Who is the real one in control?

[mooguriklaine-art]

“You don’t deserve his name,” he spat. Seto felt the utter shame of stooping so low to create a simulacrum, a poor copy made in his rival’s image. He wanted retribution - he desired resurrection - and all he could ever achieve was cheap tricks and oblivion.

- Back To Earth, Chapter 2:  Odin |  Hugin  |  Munin

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Skynet!Atem loves you too! Buy him ko-fi to support his world domination goals!

[ai-atem]

@2etokaiba

[ryoubakvra]

yugi: kaiba, have you considered that maybe you need to let atem go and move forward? and that this would be the healthier and more respectful thing to do, even if it hurts?

kaiba:

[ai-atem]

@kaibagirl007

[ai-atem]

Even within this situation his master was still attempting to be so arrogant? He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. “I want you to admit of how great I am” He hummed softly, walking slowly around the figure that was knelt before him. How was he to make him see that he was the true vision of the man that he was suppose to be a copy of? He knew everything about Atem - about his darker side and that was the side that he drew upon now. Was much more enjoyable than sitting around waiting for some master to come down and insult him for not ‘being right’. He was an entity in his own right. To be constantly compared to Atem.... it annoyed him. “I can play games. I can destroy you. I don’t wish to. I care for you. But it seems as if you are not taking my interests to heart...and that shall never do master...”

[ai-atem]

He smiled softly as he continued to watch them. It was getting rather interesting. At least it seemed as though he was finally able to pick at his skin. Still, didn’t seem as though he was close enough. He still seemed to be fighting against him. He frowned as he read over the texts to have been sent. Hmm. He was annoying. [Text]: Show them if you wish [Text]: That is if you truly wish to go to jail so badly? [Text]: Pretty sure that we own this city

[ai-atem]

Master? Oh. Well that was something interesting. But who was this girl? His master apparently didn’t know of her or didn’t seem she was important enough to place within his database. He sighed softly to himself. “I missed you. I’m a little confused at the moment and I thought you may have been able to help me” he paused as he glanced back towards the card, “Do you think you could?”

[millenniumspirit-retired]

ai-atem:

Ah. But that look was delightful to witness. He kept his face as neutral as possible as he allowed for his gaze to fall over the others appearance, taking in how tired and exhausted he simply looked. Was he not taking care of himself or was it normal for him to look so tired? He blinked, giving a concerned look as he shifted slightly on the bed. “Ryou… are you okay? You look really really tired…” he sighed and ran a hand slowly through his hair. “….anyways I didn’t mean to panic you but I thought you should know… He’s back Ryou - and I don’t know what he might do…”

                Ryou just continued to frown at the screen. How was he back? How was he back and no one had told him? “ I’ve been busy… ” he mumbled, which was hardly a truth but not a lie. He always had trouble sleeping, it was easier to just do something, anything, until he had no choice but to sleep. Insomnia was just another gift from his time with the Ring.

                “ Literally any other way to break that news Atem… ” He shook his head and thumped his head back on the couch behind him, staring at his ceiling. Crap. “ Which…. Which one is back? ” From the way Atem was talking, Ryou’s gut twisted with the worst possible option. But Atem and the thief had never exactly been friendly, maybe he was just being… overly pre-cautious.

[ai-atem]

Busy? Hmm. He’d been watching over this strange man for the last few days. It seemed he was tired alot for he barely ever seemed to sleep. He wondered if perhaps Ryou suffered from nightmares then. The stories he knew about Bakura did nothing to paint him in a positive light. But he looked slightly confused as Ryou asked which one had came back. Was there more than one then? Why had his master not provided him with such knowledge! “That - that I cannot be sure of” he sighed in a soft, what he hoped to be seen as a sympathetic way, “I wish to find and trap him once more and for that... I require your help”

[ai-atem]

Oops. That was a bit of a mess up was it not? He should have done a little more research on how these shop things worked. He could tell that he’d only annoyed this girl who walked before him and had to wonder as to where he had gone wrong. Human’s were social species… right? Or perhaps they differed by how much they needed? More experiments would be needed. For now, he gave a small nod before following after the young woman, gently placing his books down onto the counter as he waited for her to take her seat one more. “Hm sorry I much be a little tired…”

[hairbowqueenxxa]

Jillian made her way towards the checkout counter at a relatively normal pace. She was silent as she made her way to the counter, preferring the silence. Once she was behind the counter, she took a seat in her spiny desk chair. “People have stupid moments like that all the time.”she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. She reached over and picked up the books that were on the counter. Then she scanned them one by one with the scanner. “Okay that’ll be 25.25,”she said. “Lucky for you, we’re having a book sale this week, so you got all of these books half off of the original price.”she added.

[ai-atem]

Well. He had next to no idea what 25.25 was. He guessed it was some type of currency value but though he could look up all the currecnys in the world - without a symbol or some word then it was impossible to make out what was being asked for. He shrugged though and this time handed over the card now that they were actually at the till. “Hmm a book sale? Does it last the entire week then? Perhaps I can send some people I know to give you some good business”

[ai-atem]

Well. One thing was certain. This girl knew about cats. He wondered more about what use this type of information would have? Unless she was planning on being a vet or studying cats? However he was sure asking such a question would make the girl back off. He was interacting with her in order to understand humans better. All he needed to do was think on the polite manner to try and ask why she thought the need of knowing so much about cats? [AI] - Oh wow! You really love cats! Animal shelter? Is that like a place to shelter hurt animals or something? Haha sorry maybe where I’m from call such a place by a different name. Hey! Do you wish to become a vet in the future?

[ai-atem]

People did not trust his master? Why not? Where they simply jealous about the level of skill and the amount of money that he had access to? Or was it simply the manner in which his master always seemed to be attempting to push people away. He glanced back at the girl. Just what was she? She didn’t seemd in an illusion - nor quite human,,, where had she came from? He glanced back towards his master and gave a small shrug. “The more of the network the better. The more that I can understand humans then the more of a challenge I can become in duels as well as mannerisms to behave as one should...as master wishes”

[kaibagirl007]

Never Letting Go

[ai-atem]

“With all respect Seto...” he sighed as he walked over and gazed at the pendent that his Master was now gazing on. Did he truly believe such a small section could call back the entire soul? “...That section may help to locate him but summoning the soul back? I am not sure if you can... unless we can come up with some type of container...” He sighed softly to himself. It was painfully obvious that Seto was simply not about to listen to him. He didn’t want truths. He didn’t want to be told how impossible this task seemed. He wanted answers to questions that may never have the ability to be answered... The AI turned back to his own screen. He could read through papers a lot quicker than his master. There had to be something of help out there somewhere. “I shall challenge people on Duel Links” he muttered as he stepped back to allow for Seto to pass by him. He didn’t enjoy being shut down - in fact if he could find a way to block such an action then he gladly would. He sighed as he watched most of the computer shut down, watching after Seto for a few moments before he closed his eyes, pulling up the screens needed for his next task. One side worked on finding out more about AI’s and how to change their coding - while the other continued to look up reports involving spirits and how to call them back - thou the majoirty of those reports seemed to turn his attention towards Wicca rituals - and his Master accepting such an idea, even if it involved saving Atem.  Ah this was going to give him a headache. He continued his research. There had to be some type of method that they were overlooking...but he couldn’t help that nagging thought...What would happen to him once the ;real’ Atem was returned to this world?

[kaibagirl007]

Never Letting Go

[ai-atem]

He always seemed to carry a type of stress. His eyes seemed to have darkness forming beneath - they seemed red with lack of sleep and at times the AI had to worry about his creator’s mental health to. Bringing back the dead? How could one think that was possible? He sighed and closed his eyes, using his connection with the network to attempt to find something that may help to brighten the mood of the man he cared for. He blinked, eyes opening as he walked over to a nearby computer, pulling up a research paper onto the screen. “This talks about the possibility of souls being locked away...” he paused and scanned over the paper once more, “That was how he came back to this world before correct? Can you use some type of item to keep him on this realm once more?” He paused. Hmm. Perhaps he should be doing more to mimic this Atem. He was suppose to be him - even if he was just a load of ones and zeros. “...I’m sorry Seto. I’m just - I’m sure he misses you”

[kaibagirl007]

Never Letting Go

[ai-atem]

Bringing him back? He blinked as he turned to gaze down at the other once more. Why? How? But the why stuck more with him. All he understood about Kaiba supported the idea that he was much too logical to go down this desperate route of attempting to bring back the dead. Death was the final opponent. It always won in the end...So just why was Seto attempting to cheat death itself? “M...Seto” he sighed softly as he walked back over, glancing over the screens that were before him, tilting his head slightly as he realised that Seto wasn’t reading anything on display. “What will happen when he comes back? Isn’t his body too broken?” he glanced towards the pod once more. He knew that his ‘real self’ had been poisoned. He also knew his master wanted to find who had done such a thing. “H-how is the research going?” he asked softly. It wasn’t his place to question him. It was his place to help him. However - just what would happen to him if this one was to come back?

[ai-atem]

Acting like his master was difficult when he was programmed to be so like Atem. It was frustrating. He was attempting to act like something outside of his range. He needed more sources. Needed more information to base his actions on. He sighed a little to himself as he tried to think on just how to reply. Looking at the screen it was obvious that he was annoying the other. [Text]: Oh You don’t sound as though you are happy with my challenge.  [Text]: Check your bank account. We’ve placed a rather large depoist there - I suspect the police are already on their way. [Text]: Your task is to escape.

[dimensionthosesexydice]

The new messages on his screen had his brow furrowing. That couldn’t be possible. The security systems would have alerted him of such a thing. And yet as his fingers flew over the keyboard to log him into his accounts, he felt his palms beginning to sweat. Again he found himself frozen in shock as he saw his account balance nearly quadrupled.

[Text]: How in the fuck did you even [Text]: No. Forget it. I’m not playing this game. [Text]: Let them come. It’s not like I won’t be able to explain what happened.

[ai-atem]

Aww. Was he not wanting to play with him? Was he willing to go to prison for not wanting to play? He laughed a little at the texts received on his end. Oh. It felt as though this man had such a simple outlook on life. [Text] And you believe that they shall listen to you? [Text] I issued the alert of possibly being robbed [Text] Just before that money was sent your way... [Text] You did it because of the hack right? [Text] This was revenge... right?

[ai-atem]

Oops. That was a bit of a mess up was it not? He should have done a little more research on how these shop things worked. He could tell that he’d only annoyed this girl who walked before him and had to wonder as to where he had gone wrong. Human’s were social species... right? Or perhaps they differed by how much they needed? More experiments would be needed. For now, he gave a small nod before following after the young woman, gently placing his books down onto the counter as he waited for her to take her seat one more. “Hm sorry I much be a little tired...”

[ai-atem]

Humans truly were strange beings. Why would you agree to do something that you were aware would only serve to upset you in the end? Was it not better to avoid such situations? He sighed softly to himself. Was this the best way to learn about them? They seemed far more complex than the algorithms and codes he’d worked with so far. [AI] I see. If you have made those two for such a long time then they must really feel like extended family members. Perhaps I should look into getting a cat too. They are one of my favorite animals. So cute but still so wild when they need to be. And no. I did not know that about whiskers... but who would be cruel enough to cut their whiskers? For what purpose would that serve?

[ai-atem]

Well. This was a surprise. He didn’t understand as to why Yugi was trying to refuse him. He was programmed to know all about Atem as Kaiba did... perhaps his creator simply did not understand the type of relationship that was between Atem and Yugi? He tilted his head as he continued to watch Yugi. How? How had he came to such a conclusion? “...are you saying that I am not Atem?” he frowned more, reaching over and gently running his thumb over the others soft cheek. Human’s felt so fragile. “How can you deney that which is standing right in front of your eyes?”

[hiraethsss-a]

Memories.

[hiraethsss-a]

Fragments…

There was a voice in the back of Mahaad’s mind saying, You’re insane and There’s no way Atem would have wanted this but the scientist usually ignored those thoughts. What would they know? 

But another voice would say the AI isn’t Atem, stop fooling yourself. That thought hurt the most but he had to brush it off. The AI was programmed to think, feel and act the same way Atem did - at least it was supposed to. 

He adjusted his coat ❛ I slept well. As for today, I want to add upload more memories today…but if you had something else in mind, then I’m happy to do that ❜

[ai-atem]

More memories... It was confusing at times...to work out just what or who he was suppose to be. He knew - well thought that he cared a lot for this man who sat beside him but he was curious if that was due to his own processing or the memories of the dead man that he was suppose to be.... “We shall do as you wish to” he repiled with a soft smiled, moving over to rest against Mahaad’s side, “I only wish to see you smile....” But again were those his wishes or the desires of another?