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s e l e c t i ve | i n d i e | h e a d c a n o n / I D W / G1 | - inspired Perceptor of Dead End [18+] written and penned by Indi

[cognosentient]

                           “When you have eliminated all which is impossible,                                                   then whatever remains,                                                    however improbable,                                                     —must be the truth.”                  I N D E P E N D E N T • S E L E C T I V E • H E A D C A N O N                                           IDW / G1 / MARVEL - I N S P I R E D                                     P E R C E P T O R  •  O F  • D E A D  E N D                                              ABOUT | DOSSIER | RULES                                                          penned by Indi

[combaticon]

Happy Shut The Fuck Up Friday. NEVER talk to cops!

[combaticon]

Happy Shut The Fuck Up Friday! Here are 10 Rights Police Don't Want You To Know. Have a safe weekend, and NEVER talk to cops!

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[cognosentient]

Hm. There seems to be a multitude of kinks being shown on the dash today. I’ll be in my lab.

[whitepeopletwitter]

[cognosentient]

@gowithplana

This is Megs and Ops after smoking some of Jazz’s stash while stoned out of their fucking processors. 

[cognosentient]

                           “When you have eliminated all which is impossible,                                                   then whatever remains,                                                    however improbable,                                                     —must be the truth.”                  I N D E P E N D E N T • S E L E C T I V E • H E A D C A N O N                                           IDW / G1 / MARVEL - I N S P I R E D                                     P E R C E P T O R  •  O F  • D E A D  E N D                                              ABOUT | DOSSIER | RULES                                                          penned by Indi

[cognosentient]

He rather thinks that he’d prefer not to know. 

[cognosentient]

The irony is that the most communicative individuals with me so far have been the random masses of pornographic algorithms that have affixed to my account. 

Mm. 

[cognosentient]

He’s somewhat forgotten what his own voice sounds like.

[cognosentient]

I am not certain if it will stint my ability to function. It will indeed free up room for processing complex problems, as well as remove any sort of bias on decision making. According to the parameters of the thought-experiment, a margin of error of 37.56% will be nullified with just one session of editing. 

[lexetordo]

“Except it’s been proven time and time again that emotional rationalization is as important to function as logic and intellect. You’re fooling yourself if you believe anything will be nullified at all.

Not accounting for all factors creates flaws in your own logic. Removing any capacity to rationalize findings, reconsider when a result feels wrong even if it doesn’t look to be so? Hobbles you, and the very data you work with.

Take it from someone who has struggled with this since… for a very long time now. I didn’t do this to myself willingly, but I am here regardless.”

[lexetordo]

“Except it’s been proven time and time again that emotional rationalization is as important to function as logic and intellect. You’re fooling yourself if you believe anything will be nullified at all.

Not accounting for all factors creates flaws in your own logic. Removing any capacity to rationalize findings, reconsider when a result feels wrong even if it doesn’t look to be so? Hobbles you, and the very data you work with.

Take it from someone who has struggled with this since… for a very long time now. I didn’t do this to myself willingly, but I am here regardless.”

[cognosentient]

I am very interested in your facts, so please do not take this as me being facetious. The experimentation and texts I have managed to uncover about the removal and subsequent subjugation of the emotional cortex shows a decided number of pros over the cons.

I have considered that some of the rationalization process will be skewed, but at the time- had narrowed down the margin of error to less than 5%. I fully admit that I am not omnipotent. 

I commiserate with your struggles, and I’m very sorry that you’ve had those experiences. I will take your words into consideration, Prowl. Thank you. 

[the-write-ideas]

Ask my character "How do you feel about ______?" Can be an idea, person(s), place, or thing, and they'll have to answer honestly.

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[cognosentient]

@lexetordo

I would suggest making sure to shut down all non-necessary subroutines first, then isolating the cortex parameters before one can safely remove the center. Otherwise, coding ghosts will continue to multiply and clog up the logic trees even further. 

[lexetordo]

“If you think removing your emotions will solve anything, you’re a fool. All it will do is stint your ability to function, whether you admit to the fact or not. Anyone who tells you it will somehow improve your skill or provide less of a distraction is feeding you nothing but pure bullshit.”

[cognosentient]

I am not certain if it will stint my ability to function. It will indeed free up room for processing complex problems, as well as remove any sort of bias on decision making. According to the parameters of the thought-experiment, a margin of error of 37.56% will be nullified with just one session of editing. 

[cognosentient]

He has of yet to actively do the surgery himself- as he’ll require a medic to shut off certain subroutines that he can’t quite access. He doubts Ratchet will be willing to help him, but that’s quite fine.

There are other qualified medics with far less “scruples.” In the end, the only important thing is the process of Science and the march of its progress. Emotions only work as a bonding agent to certain stratas of society, and amongst other individuals that already had a preliminary bond.

He wonders, perhaps, if Pharma still functions.

[cognosentient]

@lexetordo

I would suggest making sure to shut down all non-necessary subroutines first, then isolating the cortex parameters before one can safely remove the center. Otherwise, coding ghosts will continue to multiply and clog up the logic trees even further. 

[staryglen]

[cognosentient]

It’s rather easy to remove one’s emotional cortex. The subroutines, however, will prove more difficult.

[cognosentient]

Perceptor blinks slowly, somewhat confused about the other’s presence- but not exactly looking at a gift zaphorse in the proverbial oral cavity. Still, slim fingers interlace in his lap- giving Drift his full attention. The cubes are noted, looked at with mild interest- but he doesn’t have much of an appetite.

He lets a flicker of gratitude ripple over his field.

“Apologies,” he murmurs finally, after a moment’s lingering silence. “I’m afraid I have somewhat forgotten most social mannerisms. I’ve been working on my experiment.”

It’s obvious Perceptor almost continues, but a nearly audible click of his jaw cuts off the possible torrent like a dam, and a small rueful smile takes it’s place.

“Appreciated, Drift- but I have already fueled.”

A lie, but not one that anyone would know unless they had managed to hack the security cameras.

“You should partake of it yourself,” that soft tone continues, this time turning the concern back towards the Ex-Decepticon.

[pariahsparked]

A hard life lived in the worst parts of Rodion, existing fueling to fueling on the worst quality of energon and watching others, sometimes even giving up his own in the case of the few he thought more of than himself has imprinted on Drift a sense about people. It isn’t viewing auras or the shift in one’s optics or anything like that.

It’s a certain quiet deference. A way of brushing off care or intention. His audial flares tip back slightly, head tipping, the catlike sharpness of his gaze never wavering.

He closes the box, but he doesn’t put it away. He simply places it carefully on the desk instead.

“I fueled already. When I meditated, this morning.” He, at least, is being perfectly honest. “But I hadn’t seen much of you lately, so I thought I’d stop in.”

[pariahsparked]

A hard life lived in the worst parts of Rodion, existing fueling to fueling on the worst quality of energon and watching others, sometimes even giving up his own in the case of the few he thought more of than himself has imprinted on Drift a sense about people. It isn’t viewing auras or the shift in one’s optics or anything like that.

It’s a certain quiet deference. A way of brushing off care or intention. His audial flares tip back slightly, head tipping, the catlike sharpness of his gaze never wavering.

He closes the box, but he doesn’t put it away. He simply places it carefully on the desk instead.

“I fueled already. When I meditated, this morning.” He, at least, is being perfectly honest. “But I hadn’t seen much of you lately, so I thought I’d stop in.”

[cognosentient]

He’s a far cry from the other’s impoverished beginnings. Forged by mechanisms with more credits than empathy, he’d been designed to be a top-notch scientist with a formidable processor and a decided lack of social mores. Upgrades and learning had been a lonely process, punctuated by sharp words and rebukes.

And even more rarely- praise. 

 He is, perhaps, more terrified of failing than he is dying. 

He is thankful, however, that his “cold” demeanor means that his insecurities stay within their locked confines, rather than spilling out over his face and field. So, it is, perhaps- for both their sakes that Perceptor attempts to break the ice that coats his face and offer a somewhat wan smile.

“Good,” he murmurs. “I am pleased to know that you are sufficiently taken care of. Meditation has never... done much for me. My processor does not know how to shut down, I’m afraid...”

Another click, softer- conjoined with a faint buzz of static as he clears his vocalizer.

“I am appreciative, Drift. Truly. I apologize if I am not demonstrative enough to convey it.”

[a-piece-of-home-deactivated2023]

@cognosentient

"Ah- ehm, please, I.. am sure I can find whatever you need here, but could you perhaps give me the ehm.. less scientific names for the materials you are looking for? I'm afraid I don't know them enough to know which ones you mean."

Anon tried his best to politely stifle the mechs wishes, the string of names being nothing but gibberish to his processor and making his head spin from trying to listen in a concentrated fashion.

He's almost certain someone will be storing what he needs here to sell to the mech- if only he could figure out what he wanted!

"What is it that you are looking for?"

[cognosentient]

Perceptor quietly hands the mechanism a hard copy, plasi-sheet list with the necessary items. Most of them are simple scientific compounds, but the more complicated names are broken down into common monikers.

“I...trust this might suffice?”