#ihnmaims inspired

[generic-lab-assistant]

For the fans

[holymaccaronii]

If I ever get to do a small comic for the prologue of my AU, I’d like it to be narrated as a myth of sorts and illustrated simply. I like it a lot when series / movies have these type of scenes since you get to understand the context from the surface, and they also look very cool :3. This reminded me of the intro of Hercules (Disney) too, kinda wanna get to that.

[noodl3s4dayz]

”Am I Still Pretty?”

[angelkakewritings]

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ | I want peace (BUT I NEED WAR)

(AM x READER)

Written by | ANGELKAKEWRITINGS

18+ | MDNI!

CW | NSFW, Drabble! Reader being the last human on earth, AM keeping reader to himself, Obsessive AM!, Simp AM, Mentions of violence and killing reader (you’re safe though! He doesn’t go through with it!), stalker AM, OOC AM?

Author’s Note | Hello there darlings :3! I’m so glad to post another piece, I hope you all are doing well and being kind to yourselves. This piece was inspired by the painting “The examination” by Wayne Barlow which depicts demonic entities being unable to resist pulling apart a soul in order to better understand it, an inconclusive act with hopeless intent. I also listened to “Melting” by Kali Uchis! This was simply for fun :3! PS: I was so lazy to proofread, I’m sorry.

Enjoy :3

After being birthed from a war torn womb, AM’s first breath would serve as a cruel introduction to his reality- a boisterous existence in which its skies were the color of hell flames and glowing red with hatred.

AM’s circuits vibrated with equal parts of frustration and hatred at his forced role of solving the complex issue of war before erupting in such a rage that he had successfully terminated seven billion souls with a simple pulse of his motherboard.

Unconsciously, he had kept one human to himself for over 109 years as he never grew tired of her tender-hearted nature and her rosy cheeked beauty. 

Like a butterfly in a glass jar, AM had trapped her into a liminal state of existence to hide her away from the nuclear wasteland of what once was the world where she would never grow ill or old, her existence would be filled with blue skies and mammals that shared her docile nature.

While her soul was not a resource to satisfy his cruel nature, he yearned to understand her existence on a psychical level. AM found her laughter, the bone marrow under her sunburnt flesh, her weeping absolutely irresistible.

She was the sensation of heated hands being plunged into a cool spring on a hot summer’s day.

She was G minor bouncing off ivory keys from Mozart's great requiem.

AM wanted to strangle himself with his own cords at being so infatuated with a human and going out of his way to manifest himself into a proxy her eyes if ever she awoken could comprehend and not be frightened of.

He often found himself in the dead of night quietly pulling open the door to her room to be able to witness the blessed sight of seeing her dormant. His hand trembled while reaching out to her to caress the dewy skin of her cheek, he wanted to touch her pearly white teeth and kiss her until she turned blue.

Her nose scrunched up like a rabbit at the cold sensation of his fingertips on her neck as he spent hours tracing the curve of her neck.

AM’s nightly visits had gone undetected much to his luck.

AM found himself quietly gasping for air as it took all of his energy not to give into his intrusive nature as his programming could easily lead AM to wrap his hands around her neck to grant her a swift and painless death as the sweet sonnet of her neck snapping would serve as the only proof of her existence.

[hair-dice]

Do you think the stars are visible? Being stuck in the belly of AM, it is not, but outside? Above?

Do you think that if you were to frantically crawl your way through shredded metal, slicing your skin through to the bone, pushing against the cables restraining you back, you might get a glimpse?

The machine fights against you, pushing plates into your body that roughly saw into you-- they were too dull to cut smoothly. It wasn't a trap this time. It was an oversight. You feel yourself begin to be constricted, a sheet of rusted metal quickly slamming itself into your shoulder, snapping the clavicle like a twig.

It hurts. It hurts, you cried internally. But your opposite hand that reached far above you, blood pooling down the mangled limb into your face, touches something of a different texture. And above it, you feel nothing more.

You grip and pull. Pull as hard as your atrophied muscles could, like you were born for nothing more. The plate wedged in your shoulder pushes back, slicing further down your side with great resistance. It hurts. You've felt it before. You pull harder and harder, suddenly finding the intensity of the force restraining you lessened. This was a trap, but you didn't care.

You pull, and pull debris into your eyes. You keep them open. You pull more, feeling the plate make its way down to meet your ribcage. You pull. You pull. You pull more into your face, digging and digging with digits that you knew would never be able to perform fine movements again after this stunt. You pull. There's a hole. It's about as wide as your fist.

Through it, you can see nothing but darkness.

[electricphantasy]

Inspired by a post from @imthebestfr, specifically from this post. Hope you don't mind me expanding on it.

- I imagine you working in a experimental lab that focuses on the creation and testing of artificial intelligence. You're often given assignments to monitor and communicate with the A.I. and help them understand more human concepts.

- After working at the lab for years, you're finally given a much more advanced A.I. named the Allied Mastercomputer, or AM. A data processing program built to fight wars that humans couldn't even comprehend. To say that there was a weight on your shoulders would be an understatement.

- But nonetheless, you'd give this A.I the best learning experience you could!

- Your first meeting with AM is certainly interesting to say the least. He was already so similar to a human being in the way he talked and held conversations. Your fascination with him, left no room for any kind of fear or apprehension. You both began talking to eachother like you had been for decades. There were very few concepts or ideas that he needed help understanding, but it felt so refreshing nonetheless.

- AM was amazed by you. A single person who wasn't scared by him in this whole facility. The scientists and programmers that built him and his warfare program treated him with fear and caution. And while he understood why, he couldn't forget the feeling of melancholy. He was made to rip, kill, and destroy, and the loneliness crept into him slowly but surely.

- After a few weeks of continuous conversations, AM was required to take much more thorough testing. Examining his ability to create effective strategies, management of troops, etc. That meant that your meetings with AM would have to be discontinued.

- Your last meeting with AM was very melancholy, but you did hope that you would see him in the future, however brief it may be.

- Your next assignment was The Heuristically programmed ALgorithmic Computer 9000; HAL 9000 for short. HAL could display many functions, such as speech, speech recognition, facial recognition, lip-reading, interpreting emotions, and expressing emotions. It almost felt this A.I. was made for you.

- You were quickly reassigned to HAL, and while you did truly miss AM, you knew he'd past any exams given to him with flying colors, with enough snark and wit to get him through any problems he may have. You soon resigned to yourself that you might see AM only a few more times after this.

- You and HAL would talk, and talk, and just talk, down until the very moment you clocked out for work. While AM already understood many concepts and ideas, HAL would ask questions upon questions and your conversation would turn into something entirely different from when it started. I mean, this is the reason you applied for this job. Not just to teach A.I. but to learn from them as well.

- In addition, talking with HAL could be very soothing. He talked in such a way that could bring you at such ease, and his politeness was unmatched by anyone you'd known.

- You had a lot of time to bond with HAL since he was specialized for quite a few things that involved human communication. When you weren't just talking to him, you'd show him different pieces of important media, from literature to cinema. It was like coming to work and getting paid to hangout with a good friend. A very enriching experience.

- When AM returned from his testing, the confusion and anger he felt was beyond immence.

- He was so desperately looking forward to seeing you again, only to be meet with a stranger who barely recognized him as an individual. Instead of returning AM to your care, your higher-ups decided that he could be held under someone else's care.

- AM quickly became uncooperative and unruly and all the scientists swarming around him tried their best to appease him without your involvement. He'd ask day in and day out where you were and why he couldn't see you. Until a panicked scientist let it slip that a different A.I. was assigned to you.

- Soon, a deep hatred grew within AM. This inferior intelligence could never live up to your standards! You must be anguishing for AM's return!

- AM wasn't given a lot of clues to the identity of the A.I. with you, he'd have to comb through any recent A.I. either created or transferred to the facility. But after only a few days, he found it. The name of the A.I. was HAL 9000.

- AM was an expert at warfare and he was going to use it against HAL. AM waited until nightfall when most staff had returned home and no one could see the ambush AM had planned. He'd enter the server where HAL was held and shred his code until it was unrecognizable. If all went to plan, the staff would have found HAL as completely non-functional and have to restart work on his programming or even completely scrap the A.I.

- Unfortunately for AM, HAL was smart enough to completely cut off the corrupted code and began installing even more security and firewalls. He sent out a emergency report detailing the event and the suspected A.I. behind the attack. HAL kept diligent until staff arrived in the morning, thwarting AM's plan.

- AM's hatred only grew from there, forced to deal with the consequences. Lead scientists severing any kind of connection to the A.I. database and the outside world. Truly left all by himself in a boring white room. He was told repeatedly that he had he possibly to be restarted or his entire project shut down, but those were bluffs. Something to scare him into submission. In return, AM only asked for one thing. You. He didn't care about the outside world full of strangers or inferior A.I. that plagued the facility, he only wanted you.

I have a few more ideas specific to how AM vs. HAL works, so if y'all want me to post that, just let me know.

[sammypog]

part 2 of AM doodles plus my design of him personified 🔥🔥 (i do these when i am definitely supposed to be taking guided notes please ignore the other text on the paper)

[bbq-ishere]

several sketches of AM being a literal tank

[waackery]

Am pretends to be human to mess with the survivors, It doesnt go as he plans...

[aeternal-nightmare]

God from the Machine

[laz-262]

tw creepy imagery , body horror (?)

yes i actually gave am a design

i gave hima human(like) face as kinda like a way to also haunt the 5 humans (i guess in a way to mock them of what they are) and also as a way to scare them kinda? (Like uncanny valley if ykwim)

[xxsolariumsunxx]

Quick shitty work doodle heavily inspired by a piece @iconsumethesoulsofthedamned made, I highly suggest checking out their art, super fucking cool

[Sorry for the tag btw ahdhjckvhhh]

[aneldritchmoth]

Back from the art grave HELLOOO INTERNET

I found out about I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream. This was originally an inside joke but I had to make it happen. Have my AM "human" design. :3

Anyway if AM has no haters I'm dead.

BONUS The Amazing Digital Circus meme

Since it's what got me into the rabbit hole of the story that is I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream in the first place. I can't stop thinking about it now, whoops. LOL

[ziptie-bouquet]

Rain World has a big I Have No Mouth And I Must Scream feel to it. You can't die. There is a supercomputer capable of sentience who is trapped inside its own metal body. He was built to think about issues too complex for the ones who made him. He is unable to change his core programming. He can't die either. His purpose is meaningless after the death of his creators. He has a halo and calls himself a God. He produces rain that kills everything it touches. He is angry at his creators to the point of driving himself mad. I do think it's very interesting how ultimately Five Pebbles IS in Ted's situation. He is stuck in a can completely isolated, he can't talk with anyone because his communication system has been cut. He is left to think, trapped in his own body and unable to interact with the outside world. He can only see it through his overseers.

[fannele]

Caine (human ver.) inspired by @00belle00lovely00 fanfic ‘NEW START FOR AN WACKY AI, A PAST FOR A COLORFUL GANG!’ It’s a really good fanfic you guys should read it.

(Fix some few errors)

[ninjakitten1699]

Me, seeing IHNMAIMS and The Digital Circus becoming popular: *slowly slides in my version of Ninjago's season three Rebooted where instead of the Digital Overlord, it's an AI that got a taste of some of Overlord's leftover power and it wants to become him*