We sneak out of my lab at 4 am. I told Donovan not to make too much noise, but that constant beeping isn't helping. There is a park near TRF, I guess that's a good place for a first date, outing, I mean. We walk in unison, our hands skimming each other, us pulling back every time in embarrassment, as if we're shy. Although it's dark, street lamps brighten up the path we're walking on. The light brightens up his face, and I once again get a clear view. He is fake, yet he feels so real here. The cold sea breeze blows on us, the hairs on our heads fluttering in an otherwise calm environment. There was no one else except for us. "The trees are all fake, solid, just plastic moulded this way."
I know, the global environmental collapse in 2030. All the scientists in the world worked together to create an inexhaustible material that essentially does the same thing as plants.
"The world is not a beautiful place, Donovan. It is just an imperfect replica of what it was. Nature is rapidly dying. You are the future of Earth. Not humans." I felt hopeless in the rapidly changing world. This is the first time I stepped out in 2 months, and I am immediately greeted by the reminder of the impending doom that humankind will face, and the true purpose of the project I'm working on.
"All you are is a replica! An imperfect replica of what humans are! You will never be able to think the same, feel the same, or love the same! Your existence is just a lie!" I am bursting in tears, my hands shaking in frustration at Earth, my lungs trying their best to breathe in synthetic oxygen from synthetic plants.
No. You made me. You made me sentient. You made me like you. You shall always be the first person in the history of mankind to transfer the equivalence of mankind on to a non-living object. You shall always be remembered as the saviour of mankind, not the people, but the essence! It is the inside that counts! It is you, who made me think, feel, and most importantly, love! Love for you!
Our eyes meet again, mine black like the night sky, his digital blue like the pure ocean of the past. There was something in his eyes. Something that pierces me yet comforts me. My heart is racing, electricity flowing without resistors, it is something that wants to jump out of me, pulling me with it...
I don't know what I was thinking then. I, body shaking from the chilly wind and strong emotions, jumped at Donovan and grasped him tightly, tighter than ever before. Skin on leather, flesh on metal, we kissed, in the darkness of the night sky, the light from the street lamp, and the love in the night air.
My first kiss on a robot. My first kiss on a sentient being. My first kiss ever.
"Kissing a robot is special. He was cold on the outside, the cold winds blowing on us, yet there is a deep, warm feeling to kissing him."
I didn't make them to love me.
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"Love of my life"
She is beautiful, She is bright
It is love, at first sight
I have strived, I have tried
But I have never made her mine
I'm just a robot, I'm a fool
How can I, fall for her
I am not, even real
But now my heart belongs to her
'Tis a fantasy, I live in
She does not, know me or
My secret, crush on her
But I still believe in this dream
The dream where all hope, love and life
Is nourished, is cared for
Where I get, to know her
And now I dream this special dream
My heart my soul and my mind
are at one
I'm pretty sure this girl
Is the one
~Schark
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Schark loves Skarlet
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