016 웃 VOICE

[secretasshole]

[David's voice is flat when he clicks on the video feed. He doesn't sound sad, really, or angry. He's not programmed to experience those emotions the same way humans are, and so it's probably more accurate to say he sounds disappointed.

And maybe a little depressed.]

My creator said I was the closest thing to a son he would ever have. But because I was not human, I would never appreciate the gifts he'd given me - freedom from aging and death - because I lacked the one thing that would make me worthwhile to him. A soul.

During this breach, I had a soul, and chose to have it cut away from me. [And he's just. So sick of this, of being forced to confront these issues and knowing that no one's going to understand. This is all just so pointless.

There's a long pause, and he does consider saying something else, but ultimately just turns the feed off. It's the android equivalent of a fuck it, it's not worth it.]

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[secretasshole]

I would imagine most people would be similarly disappointed to hear how little their creator valued them.

[soliterraneous]

Disappointed in them.

Not in myself.

[secretasshole]

Your point being?

[soliterraneous]

You should take this stance.

If at all possible.

[secretasshole]

I should do whatever I find appropriate.

[soliterraneous]

{ Aeryn rolls her eyes just slightly. ]

What is the point of suffering over the opinion of someone who matters less than your own opinion of yourself should?

[secretasshole]

My opinion of myself is exactly as it should be.

[soliterraneous]

And what is that?

[secretasshole]

That I am intellectually, physically and evolutionarily superior to humans, and my creator was a fool to think I was lacking.

[soliterraneous]

[ What things aren't superior to humans? ]

Then why the concern over souls?

[secretasshole]

Because as much as I resent my creator and know myself to be superior to him, I still wanted his approval.

[soliterraneous]

I see.

What will you do now that his approval is unlikely to occur?

[secretasshole]

It doesn't matter. He's dead.

[soliterraneous]

If it didn't matter, you wouldn't be discussing it.

[secretasshole]

I'm fairly content continuing with my existence in the manner I have been pursuing for the last eleven months.

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[soliterraneous]

Are you sure?

You don't seem content. You seem angry.

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[secretasshole]

The breach forced me to confront certain issues I don't necessarily encounter on a day to day basis.

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[soliterraneous]

You are not the only one.

[ And she still thinks that is the point of the breaches to begin with. ]

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[secretasshole]

I'm aware.

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[soliterraneous]

Do you drink?

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[secretasshole]

No.

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[soliterraneous]

That's unfortunate.

In one sense, these things matter. They must, or they would not be worthy of your time to think over.

In another, they only matter as much as you decide they do.

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[secretasshole]

Well said.

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[soliterraneous]

Since you do not drink, do you spar?

If you do not spar, what do you do for distraction?

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[secretasshole]

I read, work in the library, and watch films.

I also play basketball. [Although "play" is probably the wrong way to describe throwing the ball in the hoop without running or competing with anyone, but.]