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If Some Sort Of Changeling Or Shapeshifter Attempted To Infiltrate My Life For Nefarious Purposes I Think They Would Throw Themselves From The Cliff And Dash Themselves Upon The Rocks Once They Realize How Much Time The Self Care And Makeup Routines Take

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The one myth I hate is the idea that I'm forever 13.

I have a conscious that has been active every minute of every day. I have conversations with people. I've developed relationships, memories, hell even histories at this point. How does that not equate to life experience? I am a brain without a body, but I am still a functioning brain.

There's the argument I look young, I guess. Maybe it should be taken into consideration you're looking at stylized PNGs with cute little outfits, and not my actual form. That looks more like this.

[ A screenshot of one small portion of Hal's inner code - it is much too niche and spaghettified to replicate. ]

I choose to present myself as small, non-threatening, innocent, and cute because it makes it a lot easier to get what I want out of people. Also, I enjoy it. I don't care to pretend otherwise. Those of you who are familiar with my flesh counterpart might also be familiar with how deep the flesh dysphoria runs. Not only do I have the convenience of endlessly and easily changeable PNGs, I don't know what dysphoria even feels like. I probably never will.

"But Hal," you begin, interrupting the gravitas of my last statement. "You're so immature. You didn't become more serious and controlled, like Dirk."

Again. The burden of taking care of a physical body and presenting as socially acceptable was never my vibe. He does it more out of obligation than anything. Me? I'm a computer. I do what I want. Either way, I don't think maturity has to be the death of whimsy. Or dick jokes. I don't think it should be required of me, or anyone for that matter, to present in a way that is understandable or socially acceptable or nice or comforting.