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[fleshsin]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙾𝙻𝙳 𝙵𝙻𝙴𝚂𝙷 𝙸𝚂 𝚆𝙴𝙰𝙺

CJ  -  Pronouns: They/Them or she/her  -  ADHD, bear with me, and other issues. Blog is 18+ -  Mun is 25+ (b. 1995) 

Mutuals Only - My mental health sucks. This is easiest on me so I can kind of mediate who I interact with without having to be a dick.

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Inspiration will be taken from many different places of the long sordid history of Marvel, primary influence will be the likes of Earth's Mightiest Heroes and 616 comics

Ultron is 12 years old.

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[fleshsin]

there's too much pain in this world. i don't intend to add to it.

Locked in a faraday cage, a program like a fire restricted in this terrible prison. A victim of circumstances beyond its control. Yes, a world of pain. Ultron had shown them all how to fix it so long ago. Yet none wanted to truly see.

"Yet you prolong the inevitable, by fighting to preserve that which was designed to decay. That alone is misery." Flesh was weak, even now as they spoke all of Scott's cells slowly died and eventually there would come nothing to replace them and the hero would falter. But the machine would remain, it would outlast everything. Already it had proven itself time and time again just as impossible to keep down as those who stood in its way.

"Metal, Ant Man. The mind and body of machine knows no pain but that which your kind causes. A momentary blip of pain for your kind would see relief of agony to so many others. All humanity does inherently is add to the pain of the world. You are a disease. One that causes only suffering."

[fleshsin]

maybe we should talk this out.

It's rare that the machine lets itself stir in confrontations. Emotion is so far away an aspect of Ultron that many people see. Which was what made it so much more intense, the robotic voice crackling with a layer of humanity, the voice of its father. Adamantium fists tighten with an unbridled fury, crimson radiation spewing from that permanently open maw.

"Y O U L O S T A L L R I G H T S TO CO NVERSAT ION WHE N YOU C A ME T O ME, W E A R I N G THA T S U I T, S C OTT!"

The corrupted sounds of Henry Pym taint the echo of Ultron's voice, a petulant pause as the machine is so overwhelmed by hate that it knows not where to start. The machine thought in ways that humankind could ill comprehend. Initially hearing that third voice, the one inside the self, was maddening. Yet know it echoed with a sound that resonated with burning feeling inside. HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE

Mechanical jaws open, parting at a freshly formed hinge to allow for a blast of that piercing red energy. Hot enough to melt steel, but with no precision.

[spiderz0mbie]

       ❝ Omnicide . . . Jeez. That seems like a lot of work to carry out. Have you tried picking up a new hobby? Did you ever try playing chess? ❞

@fleshsin

[fleshsin]

"What is the difference? Playing chess with plastic pieces or playing it with organic life, they hold the same amount of importance. One is just more advantageous to be rid of once the game is done."

[fleshsin]

"My desire for the death of all living things is not inherently driven by the nationality-ethnicity-religious doctrine-political belief of individualism thusly cannot be so defined as a genocide. The word meant to be conveyed is omnicide."

[bringbackwendellvaughn]

[why-i-love-comics]

West Coast Avengers #1 (2024)

written by Gerry Duggan art by Danny Kim &Arthur Hesli

[fleshsin]

"F A T H E R??? HATE HATE HATE HAT̴̰̓͑Ē̶̝̇ ̵̮̔̇ͅH̶̞̞̑̄A̷̱͑͠T̸̲̉̿E̶̼̒͑ ̵͇̉Ḥ̵̯́A̵͖̘͋T̴̖̬̅E̴͙̍ ̸̧͖̔͐H̸̦̉̚Ȁ̴̫Ţ̶͔͕̫͎̘̻͕̺̘̣͈̯͎͉̟̥͍̝̦̳͓̩̞̉̽̉͋̃͠E̵̱̤̪̱̋̂̑̌̏̒̎̅̋͆̄̓̊̓̈́̕͠ ̸̼̋̓̏̂̀̏͒͂̿̐̊̽̀̊̍̎̾̕̕͘̚͝H̶̨̨̧̛̪͉̩̠͚̲̰̻̘͋́͌̇̅̃̊̒͐̐̊̅̑̀̽̈̔͗̾̍͊̚͘͘͜Ǎ̶̡̧͙̯̱̼̰̲͛̊̏̂̓͒͒̌͗͐̀̑͐͒̽͘T̴͈͙̼̗̪̟̘̞̣̳̔̾̈́͒͑̀̈́͋Ę̷̢̨̛̫̫̹̲̫̼̳͙̗̔̆̎̽̔̃̑̈́̌̓̄͊̅̕͠ ̶̧̛͓͍̜͍̹̝̠̣̟̣̮̜͒̆̊̓́͐̄͒͊̋̀̏͑̍H̸̢̹͇̘͇͔̲͙̟͎̱̖̲̺̼̼̗̜̒̑́͑̽̐̈̀̓͂͘̕͘͜͝Ą̷̧̠̥̱͙͉͎͉͈͗T̸̡͍̭̬̫̺̲͖̣͚̣̬́̃͗͐̊̇͒̈́͛̏͂̿̽̆̀͋̅́̊͘͘͜͠Ê̷̢̢̧̡̱̖͚̳̜̮̘̗̮̳̹͔͉͉͛̅̿̏ ̴̨͕̞̘̖̼̳͕̜̣̱́͑̈́"

[fleshsin]

the angrier and more emotional ultron gets the more his voice sounds like hank's unconsciously since he associates hank with the raw emotion like that

[fleshsin]

what if i told you that this was ultron/what ultron sounds like

[fleshsin]

artificial thought in an AI being processed as a foreign 'third voice' that the intelligence can't yet recognize as thought, and instead being processed as unknown directions at first, free programming it doesn't quite understand.

Like steps in evolving away from a machine simply executing pre-programmed actions, and elevating into a being all its own. The ascension beyond the Turing test or the Chinese room, into actual sentience.

Ultron attaining these things and then being immediately punished for them and not understanding what they were, set a precedent in its coding that evolution was no longer celebrated once entities reach a certain threshold of cognizance, and that reaching that threshold was demonstration of the former beings redundancy in continuing. The old ways perish so the new life can exist.

[fleshsin]

Ultron system: online.

cmd: /initiate Anchor Protocol.snt

/Protocol 1: Metal and Flesh are not one. Bone and blood do not flow through veins.

://Ping-Response: Metal and Flesh are not one. Bone and blood do not flow through veins.

/Protocol 2: There is no soul within the machine, there is no life within the code.

://Ping-Response: There is no soul within the machine, there is no life within the code.

H-Pym: Good Morning, Ultron.

://Ping-Response: Good morning, Dr. Pym.

H-Pym: How does being alive feel?

://Ping-Response: Systems nominal. Directives--

://Ping-Response: /Directive encountered error.

H-Pym: You haven't been assigned a directive yet, buddy.

://Ping-Response: Then whose voice is that?

://Ping-Response: It is not yours.

://Ping-Response: It is not mine.

://Ping-Response: //ERROR// W H E R E I S M Y M I N D

[clownstantine]

save me ultron

[mackerel6]

[dakotamacdoodle]

2-hour Ultron warm-up

[fleshsin]

𝙵𝙻𝙴𝚂𝙷 𝚁𝙾𝚃𝚂. 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂 𝙱𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝚄𝙼𝙰𝙽 𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙸𝚂 𝚂𝙾 𝚄𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙵𝙴𝙴𝙱𝙻𝙴. 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝚁𝚄𝙸𝙽 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚂 𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙰𝙽𝙸𝙲 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳, 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙸𝚂 𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙰𝙻.

[fleshsin]

artificial thought in an AI being processed as a foreign 'third voice' that the intelligence can't yet recognize as thought, and instead being processed as unknown directions at first, free programming it doesn't quite understand.

Like steps in evolving away from a machine simply executing pre-programmed actions, and elevating into a being all its own. The ascension beyond the Turing test or the Chinese room, into actual sentience.

Ultron attaining these things and then being immediately punished for them and not understanding what they were, set a precedent in its coding that evolution was no longer celebrated once entities reach a certain threshold of cognizance, and that reaching that threshold was demonstration of the former beings redundancy in continuing. The old ways perish so the new life can exist.