-25 hrs but equivalent to 40-50.