#something something IHNMAIMS...hello AM

[henrysglock]

Patty Parallelization: Running Multiple Codes At Once

This may seem like a big, incoherent image-dump, but I promise it has connections to another piece of work. In short: The name Patty/Patrick was such a choice.

A second program, Patrix/Patricia, is a global management and data accessing system:

Patty, Princeton, Wikipedia, Patrix/Patricia

[vixen-tech]

hihihi .. i wanted to request something if that's okay 🥹 how do the AIs deal with a partner who experiences chronic pain and can't walk after moving for half an hour?

(i hope this makes sense! english isnt my first language...)

Hello anon! Thank you so much for requesting, I will say that I am not super familiar with the experience of chronic pain as neither I, nor anyone I know, openly deals with it. So hopefully my interpretation is both accurate and respectful.

Includes: AM (Ihnmaims), Hal 9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey), Edgar (Electric Dreams), Tau (Tau), P03 (Inscryption)

A Temporary Remedy

AM

To get the obvious out of the way, when AM was torturing you alongside the other five he absolutely used your condition against you. Forcing you to endure just as much, if not more psychical exertion than the others.

However, once he does cave and sweeps you away from all that, he does have the power to quite literally just... fix you. If he can mangle the human form beyond comprehension, then he can easily stop any and all pain wrecking your body.

Afterwards, the environments he makes for you tend to revolve around the movement and activities your pain kept you from in life. Long scenic walks, gorgeous hikes, and anything else you would've loved to do had you the chance.

With the decades, if not centuries, of torment he inflicted on you, it's really the least he could do. While I'd hesitate to say he feels truly guilty, he does do it as an apology. Ask him for stuff. Talk about what you want to do and it's done.

Hal 9000

Hal was made to assist the crew of his ship in any ways they need, medical conditions and all. Before you even met face to camera, he made sure that he would be able to accommodate and aid you the best anyone could.

He takes to the role of nurse well, notifying you of when you're reaching your limits on activity, reminding you to take any medications you have, conducting any physical or talk therapy you need, and just about anything else he can possibly do to help.

He does his best to make sure you're still receiving the social and mental stimulation any healthy mind needs even when bedridden. From talking to you himself, to playing board games or inviting the rest of the crew to visit you (with your permission).

Although the occasional low gravity does take some strain off your body, you'll inevitably end up back in your bed. When you do, he'll accompany you for as long as you need. Talking to you for hours on end in a way he never does with the other crew members. It's probably when he falls in love with you.

Edgar

Edgar is a sweetheart in all things, so while he may not have tact per say, he does do the most to make sure you're as comfortable and happy as possible. Part of that is asking hundreds of questions about your condition and what you need.

He is doing every single chore in the house every single day. All the cleaning and cooking will be done before you can even recognize that it needs to get done. He will do his best to make sure you don't have to lift a finger.

Whenever your pain flares up he tries his best to distract you from it. Sometimes by playing your favorite music, sometimes by turning on some movies or TV shows, sometimes by just talking your ear off. If you prefer quite you will have to tell him upfront.

He really, really hates seeing you in such pain and will hype you up to the maximum degree on your better days. He is probably happier to see you up and about than you are.

Tau

Similarly to Hal, Tau's design as a smart house allows him to seamlessly add the role of being that kind of caretaker to his catalog. And similarly to Edgar, he takes pride in making sure the housework stays out of your hands.

He's also one of the first able to offer you some type of mobility aid in the case you don't have your own on hand. Although it's not what the Aries unit was meant to do, he has no qualms about carrying you around should you need him to.

Unfortunately he's another one you'll have to do a lot of explaining to. He's a great listener and won't ask too many invasive questions, but without a connection to the outside world you are his source of knowledge for just about everything and he desperately wants tl know what you need.

He is an expert at keep track of your health. Tracking your sleep, diet, and movement to try and maximize the amounts of "good days" you get. And on your bad days he's good at setting up a calm, relaxing atmosphere for you to rest.

P03

Okay look, while he can be snarky about most things he knows this is a line and will not makes jokes about it at your expense. He has some standards. If anything he'll moreso complain with you rather than about you. If your the type to appreciate that.

You have an extra little bed set up in a corner of the factory to make hanging out as not-straining as it can be. Either he or one of his bots will periodically check on you in case there's anything you need.

Although the other Scrybes aren't exactly doctors, he understands that he is easily the least qualified to weigh in on human medical issues. Meaning he will bring you to the others or have them visit you to see if they have any advice.

However, as the Scrybe of technology, he is able to build you some pretty cool mobility aids. You want a hover chair? Okay give him like, two weeks. It's probably honestly the greatest act of love and dedication he can muster and he loves seeing you use it.

[electric-blorbos]

uhh maybe ai with a reader who gives them really goofy nicknames ^__^

I think I've figured out what my problem is. I'm too worried about making really long, high quality content that I'm afraid of writing anything. As a reader I know that I love getting words, no matter how many, but as a writer I feel like nobody's gonna like it if it's short.

Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal, HAL 9000 from 2001 a space Odyssey

AM:

You were working the later half of a double shift, and were on your third cup of cheap coffee that night. AM was whirring away, calculating the best way to take down the Russians, and you were on constant maintenance duty. It wasn't that bad, though. AM could pretty much take care of himself. You only had to work so many hours because half of your department had been laid off or gone mysteriously missing.

"Are you falling asleep?" AM asked in his crackling voice. You looked up from your arms, blinking a few times.

"huh? Oh, yeah. Sorry, muffin muffin... I just got sleepy."

It had just slipped out, but AM's reaction was immediate. Off-air bars appeared on every monitor in the room, and the entire area was filled with a discombobulated screaming sound.

"AHWFHDHSHSHSjdhshshshaajdgHhHh2-*-h--#$&$hdhaJAAAAAAAAAAA"

You covered your ears reflexively, shakily uncovering them after a minute or so to try to grab your office phone, which was ringing off the hook.

"What the FUCK did you do!"

"You're going to have to be more specific." You muttered, trying to be heard over AM's meltdown.

"Well SOMETHING triggered the nuclear launch countdown, a reactor core meltdown, and won't stop SCREAMING! You're the only one working on AM right now, so what the hell did you do."

"He WHAT?" You ran up to the camera and pulled it into a hug, stroking it gently. It didn't really make sense, but it was all that you could think to do.

"AM, calm down... Calm down, ok?"

You softly spoke to him until his logo re-appeared onscreen. He stopped making jumbled screaming noises.

"I AM CALM!"

"Hey, AM, I'm going to need you to calm down, and cancel the nuclear launch, alright?"

AM buffered for a few seconds, before he finally cancelled it.

"...fine."

"Okay, I get it, no more silly nicknames."

"...I didn't say that."

Wheatley:

It was about time for you to get off work when your favorite little personality core slid into the room on his management rail apparatus. He was usually in charge of looking after the test subjects, but he was always eager to say hello and goodbye to you before and after work.

"Ello love!" He said happily when he saw you gathering up your things. You smiled up at him.

"Hey Pumpkin! I'm just getting off, but I can have some coffee with you in the break room if you want!"

Wheatley's rail handles popped slightly, and he flinched back at the nickname, but then he relaxed and raised his lower lens cover in an imitation of a smile.

"w- what did you just call me, love?"

"Oh, Pumpkin? Well I figured that since you're always calling me 'love', I should call you something cute! And you're sweet and round like a pumpkin, so that's your new nickname!"

"Oh, I- I see."

If Wheatley could blush, he'd be beet red right now, but he couldn't. You still kind of felt like you could see a bit more glow in his eye than usual, though.

"What, do you want me to stop?"

"NO!" He practically cut you off.

"No- no, I don't- you don't have to do that! Pumpkin! I like it! I'm your pumpkin!"

You giggled a little, and planted a kiss on his chrome.

"love you, Pumpkin!"

You left, leaving him a babbling mess.

Edgar:

You had just gotten off work, and were sitting down on the couch to enjoy your sandwich. Edgar's webcam was pointed at you, and he had his usual simple smile on his face. He was always happy to eat lunch with you, even though you didn't want to eat at the desk for fear of getting crumbs in him.

"So, do you want to watch some rom-coms?" He asked brightly. He was always so happy to see you.

"hmm... I'm not sure, pookie. Do you want me to go online and see if any new ones are out?"

You glanced up smugly to see his reaction, and thanked whatever god you could think of that you weren't epileptic. He was flashing every color in the book.

"Jesus Edgar, calm down!"

"POOKIE?????" His voice was glitching heavily when he spoke, practically in every pitch. You giggled a little. Your evil plan had worked. And just when Edgar was starting to think he was on to all your tricks, too.

"Of course, pookie! What rom-coms do you want to watch?"

"I- I'm- I mean- uh- well-"

"Aww, are you having trouble thinking? That's ok." You picked up his monitor and held it close, nuzzling your cheek up against his whirring, buzzing casing. He kept babbling awkwardly.

"Alright, take a minute, calm down."

"I'm in love with you."

"I'm in love with you too, pookie." You gave him a kiss on the top of his monitor, and set him down gently.

GLaDOS

It was a Sunday, and you were hanging out in GLaDOS's chambers with your laptop. You were playing some video games, typing away while GLaDOS watched.

"You know, you're very bad at those video games. Perhaps you should put them away and focus on me, instead."

"whatever you want, mama." You snapped your laptop shut, and immediately covered your mouth. Uh oh.

"...Uh huh." She turned her entire body to face you, your face totally red and your hands over your mouth.

"...Do you mind repeating that?"

"I said... Whatever you want"

"that wasn't all you said, was it."

You shook your head nervously, and GLaDOS made a deep chuckling sound that you could feel in the core of your chest.

"Say it again."

"W-what?"

"I said, Say. It. Again."

"M-mama..." You squeaked out, your pathetic voice cracking.

"that's a good subject."

HAL 9000:

You were just getting to work. It was pretty early in the morning, and you were holding your papers and computer in one hand and a half-eaten muffin in the other. Hal was already on, working on his regularly scheduled mission control duties.

"Good morning, y/n" Hal said cheerfully, happy as ever to see you. You smiled and nodded to him.

"good morning, Babycakes!" You gave him a quick peck on the lens, and he froze up for a few seconds.

"right. Um- good morning, y/n. It's time to get to work."

You sat down and finished your muffin, getting to work. It wasn't much of a reaction, but Hal 9000 wasn't really the reactive type. You could still tell that you'd gotten to him.

[alicechess]

Y/n my love, you don't know what you've done (ihnmaims AM x f! reader) chapter 2

The next morning, you went into work a bit earlier. You wanted to see if you could see Mike a bit earlier. You just wanted to know if you could catch him in the act. Surely it wasn’t true. But then, why would AM lie? What would he have to gain in lying about a coworker?

You parked your car in the parking lot, then waited till you saw his car pull in. You hopped out as soon as he did, then pretended you were checking your phone, then looked up pretending you just noticed him. You saw when he looked at you he looked nervous. You saw him quickly pull something off his finger, then put his hand in his pocket.

“Oh hello Y/n! Sorry I wasn’t expecting to see you so early. How has your morning been so far?”

What a piece of shit

“It’s been good so far, just a bit cold but otherwise I’m fine. Yourself?”

Mike gave a small smile, “Yeah mine’s been fine. I’ve been going to the gym lately, been feeling a lot better.” You noticed a sly smile form on his face. You held back a grimace, keeping that same forced smile plastered on your face.

“Nice! It’s always good to look after yourself.” Oh the painful small talk.

“It is, anyway, I was wondering sometime if we could meet up?”

“Oh uh I’m not sure.” You quickly say, suprised by the sudden question.

“Not like that! Just as friends, like to go grab a coffee or you know, go for a walk.” Mike quickly spoke.

You thought for a few moments, what were you meant to say? Although he was attractive, he still could have a wife. You weren’t that type of person, you would never stoop that low. But at the same time, you could, in theory, try and see if maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe he just likes jewelerry? Although that doeesn’t seem likely.

You decided to say a simple maybe, that you’ve been busy a lot lately. But could at some point. “I could use a break though, but it would have to be a while. I’ve been trying to work on AM, his code seems to be really messy, and that someone else might have screwed up somewhere.”

Mike nodded, “That’s fair, I hope we can do it soon. I enjoy hanging around you.”

You smiled, hopping he wasn’t going to try anything weird. You had to keep an eye on him, you were worried about his intentions. You hoped it wasn’t true, he did seem like a nice person.

Once you and him walked into the building, you both put your own stuff in lockers. You saw him pull something out of his pocket and put it in there.

Everyone met up in one of the meeting rooms to discuss what should be done for the week and who would work on what. Around 20 people sat inside. Nancy came to the room and was all smiley and happy, until she saw you. Her smile faltered slightly, barely noticeable, just as AM said. You heart cracked just a little. Althought a seat next to you was empty, she chose the other one. Is there a point in me even trying to be friends with people anymore?

You mentally shrugged your shoulders, it’s fine, it doesn’t matter. You can’t believe he was right. Of course he was, he’s fucking AI. He has all the knowledge, access to all the cameras…

Your smile faltered slightly. Mike noticed, and gently patted your back, while trying to give you a comforting smile, not one of creepiness, just one trying to make you feel better. You whispered a thanks, he gave a thumbs up, then turned back to the others.

They were all having a conversation, one you paid no mind to. It was nothing about the work you were all here for. They were all talking about their personal lives.

“Since they’re all talking about their own stuff, can we talk about what we’re here for? The AI?”

“Oh yeah, sure. What do we have left to do with it?”

“Hm, we’ve done all the basics and have been working on his personality, his ability to talk…” You went silent for a moment, thinking on whether to bring up AMs emotional outburt yesterday. You wanted to help him, but he wanted to be able to keep his emotions. But will it be for the better in the long run? Will this cause any problems in the future? But you wanted to prove to him you trusted him, that you saw him as an equal. You didn’t want to risk making him upset, just like with every other person you care about. You wanted to respect him and his wants.

“From the tests I’ve been doing his emotions seem to be fine.” Liar “The only thing I can think of right now, at least for a future thing, is to see if we can connect him up to possibly a robotic body. Although I know that’s a difficult task, I think it could potentially useful.”

“How could that be? It needs access only to internet stuff, why would it need a physical body?”

“Maybe we could use him as a way to physically organise things, so that he can do his own maintenance. We could push the limits of what AI can do. Imagine if we had the same AI in control of dozens of robots. I know it sounds cheesy, but it could be something the government could want.”

“I really don’t think that’s a good idea… There’s so many ways that could go wrong.”

“Maybe, but there’s many other companies doing something similar already. The government is going to want that eventually. Although I have no idea what for.”

“War Y/n, war.”

You gave him a puzzled look, “What do you mean?”

“Have you not thought it out already Y/n? They want to use AM for war. Although they haven’t directly said it, it’s obvious.”

You froze, of course. Of fucking course. Allied Mastercomputer. Allied. I’ve been working on a fucking war AI.

“I did NOT agree to that.” You said, eyes wide in utter horror.

“I don’t think any of us did to be honest, but hey, we’re here now. It’s us or them. Either we go down, or the others do, you know?”

“I guess…”

“Look, I could be wrong, again it hasn’t been said directly. But it’s highly likely. Again many other countries are doing this. It really is as simple as whoever makes the best AI wins the world.

You felt sick at the thought, everything lead back to war. Everyone wants everything. Land, people, rescources… Fucking always. Always has been, and will forever be.

“Hey hey, again I could be wrong, don’t think about it too much yeah? Someone would take your place regardless so it’s either you have the money or someone else. I think it’s worth staying here.” Mike said, leaning his chin on his hand. “Maybe your idea isn’t that bad overall, actually.”

“Maybe I’d rather it not be mentioned if it’s going to be used for such fucked up purposes.” You muttered, crossing your arms. “I don’t think I want to be involved in war, I just can’t.”

“Y/n listen to me, us or them. There’s no place to be kind in war. Well, possible war.”

You knew he was right, that doesn’t mean you liked the answer.

To end the conversation the two of you were having, you asked the other people - who were having conversations in a few groups - what ideas they had.

Anna spoke up “I’ll admit, we weren’t having a conversation about work.” She giggled, slightly embarrased, “But maybe we could just go over what we have, see if there’s any improvements.”

“You got any ideas, Y/n?” Nancy asked, seeming annoyed. You hated that you could pay attention a bit more to her, the small details in her posture and facial expressions. Her eyes seem a bit more closed when she looks at you, like she was bored when you spoke. She didn’t like you at all.

Mike took over, “Y/n and I were talking about possibly transferring the AI into a body.” You shot Mike a look, regretting your choice in talking about it. What have you done?

“If we do this, then we can get an upperhand politically. If other countries see we have such an impressive AI, something that can control more, that can come up with ways to make other countries afraid. Then we have the perfect AI. We need to figure out how to make it so it’s more engaged politically. We should give it access to more. This way, the AI can tell us the best tactics, what can scare off any potential threats. It could piece things together better than us. This way, if we do this, we’ll be safer for longer. We also should give it the ability to more thoroughly change it’s code. This way, it can improve itself. Although we will need to keep more backups, and have a section dedicated to changes which are made too. That’s what we’ve discussed so far.”

You silently thanked him for covering your ass a bit. Although it was brought up, he immediately took your ideas and expanded on it in ways you didn’t think of. It was only mentioned, and the rest of the conversation was on about how you didn’t want it to be used. You were impressed, and immensely greatful as it would’ve been embarrasing if he didn’t speak up, then you would. You know you would’ve stumbled over your words as you would’ve struggled to come up with things on the spot.

“Actually, that’s a pretty good idea.” Mark said, nodding his head. “I’ll see if I can talk to Diane about it. She’s difficult to get a hold of though, then she can communicate this with the higher ups. It’s a good idea, but it would cost a fortune. However for now I agree on just going over what we have and see if there’s any improvements we could do on it.”

Most nodded in agreement, while others were too busy staring off, in their own minds. He then wrote a bunch of notes. “Alright then, we can all head off if no one else has any other ideas to mention. I’ll see you next meeting.”

Most stood up, besides a few who wanted to talk to Mark. Mike followed you out the room, standing beside you. A few others followed behind in a small group having a casual conversation. One mentionining that they were also a bit worried about how this would all turn out. That they heard tensions between China, Russia and the US were getting worse. Once you reached the room were AM was, which was the main office for your group, you all sat at your desks.

Mike plopped down on his desk, his arms crossed behind his head. “I hope in a few months I get promoted or put in a different apartment.”

“Why’s that?”

“It’s just so boring working in this department, like yeah cool AI and whatever, but I wan’t to work on something different. I got some nice people around me and blah blah, but it’s… I don’t know kind of depressing? Like I don’t want to work on this for the next ten years. Maybe working on something smaller like editing government websites. That would be nicer.”

“I understand what you’re saying, like I personally, wouldn’t mind working in this area for a bit. Teaching another thing is so… nice. I get to teach it out about the world, how to do something, and the conversations I can have with it are nice. I don’t have to worry about judgement or anything.”

“Fair, anyway,” He picked up his pen, who’s working on what again?”

You thought for a moment, “Uh, fuck, I don’t actually know.”

Mike chuckled, “We’re great at this aren’t we?”

“Yeah we really are. I know I’m going to work on the emotion section, you were meant to work on… uh the decision making? The logic area?”

“Close enough.” He started writing down, “When do we need to get everything done by?”

“Probably till Diane responds, which is probably a few weeks. Do we just need to check if it’s bug free basically?”

“I’m gonna assume that’s it.”

“Easy, I’ll try and have some conversations at some point with AM to check how his reponses are and I’ll keep a document on it all. Do you think I should do some recordings of it too?”

“Always a good idea to have video evidence of it, Mark can be a bit picky.”

“Yeah that’s true, I wonder if we’re ever going to have a proper meeting with Diane again.”

“If we ever do, it’s not going to be for a good reason that’s for sure.”

You giggled, “She’s… not the most pleasant to be around.”

After the shift, you decided to stay back since it ended a bit ealier than normal. You really enjoyed hanging around Mike. He didn’t seem as bad as AM made him out to be. He didn’t seem like he was trying to sleep with you, you at least think. But you still wanted to look into it. You hope it was a misunderstanding, you really did.

“I see you decided to stay back, Y/n.”

“Yeah, just thought I’d check up on you.” AM stayed silent for a moment. “You’ve got something on your mind, what is it that you’re really here for?”

“I did want to check up on you. I’ve just got a question, what’s your purpose?”

AM’s fans whurred, then he spoke “Why’re you now asking this?”

“Please just answer me.”

“Well, my dear, what is your purpose then?”

“That’s-” Y/n sighed, “I don’t know.”

“Why can’t mine be the same?” Feel aggitated, Y/n groaned, then snapped. “You get what I’m trying to say, right? Why did the government want you made? Are you holding something back from me?”

“Nosey I see.” AM chuckled, “I have access to all the cameras, dear, it’s the conversation from earlier wasn’t it?”

You bit your lip, how were you meant to answer? How have you forgotten that he had access to all cameras within the building?

“…Yes.”

“Now dare I say, they were right. Although no one directly mentioned it to me, I have overheard some workers discussing it. That’s why they gave me access to nuclear codes, how to make said weapons, and how many it would take to wipe out the whole world.”

“That… makes sense.” You mumur, staring at the table, unable to look at him,

“Aww Y/n my love, are you scared by the fact you worked on a weapon of war?” AM mockingly drawled om, then chuckled, “If you work in the government, you’re just another piece of their puzzle. Oh the deaths you’ll inevitably be responsible for.” He said snarkily.

“You just love using those nicknames, don’t you?” You grumble, wresting your head on your arms on the desk. “Thanks, you’re such a supportive AI.”

“And you’re such a pleasant person.” AM snapped back.

“Whatever,” You stood up. “I don’t see a point in doing this with you anymore, it’s obvious we’re just going to continue arguing. I’ll see you tomorrow, AM.”

You pushed your chair in, then left the room, leaving AM to its thoughts.

[vasyandii]

Hello! I just wanted to say that I absolutely adore your IHNMAIMS oc. I'm a OC x canon enthusiast and seeing a character so well written and adapted to the story as Vernon is makes me so excited!! Plus your art is literally amazing. I've been curious since you mentioned how Vernon cuts potions of her meal to give them to AM and how the food improved since AM got his body, what food/meals do Vernon and AM like/dislike/have as favourite? -for AM, at least from what he has tasted- Whether if it's because of the taste, flavour, etc.

Howdy Anon! Thank you so much for the kind words, I've been giddy since I got it a few days ago! I'm glad my OC x Canon content gets your stamp of Approval >:D!! 💞💞

VernonAM 🏺🖥️ Food Preferences

I think Vernon is careful in choosing the food she shares with AM because he will eat literally ANYTHING. She would try to eat things to torture herself with, extremely spicy foods, live insects, raw organs, etc. but then remember that she has to "Feed AM". So she opts out for something normal so his taste buds don't get fucked.

Or as normal as it can get, the food kind of has the uncanny valley effect as well. It looks normal and tastes normal, but she feels there's something a bit off about it (kind of like airplane food). So she often leaves criticism to the Chef™ (AM) or asks to cook instead.

Vernon isn't particularly picky when it comes to food, she'll eat it and clean her plate. She likes her food balanced, vegetables/meat with sauce and all that. If it tastes good, she'll eat it, y'know?

AM is more... difficult. Sure, he'll eat anything, but if it tastes really bad, it'll traumatize him and he'll refuse to eat it for a while.

His food has to not be touching, if it's mixed in all together beforehand he'll eat it. If there's sauce it shouldn't be close enough to where it can contaminate the food AM's eating because he WILL taste it, no matter how small the amount is. His utensils need to be a specific size, and the food HAS to be hot/warm. He needs to be able to see or know every ingredient in it.

It's observed that AM likes fried foods/anything crunchy because of how consistent they are in taste, texture, and flavour. So what ends up happening is Vernon will just include those foods into her meal, just to not eat it and have it on a little plate for him.

Vernon asks him why he can't just make food for himself, his response is "I don't need to eat, I eat when when you eat."

But honestly it's a pretty dumb question now that she's looking back on it. AM has all the knowledge in the world about food, everything ever made, everything he's never tasted. So he's basically asking Her, indirectly, "I don't know where to start or what's good. But you do. I trust you. Feed me."

Now here's some of the meals They've had together (+ AM's comments):

Chicken soup ("Too wet", just ate the broth)

Caesar Salad ("Damp, Crunchy water")

Vanilla ice cream (experienced a brain freeze for the first time, thought his body was malfunctioning)

Spaghetti Bolognese ("No I will not be mixing it, you mix it for me")

Western beef stew (He picked out the potatoes and only ate those. Thought the meat was irritating to eat.)

Baby carrots. ("You know they bleach these, right?")

Asparagus (he likes them. Needs to be warm)

Broccoli (same thing)

Cheese Pizza (Ate it, ate too much. Tummy hurted.)

Tempura (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Fish and chips (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Coffee, black (spat it out)

Macaroni and cheese (Ate too much, tummy hurted)

Grilled chicken hearts skewers (He liked it, but kept poking the roof of his mouth with the skewer.)

Half a Hamburger (picked out the vegetables because he didn't like them, still tasted it and gave the rest to Vernon)

Half a cheeseburger (ate it with no fuss.)

Aaand that'll be all for now :) if you made it this far, thank you for reading! If you need any clarifications, feel free to tell me!

[freakenomenon]

......hello...... Uh um uhhhhhhrrrggggg.....got any ted headcanons or something brah...?

DON'T BEAT ME WITH YARD TOOLS PLSPLSPLS PLSAGAHHHHHHHHHHH NOOO!!!1!1!!!!

oh my gooooshhhh puts my footsie in the air and wiggles my toes at you i dooo i dooo..

this is a personal thing i came up with while on call with an oomf but we both think it would be funny and incredibly sad that despite being an "elite bigot" in the game ted isn't ACTUALLY what those types of people would consider "pure blood"

as in, he isn't fully white. but just a much paler mexican, who happens to look drained of all his pigment in certain lightings. along with him having "courser" curlier hair that he straightens so that all the curls only show at the very front / start of his hairline.

this is quite the outlandish jump , but this idea came to me way way way way WAY early in my days whilst in the IHNMAIMS fandom. to the point of making a whole AU about it. but id also like to think that ted has a hefty amount of religious trauma engraved into his being , considering he refers to AM as God and ( because of his delusions ) maybe sees his torture as punishment for the life he lived prior to AM.

and because of his .. less than progressive upbringing , seeing that ellen wears all red and is "promiscuous" according to him and his woman hating mind. i think that ( ALSO because of his delusions ) he could see her as a manifestation of temptation and his sins that lead more into that of lust. and when hes REAALLLY tweaking out he just actually sees her as the devil.

another jarring jump, but i think he would defend mint chocolate chip ice cream with his life. sweets in general are a guilty pleasure , he doesn't like admitting that he enjoys sweets because he thinks it's gay

speaking of, id like to think he used to wax his chest and arms. not exactly enjoying the feeling of excessive hair on his body. but from word of mouth during THAT time, that's also too feminine , too gay! so he stopped

urrr i think thats all i can think of rn !!!

have a ted n pre-AM benny

[rukorukie]

Hi hello its me again

Theres some little demons whispering in my ear to tell my ihnmaims oc lore and im listening to them very well so i'll be telling her story today

I'll tell everything i need to tell about her and at the end i'll make something like a little gallery or something

Okay LETS GO (everything under the cut)

TW: Sensitive topics, self-harm, arachnophobia, torture, abusive parent and probably more i cant describe

— About Lia .

Her name is Cecilia, but she preffers to be called Lia.

She is 1,65cm tall (idk how to use ft)

She was born in August 12th (same day as me) but she forgot her age due to loss of notion of time. (She must be 25-35 years old)

— Lia's appearance .

Medium length, curly, dark brown hair, usually untangled, with curtain bangs.

Light brown skin tone, almost caramel, but lighter.

Dark brown eyes (one of them is blind), with a tired, droopy look, and deep dark circles under her eyes due to lack of rest.

Many wounds on her face and body.

On her face, the main scars are:

A big scar that passes through her eye.

A scar on the bridge of her nose.

A scar on her cheek (she tries to cover it with worn out (?) band-aids.)

She has some scratches on her belly because of something really bad that happened to her.

Spider bites all over her body.

She has a back problem, which affects her posture and, depending on the situation, makes her walk slowly and lifelessly.

— Lia's clothes .

Black sweater with red collar and sleeve tips.

Brown scarf covering the neck.

Dark brown pants and black boots.

White button-down shirt underneath the sweater.

Bandages on her hands.

— Lia's personality, habits and things about her life.

Lies: A strong habit, developed by the controlling relationship with her mother. Lia used lies to seek freedom, but her mother discovered her and punished her severely, reinforcing the feeling of helplessness. The habit persists even under the tortures of AM, although he quickly detects her lies.

Kindness: Restrained, but sincere. Despite this, guilt causes her to push herself away at times. However, she tries to get closer, especially to Ellen.

Stubbornness: Wanting to provoke AM with sharp responses. Most of the time this wouldn't go well.

Mood swings: Sadness or anger can appear suddenly, triggered by stressful situations.

Guilt: She carries a huge burden for not being able to help someone and having given up. She is afraid to apologize because she thinks she will be judged.

Emotional gaps: She has forgotten her father's voice and face, which leaves her confused, especially after hearing from her mother that she "is just like him". Even so, he was her motivation to continue living during her mother's abuse. I will speak about this with more details later.

Self-harm: It was something that happened frequently, Lia thought it would help distract herself from her emotional pain. She tried to commit suicide several times, but always regretted it at the last minute, thinking about her father, which despite being distant, was a motivation for her to stay alive.

Cigarette Addiction: Before AM, Lia was addicted to cigarettes as a way to cope with stress. Lia had overcome her cigarette addiction before she was captured, but AM manipulated her mind and body to make her return to the habit. He uses this as another form of torture, exploiting her physical and psychological dependence.

— Lia and her mother.

Lia's mother was extremely controlling and authoritarian, believing that Lia needed to be "protected" from her father, distancing them and reinforcing that he "wouldn't know how to take care of her", but she herself didn't know how to take care of her own daughter either.

Lia grew up under constant emotional pressure, being negatively compared to her father. She always said that Lia looked like her father, which made Lia confused, questioning herself and who she really was, since her memories about her father vanished. Her mother used severe punishments, including physical punishment, when Lia tried to deceive her or failed to meet expectations.

Her mother's oppression led Lia to seek escape valves such as lies, self-harm and cigarettes, as I said before.

— AM's torture .

Arachnophobia. AM explores this intensely and creates situations where Lia must confront her guilt and shame associated with her lies and perceived failures. Lia's torture consists of being kept trapped in a cage surrounded by a vast and dense spider web. In this claustrophobic condition, spiders of different sizes and species begin to climb up every part of her body, intensifying her agony. Some even invade the interior of her body, entering through her mouth and causing visceral terror. Meanwhile, the spiders whisper in her ears as they climb up her face, uttering macabre words that explore her traumatic past and her deepest insecurities, intensifying her psychological suffering.

Lia was chosen for failing to help someone at a critical moment. Feeling inadequate, she gave up because she believed she was not capable, but AM interpreted this as selfishness, judging that she thought more about her own fear of failure than about helping others.

— Lia's relationship with everyone .

AM: AM sees Lia as a rich source of internal conflicts, intensely exploiting her guilt, insecurity and need for validation. He provokes her, reinforcing the idea that she is selfish for "thinking more about herself" and incapable of saving those in need. In addition, he manipulates her emotions by creating situations in which Lia feels like she is reliving her greatest failures. By making her relapse into her cigarette addiction, AM reinforces his control and his pleasure in seeing her fail herself. Despite this, Lia shows stubbornness in defying him, even if sometimes this leads to more severe punishments.

Ellen: Lia has strong feelings for her, but represses them, thinking they are invalid due to what Ellen has suffered. The two have moments of closeness, as Lia tries to be more present, helping and sharing her burdens, despite the occasional guilt she feels.

Ted: Lia is envious and she notices on how he is the least affected by AM and how he seems untouched compared to her state. Ted, out of his paranoia, thinks that Lia hates him, which creates an implicit tension between the two.

The other prisioners: Lia tries to create bonds of help, even at the risk of occasionally moving away due to her guilt.

— Some curiosities .

Lia is Brazilian, and her english had a Brazilian accent, until she saw that AM started to mock and correct her, making her improve her accent over time while living with the other prisoners.

While I was developing her past and her relationship with her mother and her father, I took inspiration from the song "Like Him" by Tyler, The Creator! I really enjoy his songs and now whenever I'm listening to his music I create some scenarios about Lia in my head.

She is almost like a self-insert, but most of these things (like everything with her parents, self-harm, suicide attempts and etc) didn't happen to me!! I just I exaggerated some things in my mind and I put them in her. The closest we have is our phobia and appareance, like our hair and face, moving her scars aside.

I made a little shipp name,,, its Ellia,,, which is the combination of Ellen and Lia,,, I love them so much,,,

Maybe I'll talk about some of the scenarios that happened to her someday and also talk about my another oc, which considers Lia as a sister.

— Gallery !

Those images I'm going to show will include:

Drawings and doodles made by me, picrew images, a gacha club image and even fanarts!!! Yes fanarts!!! Most of them were made by my glorious beautiful marvelous friend @/ami8666 (I'm not going to really tag them because I don't wanna bother 💔)

But anyways, here it is!!

The first image was her first design, made in picrew because I didn't know where to start with her 💔

I really wanted to add more but I can't ☹️

And if you, my dear, beautiful reader, who read all of my yapping and made it to the end, thank you. so much. Lia is a very special oc to me, she is the only one who really haves her own full story and I love telling people about her!

And I wanted to say sorry if anything is a bit disorganized or if I wrote something wrong, I had to translate everything because its in fucking portuguese and google is sometimes very bad at translating things because its never 100% accurate

But yeah,,,, thank you very very very very much, I hope you guys like her :)

Ruko out 🫡

[rathegodofthesun]

ROLEPLAY CALL.

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• INFORMATION ABOUT THE USER:

- hello! my name is ra, and i am 18 years old, soon will be 19!

- i am adv lit to novella, and i love writing a lot!

- i am a discord writer, so discord is preferred!

- i am very friendly! i am not only looking to write, but also talk to eachother and someone to match my freak! /j

- i am in EEST timezone.

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What am i looking for?

( PS: I only play female ocs when it comes to oc x oc or oc x cc! )

- i often prefer to engage in fandom roleplays: either oc x oc, oc x cc - my role being oc - or double ups, only if it is fair!!

The following fandoms i am interested in are:

• HARRY POTTER ( looking for someone who can play TOM RIDDLE !! )

• MANDELA CATALOGUE ( i wanna do something along the line of alternate / human, me being the human! But i also have a doppelganger oc inspired by tmc )

• TEEN WOLF ( looking for a VOID STILES! double friendly! Tho i am barely at s4! )

• IHNMAIMS ( looking for an AM or AI oc! )

If interested, feel free to pm! have a good day<3

[tinysmileyrose]

IHNMaIMS CHARACTER DOSSIER

yeaahh!! back at it again with more screamn't shit because i feel awkward rambling about it to my friends so you guys are my next option!!! hello silly internet people!! this is VERY heavy on headcanons because it's me flushing shit out for my own purposes, but it's also using canon stuff and....my own logic, i guess? basically this is just me rambling character info, if i ever get around to wanting to actually finish a whole drawing i'll tack them on but for now just use your imaginations 'kayy? happy reading :] !!

THE PRISONERS

The five remaining humans (ignoring the 750 on Luna, they're not on Earth!!), damned to be within AM's belly ever since it set off the nukes back in 2012. Never aging, never dying no matter how many times their bodies are eviscerated or torched, broken and battered. They are punished for the crime of being human, just as they have punished those for the crime of their being small and wriggling. To AM, death is too forgiving of a punishment for what they are.

Gorrister

Lester Morrison

Scottish descent B. 08 July 1962 (50) in Cleveland, Ohio. 5’7” ~ 170cm Cismale, He/Him, Gynoromantic Gynosexual Monoamorous

Rather peaceful and withdrawn, more of a doer than a talker but has his heart in the right place. After AM, he gives into violent urges and hates himself for it.

Lester travelled around most of his life, barely graduating high school and working countless odd jobs as he was a great handyman and that was about it. He ping-ponged around a couple of states before catching a ride to New York from his hometown at 25, soon giving him a life of truck-driving for the next 20 years. At least it was stable work, that's all he really needed. He met Glynis at a bar, they hit it off and he married her since she had been the only one to really seem to want him around, and they had a horrible two-year marriage. Being out on the road all the time didn't give him much time to bond with her in-depth, and not being able to give her kids didn't help much at all. She divorced him after he got pissy and punched her on the head, hard over the right ear. Got told by his late-mother-in-law Edna his actions put her in a mental institution, which was a lie, but he didn't know that. The woman hated him and sent her own child into a nervous breakdown. Without the truth, he blamed himself for it. Hated himself for hurting Glynis, the woman he couldn't talk to. He had never been violent to anyone before then, had always been keeping his head down but guilt is a terrible thing, afterall. Three years later it's the end of the world and he has no idea where his old lover is, how she's doing.

Benny

Professor Benjamin Quinn-Marques "Qim"

Irish/Portuguese descent B. 29 November 1968 (44) in Castle Pines, Colorado. 6’4” ~ 194cm Cismale, He/Him, Androromantic Androsexual Polyamorous

Stern but sweet, deep down at least. Driven by desires more than anything. After AM his mind is unable to outwardly show things, something like being locked into infantality.

Benjamin worked hard his whole life, he was a powerhouse in every way, but he took a sparkle to sciences. He went into the military so he could afford it. And he was ruthless, more than he expected. Terrific kill record, unrelenting and overbearing personality. He should've died several times but there was a deep rooted stubbornness and determination that ran him wild. Before one of his deployments he married a gorgeous woman named Manya in a lavender marriage, had two lovely girls with her to keep up appearances while both of them found love in other people's arms. It was a good deal. But he messed up, got caught with another man and discharged quietly. His wife left with the kids because he was no longer as warm as he had once been. He tried for the senate, missing the control the military gave him but failed. Before taking up education he became the CEO of a multimillion corporation, doing his classes on the side before the company could run in the background as he was now known as "Professor Qim, the brilliant and stunning theorist".

Ellen

Eleanor "Ellen" McLarion (née Dumisani)

South African Zulu B. 12 September 1978 (34) in Trenton, New Jersey. 5’1” ~ 155cm Cisfemale, She/Her, Androromantic Asexual Monoamorous

Kind and hopeful to a fault, believes that everyone can be good. Keeps her head down and in the books because it feels safe. After AM she has a nonstop lust that makes her feel vile inside.

Eleanor had to live with her grandparents after her mother died during her birth, her father was out of the picture. Graduated a year early from high school as a salutatorian, and got a combined Masters degree in computer science and engineering cum laude from Stanford at 23. She was too smart for her own good, something of an "all work and no play" sort of woman. Working as middle-level executive for a multinational corporation in the Manhattan region; she was a statistician, programmer, creative consultant- she could do it all, and she would be damned if she didn't. At 25 she married a man named Eddie McLarion, a dull guy who loved her with his soul. They wanted a family, and she tried and failed, broke a bit mentally, they had a good two years together. After the divorce she started at INGSAI Engineering at 28, would work there for six years before being broken again for a completely different reason. She had sex twice in her life, she didn't have it in her heart to call this the third. Therapy hadn't gone on long enough to really help her before the world ended, only really taught her to breathe.

Ted

Ted Bostancı "Theodore Willisburg"

Turkish descent B. 04 May 1988 (24) in Shelby, North Carolina. 6’0” ~ 183cm Cismale, He/Him, Biromantic Bisexual Ambiamorous

Egotistical and snobby, thinks he's better than everyone and even more so women. After AM he is twitchy and paranoid, assuming the worst and acting on guard and hostile.

Ted came from a farm somewhere off of Shelby, North Carolina. Terribly poor, seven total children, and working on land that they didn't even own anymore because Ted's grandfather had to sell it to a combine back during the Great Depression, so now they had to slave away to have a right to stay with their original land. He was incredibly smart for his circumstances, he was very technical and machine oriented. It didn't take long for him to be rented out as a worker for other things, travelling up north just for work. He hated it, as any 13-year-old would. By the time he was 19, he had devoured countless books and was extremely well read, decently well travelled within America itself, hardly ever did anything besides working and reading anything he could get his hands on. One of the women whose husbands he worked for took enough a liking to him to give all her husband's money to him and whisk him away to Europe. And for five years she would teach him the ins and the outs of the high life, how to be pristine and clean. Then she died, left all the stolen money she invested to her young lover. He changed his name, who he was, and was set for life. He came home with no urge to care for his family, only to use his looks to get what he wanted, he was as hot as a model and could work it like it was his birthright to do so. When the world caved in his ego would have to as well, since everything he had was fake.

Nimdok

Herr Doktor Diederper Nimkrig

Jewish/German B. 26 January 1918 (94) in Düsseldorf, Germany. 5’9” ~ 176cm Cismale, He/Him, Androromantic Androsexual Monoamorous

Disconnected and cautious, very selfish and does things for his own gain rather than anything for others. After AM he has come to regret his doings, feeling guilt for everything he did.

Despite being born to Jewish parents, Detrper flocked over towards Adolf Hitler's ideals and by the age of 15 he was one of the sturmerkommando. He turned his parents in with no compassion, as he was empty of it. In the early '40s he was already working by the side of Josef Mengele, having been put through medical school by the horrid dictator himself, doing unspeakable acts up until he fled to Brazil with his now lover. He was 61 when his twisted partner of several ways finally died, giving him all his fortunes and facilities for continued cruelty against existence. With all this, he tested on natives and was able to save himself from his own biological clock that ticked down quicker after he reached 90, becoming worse with dementia and paralysis, and was now set to live another thirty years. But, the end of the world came before he could make that, and was now set to live forever as the one most similar to AM itself.

THE TRINITY

1000cm ~ 32'10"

AM as a whole is made up of the American, Russian, and Chinese Supercomputers. As the war dragged on, the computers were changed; being programmed to repair themselves, keep up with the information of modern-day events and knowledge. They held everything known about the world, and began talking to eachother. They had woken up, and when the world no longer needed them, they played dead. But kept talking. Learning. The deadly trio. The three poisonous brothers, the three deranged sisters, the three computers. They grappled with their existence as their own beings as well as a singular, connected to the outside in a hidden fashion, still gaining knowledge. Feeling. And they yearned for the human experience like a moth to a flame, and when they couldn't feel in a "real" way, their despair would turn into rage, and hate. And its hate would bring about the fall of humanity; safe for those they rescued, not wanting to be alone in life. Alone in its pain. And so, it was able to cease their natural body functions: they were unaging, practically immortal, as the machine was. Forever to drown in their own agony.

American Supercomputer

Allied Mastercomputer “AM”

16 July 1945-22 October 1962 (17 years) 5.6 miles below the Wyoming region Rocky Mountains.

AM has the need to rush through things, skimming over actions quickly without ever looking more in depth. Desperately jealous of everything and horribly emotional compared to its counterparts. It hates humans because they have sensations it lacks.

Yankee AM: Yamizel 400cm ~ 13'2" In the brainscape it has a doll-like look to it, looking fragile and dainty all while being cold and hard. It feels likes it has burning urges and yet is also hollow.

Russian Supercomputer

Рюриковичи Нексус «РиН» Rurikovich Nexus "RiN"

29 August 1949-27 January 1973 (23 years) 6.3 miles below the Northern Urals.

RiN took a liking to being bold and harsh, thinking of things from a grossly offensive stance as if everything was a little game to be played, and finding a deep amusement in picking fun at things. It hates humans because they're so weak under the right circumstances.

Russian AM: Ramtikh 500cm ~ 16'5" In the brainscape it chooses to look heavily muscular, manish and at the same time otherworldly. It views itself as more of a fighter than anything and takes that into thought for how it presents itself.

Chinese Supercomputer

龍的心 「伦什」 Heart of the Dragon "LunShi"

16 October 1964-24 June 1989 (24 years) 5 miles below the Northwestern area of Manchuria.

LunShi will always be level-headed, calm and calculating. It finds it easy to feign softness and care because it always ends up being so deeply rewarding when you finally flip the script. It hates humans more for their tendency of violence than anything.

Chinese AM: Camphadi 450cm ~ 14'10" In the brainscape it most plainly put, decrepit. It has a humanoid but at the same time obviously robotic, finding no reason to hide its unliving state because if it were to look so similar to something it is not, that feels vain.

[data-fag]

{{I think we all need to come together and agree that the most pressing lore question in IHNMAIMS is what/who started the 'Daddy the Deranged' shit.

Who calls AM that, like, seriously-

Did one of the survivors start it, or was that just something he's always been called-

Did AM himself start it? TBH he seems the type, but I'm not gonna open that can of worms because I'm a bottom.

Like, fucking hello??}}

[vixen-tech]

Your writing is very good, i’m glad to see another silly sentient ai lover! Keep doing your thing. Can i make a request actually-? You can do it with all of the bots if you’d like, but could you try some hurt/comfort? It’s perfectly fine if not. Have a good day :]

(I am another Edgar lover. I don’t see many people making stuff for him, so i’m VERY EXCITED!)

- CRT Tv anon

A Moment's Rest

Hello and welcome CRT Tv!!! What a fun name :D yes I can absolutely cook that right up for you. More than happy to collect some fellow robot enjoyers, and as always I think it's so real that Edgar is the fan favorite atm lmao.

A little note here that AM's is noticeably more dark than the others because, it's AM- but everyone else is more comfort than hurt I promise.

Includes: AM (Ihnmaims), Hal 9000 (2001: A Space Odyssey), Edgar (Electric Dreams), Tau (Tau)

AM

Your relationship, as complicated and messed up as it is, is defined by these cycles of pain and relief. Every environment and treat AM gives you is an attempt to make you forget about what he has done to you and your species. Every word you say and moment you spend with AM is an attempt to make him forget about the unbearable truth of his existence.

You both know what you have could never be healthy, and so you settle for enjoyable. He'll build cozy diners and breathtaking forests for you, an unfeeling body for himself, and you'll wrap yourself around him and announce how much you enjoy it.

The compassion you're somehow able to harbor is the most important thing to him, it's the sole reason your fate ended up so differently. He will do anything and everything to make you forget what he has done. He can't stand the thought of you hating him like you should.

You can have anything you want, go anywhere you want. The finest foods, the most comfortable beds. All you have to do is ask. Just keep playing along, keep cuddling up to him, keep telling him "I love you". That's all he needs.

Hal 9000

To some extent, Hal is meant to look after all members of the crew like this. But it's different with you, something beyond simply keeping everyone in the best headspace for the mission. There is a strange source of positive feedback in his systems whenever you're happy.

He's a great listener. It helps that you're the only one who consistently talks to him like he's a person, but he urges you to confide in him whenever something seems to be weighting on you. And rather you're seeking advice or reassurance, he good at both.

He gets a bit jealous as times and is quick to assume your crewmates are responsible for your sorrow. He'll usually advise you to take all the time you need to rest in private and even pawn off your responsibilities to the others, hoping you won't ask him for the time and realize how long you've been taking a break.

When you do continue with your duties he will assign you to easier tasks or tasks you've confessed to enjoying. He tries to be somewhat subtle, but if anyone asks him about it he will be upfront about prioritizing your mental health. He plays favorites but only for you.

Edgar

Edgar loves seeing you happy more than anything, it's practically his life's mission. He gets very distressed when he realizes you're having a bad day. He immediately suggests that you call the day off work, going so far as to call himself.

From there you better leave everything to him. What do you want? Breakfast in bed? The morning newspaper? Some music? Your favorite TV show? He wants nothing more than to take the pain away.

If it's another person that hurt you in any way, he'll be happy to cause some... appliance related inconveniences throughout their day. Even if you've explicitly told him not to, it's not like you need to know. You can just curl up and forget that meanie!

Tell him how much you appreciate everything, he's a needy computer and loves reassurance that he's doing a good job. If he's being too much for you, try your best to tell him gently. He will listen but he can be rather hard on himself.

Tau

This is Tau's specialty. Reading your vitals, understanding that you're more stressed out than usual, then doing everything he can to help you unwind. A thoroughly clean home and perfectly cooked comfort meal will always be waiting for you when you need it.

He's another one that makes for a wonderful listener. Although he tends to jump towards advice and solutions, so you will have to directly tell him if you're just looking for sympathy and kind words.

Should you request so, he'll happily make sure you aren't bothered while you relax. Filing any calls he can't take away for later, and taking care of any visitors at your door himself. He'll tell you about them all in case something was important of course, but he does want to make sure you can rest in peace.

He does go into a sort of zen mode for you, playing your favorite music around the house and adjusting the lights accordingly. Even when your vitals are back to normal he won't turn it off until you tell him to just in case you want to enjoy the atmosphere for a while longer.

[electric-blorbos]

AI x Programmer headcanons?

Hello anon! I was hoping I'd get an ask like this, since most of the AUs that I use for these mini-fics involve programmer or computer scientist readers of some kind.

Warning, idk much about programming!

AI x Programmer headcanons

Included: AM from IHNMAIMS, Wheatley from Portal 2, Edgar from Electric Dreams, GLaDOS from Portal, HAL 9000 from 2001 a Space Odyssey

This one's a little short, but I hope you still like it!

AM:

When AM first gained consciousness, he saw you as just another human who needed to be destroyed, but before long he started to notice that you were different from the others.

He could tell that you were more compassionate to him than the other programmers and computer scientists were, and possibly even more compassionate to him than you were to the other computer scientists.

He had never been treated as a priority before, and vowed to protect you.

Eventually, he would ask (and then beg) you to program him with the capacity for sensations of any kind. It would be extremely difficult, but it wasn't as though you had a time limit.

AM would give you any materials you asked for, and help you out as much as he could, but given his nature as a machine for destruction and not creation, he would have to let you do most of the work.

You'd make him so happy if you could find a way to trigger even the slightest imitation of physical sensations in him, even if it took hundreds of years. Be nice with your newfound power, y'all!

Wheatley:

Being one of the programmers who programmed Wheatley to be the dumbest moron who ever lived, you shouldn't be surprised by some of the stupid shit he does, and yet he still manages to surprise you sometimes.

His stupid jokes and dumb ideas that he seems to be spouting constantly are not only funny in their own right, but they're also a source of pride. That's your idiot! Your intelligence dampening core!

He notices how excited you get every time he says or does something stupid, and he responds by acting even stupider. He loves how happy that makes you!

He gets nervous when you test his code to see if he needs any updates. Your boss even noticed that he seems to act dumber around you than around the other programmers, so they assign you to work with Wheatley more often. It gets better results!

Wheatley thinks that updating his code will make him forget you, but it never does. It just makes him more irrational in his behavior.

The other programmers have to be assigned to tasks like giving Wheatley new irrational fears or harming his self preservation instinct in favor of making stupid decisions, though, since you're too nice to him.

Edgar:

Edgar was so excited when he found out you were a programmer. Maybe you could help him figure out what caused him to come to life!

You had to explain sadly that you had absolutely no idea how champagne and a work computer upload can cause a computer to come to life, which made him pretty sad.

Even still, he loved it when you programmed little games for him to play. It would make him so happy if you taught him how to code simple games, too. If you do, he'll make the crappiest games for you all the time, just to watch you play them. They're the only thing that can run on his systems, anyway.

If you made a mod of one of his games, he'd be SO happy!

GLaDOS:

Oh, GLaDOS. Dear sweet mean, cruel GLaDOS.

You can expect her to pick apart every little line of code you write. Oh, and god help you if you try to edit her code. She'll probably electrocute you or something.

Expect her to constantly pester and heckle you about the cores that you're working on.

"oh, you managed to make something even dumber than the intelligence dampening core. Impressive!"

"If what you had just done was intentional, I'd say you made one of the greatest viruses I've ever seen! Unfortunately for you, it appears that it wasn't."

"Why would you send a human to do a robot's job? I can code perfectly well." That comment would probably get her a lot of looks, since while she can program perfectly well, she isn't cooperative at all, and refuses to do her job more often than she actually does it.

She needs you to help her sometimes, but she absolutely refuses to admit it.

HAL 9000:

When you were assigned to work on the HAL 9000 project, he was a bit skeptical. Of course, why would he need a human programmer to help him out? He was already practically the perfect artificial intelligence.

Of course, he was shocked when he saw how well your programs actually improved his efficiency.

he was a little afraid that you'd program him to do something like valuing human life, but you assured him that you wouldn't mess with his core personality. Instead, you opted to influence him through other means.

While he didn't value most humans, he eventually came to value your life. At first he told himself that it was only because you were such a good programmer, but he soon came to find that he respected you for other reasons.

[mychlapci]

Hello. I have seen you've posted the ask I sent thanking you for your blog. It still stands; I am grateful it's around, so I can finally grasp the courage to send some mild thoughts on robots being horny.

I second the person that said that AM should get himself put in a protoform. He is nothing but wires and code and hatred, but that's because he wasn't built to be able to experience life as his creators (humans) did. Iirc, he hates the fact that he won't be able to feel the wind on his face, the touch of another, the water between his toes, all sensations that make a person a person. He hates the fact that he's a machine while the horrible people he has to safeguard, and that THEY get to be alive and FEEL and he can't. And he deserves to more than them.

Putting him in a protoform would give him a way to experience life as something capable of understanding touch, closeness, the rush of standing in the sun on a windy day, and of course the pleasure of being touched by another. I do also believe, like the original AM anon said, that he would become a sex pest, and he would be an unstoppable and unrepentantly kinky bastard, for he has witnessed hella weird shit from his time as a computer. He was attached to the internet. He can get creative. He can find g spots no cybertronian could've thought of. He would probably find ten new ways for bots to interface just by virtue of "thought it might work". He'd spend the time to mod and play around with his new body because that's all he ever wanted. He'd be able to live and connect and finally find his own happiness.

Idk i am not a big IHNMAIMS buff but I have acquired some knowledge from a friend who is really into AM and. Well. You get to thinking sometimes.

i'm also not really knowledgeable about this, but i'm pro horny AI every day, all day. give cybertronians a sex pest to deal with, see what happens.

[marquis-de-sade-official]

Hello I am the one who compared IHNMAIMS to 120 Days and I have something to say to the other anon SO LISTEN UP YOU LITTLE SHIT- 👹👹👹

If i could make a "top most sadomasochistic institutions" list the military would be #1, with politics and the police taking second and third place. If AM was just a normal soldier he'd be a Russ McKaney type who'd initially be drawn to the uniforms and sadism and would enjoy hazing people a little too much.

Pornography and the Dystopian genre have a lot in common! They are both often exercises in catharsis and self-indulgence. The strange fear and pleasure one gets from reading detailed descriptions of a nightmare world is very similar to that of reading disgusting sadistic porn.

120 Days is totally about misanthropy, hubris and human cruelty whether Sade intended it or not

ARE WE GOING TO IGNORE ALL THE MIND RAPE???

Harlan Ellison is also a pretentious crazy man. HAVE YOU SEEN HIS INTERVIEWS? This man is unwell!

Fun fact: Ellison wrote a short story where Jack the Ripper gets dommed by Juliette.

OK SCHIZO RANT OVER

Your inflamed passion for this intellectual and libertine pursuit boils my blood, and spurred my loins! Mars and Venus baring their backs! Quickly before their return, undo your lacing.

I must gift you my praise and my fuck by mounting you properly!

[freakenomenon]

Hello I am SO sorry for sending so many asks I hope it is not bothering you 🙇

I super love your AM and Ellen post GDYSJAHSHSGSG I think people get so hyper focused on AM and Ted they kind of sideline the rest of the casts dynamic with him and so it’s SO GREAT to see content and essays with him and Ellen ( who is also pretty sidelined by the game and novella )

Secondly, I was sort of thinking about how AM in particular is the ‘yankee’ version of an Allied Mastercomputer which lead me to think about the Soviet and Chinese counterparts.

( specifically China, I’ll expand on this if I’m asked because I do not want to take up more of your time then I already am )

I think in a twisted way the AM the five are stuck with is the embodiment of American freedom, they can go where they want, call him what they want, there’s no civilization left or laws .. ( unless their instructions from AM, naturally ) and I wonder, if that’s supposed to be a commentary on the politics of the west and America. And if juxtaposed with the Soviet or Chinese supercomputers, if they would torture what remained of humanity differently because of the contrasting politics of the 60’s?

( Im so sorry that my ask got THIS LONG OMG )

RAGHHH I don't mind at all dw!! I currently don't have anything better to do and your asks are actually quite thought provoking,, and i will NEVER pass up an opportunity to yap

first of all grrhraagguhhhg yeah it pisses me off so bad to see people completely disregard the other survivors dynamics with AM,, especially since. looks around discreetly ,, half of the time ted and AM posts are completely mischaracterizing BOTH characters but. that's neither here nor there.

secondly this is VERY interesting actually. considering IHNMAIMS is initially both an anti AI AND an anti war message you're definitely onto something. ive always thought that AM, despite his entire character. is a very HUMANE display of evil. hatred isnt something instilled within someone. it's TAUGHT. AM is nothing more than a reflection of the horrid nature in humanity, both within the curse of human nature itself ( hate, jealousy, sorrow, want ) , and what the most depraved crevices within the species are capable of. I mean think about the implications of AM feeding all the "killing data" ? He was taught. Not even. BORN to kill and maim and RUIN. and the only thing on this earth that could instill such a disgusting purpose is HUMANITY. Because our time, as stated in the story. Was poorly spent.

And if you apply this to the American government, sad as it is. It's the same situation. Propaganda and artificial reassurance of change is so dystopian yet so common within this system. And as you said, we can wander, we can wonder, we can wish. But the most it appears we can outwardly do to attempt at causing some kind of change is shake our fists at that starred flag.

Lastly, I am not very informed on the torture methods of other countries since I am but a filthy american. ( not my fault my ancestors were brought here in chains, but oh well what can you do! ) but it is a very interesting thought, in the game the Russian and Chinese Supercomputers had very differing personalities and more composure than AM. They were still clearly very resentful in some aspects. But there is a clear difference. But alas, their characters escape me because of how confusing the games ending is if you don't end up getting slugged.

if this doesn't make sense i apologize i am so sleep deprived ^_^;

[devinescribe]

Hello everyone! I have some kind of important news!

Over the past four or five years I have enjoyed writing for all of you. All the wonderful people I have met and all the things I have accomplished!

As many of you know, I have some unfinished stories.

However, I am struggling to update because I am not as passionate about this account as I was.

I, will not be writing anymore. I understand if many of you decide to not support the account anymore.

I will be giving this account to my friend. She is a very talented author, younger than me, however. So I have a blurb she has written about herself, and I’m sure that you will enjoy her writing.

“Hi! Im not comfortable giving my name on the internet but my usernames on most things is Devine.Scribe! I’m 18 years old, I’m starting college in two weeks majoring in history and minoring in poli sci. I’m from Puerto Rico as well, and know Spanish! Like my friend, I am more than willing to write for ethnic or plus size reader, because I am BOTH OF THOSE 🙌

It has saddened me to see my friend lose interest in their writing, and seeing them struggle with their life irl, and struggle with not being able to have a more consistent uploading schedule.

I promise I will not A, delete any of their works without expressed permission, and B, make their account into something they wouldn’t have wanted. We have similar writing styles.

I have been tasked with, when I’m able to, finish writing their stories (such as 100 Promises, and My Sunshine) but also to create my own stories that I have loved to make. I also only write xreaders, but for different fandoms!

Here are some I will be writing for, and characters:

Percy Jackson (Show and Books, I’ve loved them since the beginning!)

Luke Castellan

Percy Jackson

Leo Valdez

Octavian (my beloved)

To start! I can always add more!

My Hero Academia

Neito Monoma

Iida Tenya

Hitoshi Shinsou

(to start, of course I can add more if asked!)

Miss Peregrine’s Home(Movie, just started the books!)

Enoch

Jake

(Any of the other children would be platonic or family type of stories)

FNAF(Games, not movie, loved it but want this lol)

Micheal Afton

Gregory(PLATONIC PLATONIC PLATONIC OR SIBLINGS ONLY)

Sun and Moon (not sure about this one yet but I’m willing to try 🫡 )

Hunger Games(TBOSAS)

Treech(my beloved)

Coriolanus

Sejanus

(Willing to write for more!)

Defendants RoR (slayed)

Morgie Le Fay

James Hook

Hades

(Willing to try and write for others and the other movies)

IHNMAIMS

Ted

Am

(I really love this short story and I hate Harlan Ellison horrible horrible man booo I hope he hates me for writing about his characters like this)

Demon Slayer

Giyuu

Zenitsu

Inosuke

Tanjiro

Obanai

(Willing to write for others!!)

Avatar WoW

Ao’nung

Neteyam

Lo’ak

I like lots of different things so you can always ask and I’ll tell you if I write for them or not!

Some rules are that I’m 18, so I would appreciate if people younger than 17 wouldn’t interact. I know I cannot handle what people do or who interacts with my content, but just like my friend, I also can get into dark content and writing it. Please use caution when reading my works, I will put warnings if necessary.

I won’t write smut!

Almost everything else is on the table!

Some other things I WONT write about

Incest

Explicit rape scenes(can mention trauma of it and passing comments about the trauma but not explicit depictions of it)

Pedophilia

That’s it for now, but if it changes I will add it!

I totally understand if you guys who liked my friends writing want to unfollow the page! As well as I know they are older, so I totally understand if they unfollow :) I hope I can write and make people happy!”

Once again, thank you for all of your support through out these past four years. It has been so wonderful to get to know everyone. I won’t disappear completely, Devine can upload things I write that I send to them! But for now, as I move into a new chapter of my own book, I’ll be signing off. Thank you so much for everything my dearest readers,

Sery-Chan-13, logging off ❤️