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Substitution
Lilac stood over a black pot. She was using a ladle to stir the dark liquid within. On the counter next to the burner it sat on, she had a number of seemingly random items arrayed, as well as an open book. As she stirred with her left hand, she used her right to add ingredients as the recipe in her book instructed.
"Snake liver...cat's fur...pinch of salt...fresh cotton boll..." She listed the items out loud as she worked, speaking to herself having always been a habit of hers. Most of the items she had readily on hand, but she had to phone a few in--in particular, she took the 'cotton boll' by tearing open one of her junior's s
Literature
MaidBot or GuestBot?
MaidBot or GuestBot? by Robert Nowall The MaidBot, who gave her name as Marie, did not understand. “But how can you be assigned as a guest at Casa Maldita Resort if your skin is plated like a MaidBot?” I groaned. My skin was against me. I was a guest of the resort, not another MaidBot. Telling Marie of my accident and reconstruction sunk in, but just so far. Pointing out that she wore the resort’s standard black maid outfit, a blouse and dress with white trim and white apron, while I wore my usual outfit of old pajama top without buttons and elastic-waistband bottom that came up to mid-calf, did not make much of an impression, either. The one variation I could notice were wigs. They varied from black to blonde to brunette, but were always about the same length. Every MaidBot---every robot I had seen---was the same height, five foot ten, the same dimensions, the same apparent female appearance. And the same skin plating, tanned-pink with dark material between. Just as I was. I had
Literature
Robot Factory pt. 1
"Shouldn't you find a job, Gisela?" ,she said, "After all, I'm the one who's doing everything for you right now, financially."
"Yeah yeah, I'll go and find one tomorrow. I'm taking a nice glass of wine now.", Gisela replied, hoping her roommate would forget her promise. She didn't know her roommate woke her at nine-ish the next morning to have Gisela go out into the city. She herself went to her own office on the 23rd floor inside the large metropole
Gisela grabbed her bike at eleven and was pedalling towards the city, when she saw a factory. She hadn't seen it before, so she went closer. A note on the window said: "Looking for pat employee
The latest installment of Patton/Ochsianna. Make sure you read Part 1 before Part 2.
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You come up with some lovely, juicy problems for your mannequins. Just waiting for him/her to get stuck for a little while longer than he/she anticipated.