A Proclivity Robot

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Dream had made a robot. One of the first of its kind and the only of its kind. Dream sent it to a friend he knew back in high school and then he got the robot back (take note. That's why George asks Dream a few strange questions at times, because of the old friend from high school). The robot was just like a human and needed to do everything that a human would do. Besides one thing and that one thing being love. George was its name. George is called a proclivity robot. A proclivity robot can only be made by Dream (he has the one technology in the world that the other people in the world can never get. I will not go into detail about that (because I am lazy lol), but there are no duplicates of George. He is one of a kind) and Dream didn't feel like making any more after a made George. It took him a total of five years to get George up and running and he was the definition of perfect in Dreams eyes. This takes place like ten years into the future I guess. 

George is just like a human. He needs to eat, he needs to shower and he needs to do everything we do as humans. One thing Dream could not program George to do was love. It took time and George had his freedom (more or less) and he got to chose who he wanted to date or love or get married to. Other than that George has all the rights that basic humans have. George stands at about 5"6 and he weighs about 130 pounds. George had pale skin and dark freckles that littered his skin. Dream added that feature, because he wants the robot to feel more human and because he has freckles. George had dark brown hair that was always swooped into a cute style. George was pretty slim and had an "ideal" body in the eyes of this messed up society (the ideal body is an hourglass, but nobody knew how to master the hourglass figure). George's eyes were a pale blue color because if he powered down in public or just in general his eyes would turn a white color. The pale blue looked exactly like the white, just a little more humanly. George wore flowy clothing and other loose things because Dream needed to be able to power him off and power him back up again. George needs to be powered down at least twice I week or his system will do something strange. Dream always inspects him to make sure George is doing well. George preferred tight clothing, but it all depended on the day and if he had been powered off the day before or not. That's all we need to know about George and Dream. I hope you all enjoy this a lot. The prompt and information are a bit long, so I am sorry about that.

A tendency to choose or do something regularly; an inclination or predisposition toward a particular thing. That's what proclivity means. This is my imagination running wild, so I hope you enjoy this strange thing I came up with.

Hi, welcome this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated

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(George has a bad habit of calling Dream master, because why not). Both Dream and George were sat in the dining room eating food. It was lunchtime and this was around the time George would be powered off because Dream didn't do it yesterday. George had finished his food a few minutes after Dream had finished his. "You know what time it is George?" Dream asked with a smile. "Shutting downtime," George said with a pout as he walked over to Dream. George always got sad when he got switched off, he wanted to see everything that was going on in the world around him at all times. George didn't need sleep, but when Dream would sleep he would be powered off, or sometimes he could stay up and explore the house, but he was never aloud outside the house unless without Dream, and Dream always stayed inside, so that was rarely. "Exactly! Are you ready or no?" Dream asked. Dream always asked for consent to shut George off (as should you people), because he respected George as a human despite him not being fully human. "Yep!" George said in a faint tone of voice as he lifted up his see-through white shirt. (Did I mention his shutting down button and system checker is on his lower back? No, I didn't, so there you go). "May I pull your pants down just a bit I can't click on the button?" Dream asked George. George nodded as Dream did so. "You will be powered back on in a few minutes don't worry," Dream said, and just like that George had completed shut down and he had fallen along with it (because that's what happens when George's body shuts down). Dream picked George up laid him across his lap. He pressed on the blue button and a screen popped up in the air. Dream looked to see if there was anything wrong with the system. There was a blinking light around George's torso area (the screen that popped up in the air, it is basically a map of George's body). Dream clicked on the blinking light. It showed a thought that George had thought early today and the day before that and so on and so on. It was the same thought and it kept going to George's heart. Usually, the thoughts stayed in his brain, so that's why it was strange to Dream. "Will, I ever feel love?" Was the thought that kept popping up. Dream felt instantly guilty, he wasn't exactly sure how to program George to love someone. He knew how to program him to love a specific person and he didn't want to do that. He'd have to ask George when he woke up what he wanted to do. Dream clicked on the blue button on George's back and then the screen disappeared and George had gained life in his body once again. "Good morning master," George said as he stood up in front of Dream. "Good afternoon George," Dream said with a smile. "It's the afternoon?" George questioned. "Yes it is silly, we had lunch remember," Dream said. Dream always had to remind George what they did twenty minutes before he powered off.  "Oh yes! I remember now," George said as he fixed his shirt. The two sat in silence for a bit. "Hey George, I have a question," Dream simply said. "Yes?" George answered back. "When I shut you off and I checked your system and there was a red light near your torso. It kept blinking, so I clicked on it. The same thought kept popping up in your heart area. It was will, I ever feel love. I felt bad because I could only program you to love a certain person and you couldn't choose that person, so that's why you can't feel love," Dream said sadly as he looked down. "That's fine master," George said with a small smile.  They sat in silence once more. Dream then finally breaks the silence and says "I'm the only person you see on a regular basis, so I would have to program you to fall in love with me and I don't really want to do that unless you want to." George thought about it for a bit. Dream was his creator, his master, the person who gave him life, he was his protector and Dream was handsome at that. "Your blushing? I didn't program that," Dream whispers to himself. Dreams eyes went wide. Was George thinking of someone and blushing, because of them? "Why do I feel warm when I look at you master?" George asked in a clueless tone of voice. It couldn't be. Dream didn't remember programming George to love someone, he would have, but he didn't know how to. "It's love George," Dream said as tears ran down his face. George gasped. He has been physically alive for years, but he's never been this happy. George jumped onto his master's lap (god this master part is weird as hell. George is just going to say something absolutely out of the blue and yeah that is it) and hugs him. "Really?" He says after he was done hugging Dream. "Yes, George really (I really want to end here, but I will make it a little bit longer)," Dream said with a small smile. He never thought in his whole life that his creation would be this advance. It had been Dreams dream (see what I did there) ever since he was a young chap to make a robot and have it be just like a human. George was that dream come true for him. "Wait one second. I will be back," George says as he gets up and runs up the stairs. After a few minutes, he walked back down the stairs and told Dream to close his eyes. Dream did as he said and closed his eyes. George walked into the living room. "You can open them now," George said as he stood in front of Dream. Dream opened his eyes and was a little shocked.  He had on a black see-through crop top and some abnormally short shorts, but Dream wasn't looking down there, because yeah. "It looks nice," He stuttered out. " Mr. SapNap said you enjoy when I am-," George was rudely interrupted by Dream. "Let's not talk about Sapnap right now," Dream said as he blushed a bit. "Oh, okay! Well, can we go into the backyard and we can play with cat," George said with a smile. Dream was confused and nodded. Why did he say cat so robotic like? I guess we'll never know.

I am going to end it off there because I want to finish some of your requests today. Sorry, I didn't post this weekend. I had a debate tournament the whole day on Saturday and Sunday I was really tired because I pulled an all-nighter the day before the debate tournament, so yeah. I will probably continue you this because it's actually a really good prompt and all that. Anyways toodles!

Ya, that's about it. If anybody actually reads this, you request if you want. Bye and always remember this is a safe place for you to be yourself and love who you are. So I hope you have slept well, eaten enough today, staying hydrated, and getting enough time outside. This is now your happy place. If someone ever reads this, tell me how your day was. Well and another daily reminder that you are a beautiful smart little muffin and I hope you have a wonderful day/night or evening, whatever you prefer. And feel free to request if you want. But I only do fluff, because my heart can't take pain right now. /) have a nice day and stay safely hydrated.

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