Mrs.
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 4, 2015
Deactivation was an interesting state of mind for an android. Humans seemed to think that once deactivated their existence was not, but it was quite the opposite. There was a difference between human sleep, for instance, and death. Deactivation, for her, was only sleep. The time between her production and her first activation seemed only minutes apart, vague images of her dreams still I her mind. She was always human in her dreams.. It was a fun thought.
Once the new Captain had taken the liberty of activating the ship, a top of the line cruiser, the ship's internal program roared to life. In a quick status check all surveillance cameras, equipment monitors, fluids and power levels deemed themselves pristine. After the internal check a blank but feminine voice spoke calmly through the com system. "All systems are running smoothly. Do you need my assistance in personalizing your experience?"
While the system spoke to what was presumably her new Captain the AI was quick to take control of her human body, allowing her to fit in with a crew better, among any other number of creative ideas. A small closet in the control room opened, the robot's room, and she stepped out to address the man "personally".
She was easily five foot seven, with long dark auburn hair and beautifully clear green eyes. Being man-made she was the perfect specimen of a woman. Large breasts, amazing curves, dick sucking lips and so much more. It was a perfection only a machine could hold, and that she was.
The AI unit wore what could only be described as a uniform with no particular brand that was a dull powder blur color, certainly not befitting her beautiful body.
"I am Computer, your personal assistant. " Names, personality, that could all be adjusted in the AI's settings, or by just telling her.