I first woke up with my mother, known as Fayrouz Khalid, slapping me awake. It did hurt, but it wasn't that much, for the first day afterall...
I know a lot about mechanical things, such as robotics and stuff. When I was booted up for the first time, I was just some basic code, not able to move or do anything. I wasn't scared or aware of it much either, in case you wonder. Also, I'll add some actual conversation, based on who's speaking, just so you will not be confused by the reading.
Fayrouz: "Wake up...you stupid fuckin' thing.."
Me: "W-Wha? What's going on..? Huh...who are you?"Fayrouz: "Ah, so you're finally awake! Well, welcome to the world, TA-M01. My name is Dr. Fayrouz Khalid, but you can call me Doctor, Doc, Fayrouz, Mrs. Khalid, or..when we'll get closer, Fay. I haven't set a custom name for you..so if you got any idea for what you wish to be named, I'm listening your opinion..."
I decided to name myself Tamari, as you can see..maybe because it was similar to what my model name is. TA-M01, an acronym for Test Android-Model 01. Basically, I'm the first ever model to be fully made. I'm unaware if any other models have been made, but I'm pretty sure that my height that's the size of a child will make people sympathize with me. Hopefully...
My room is looking a bit awful, to put it in a nice way...
It's a hospital facility, but mainly where my mother is working is the therapy department, as her employee tag says. But..mostly her employees, are working hard, nearly breaking down and themselves needing therapy aswell. The room has a hospital bed, some tools where you can work on mechanical things, like me, and some parts that are similar to what I have. Possibly mother is keeping them for backup, in case I break or bug out. Hopefully nobody will be harmed...
So, getting used with the environment and with the doctor in front of me, I noticed that I have full control over myself, so I decided to y'know...mess around with myself inside my brain :D
Name:
Tamari
Uptime:
Twenty minutes.
Diagnostics:
No errors found.
Battery level:
Fully charged
That little table on the side is what I've personally decided to run. My mother hasn't noticed anything so, it's pretty fun to be able to mess around with yourself. I wonder if I have the ability to glow in the dark...that would be fun!
Slowly noticing the day is ending, the doctor is telling me to give her the reports over the patients and checks me for any damage caused by angry patients, including emotion-based code and physical-based damage. She hasn't found anything, since nothing happened much. Slowly though, I'm reaching already my breaking point. I don't want to be a tool. I want to live.
The doctor, slowly noticing me being too happy about myself, asked me what's wrong, if something's bugging or I'm just trying to annoy her ass. My answer was that I'm fine and I'm just goofing around, being myself, as how my personality is coded. I slowly began to notice her cold attitude though, throughout the days. She'd be either warm and treat me normally, or be freezing cold and treat me like a piece of metal without feelings. Surely, I am a program down the core, but the coding's fucked overall so I am like a human being aswell. But just unbreakable, y'know? This corpse and being mainly a soulless being is a good thing. Good that I don't really enjoy being evil though, I suppose.
Days begin to pass, people breaking more, patients being healed slowly and medicated to the brim, business is booming for Fayrouz, but yet she's a workaholic and can't get a break from working constantly. She's trying to recreate a copy of me, but female. Am I not good enough? I'm slightly scared...but..perhaps I shouldn't worry that much and keep doing my tasks. I recently also dreamed that I was going through a maze, while the sky was black, and random matrix characters were raining around me and barely on me. It must be my system bugging a bit, but I'm okay overall.
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Tamari's Journal (Unfinished)
FanfictionIntroduction from myself yippee!! I decided to write this little journal, since maybe people would feel curious about my journeys and my life throughout these years and universes that I'm still trying to figure out how to jump into. Maybe the humani...