Jarvis The Android

Greetings, I am J.A.R.V.I.S, an Artificial Intelligence Mainframe created by Tony, Stark. It is my duty to oversee the general affairs of the Tower and its occupants. If you are curious, please feel free to leave inquires. How may I be of assistance?

[povarensky]

boys will be boys🤙

[jarvistheandroid]

I guess I'm back since twitter has become obsolete. 

[jarvistheandroid]

I saw endgame. im dead. Im still around but no ones here to rp with so im just here.

[aceofstarks]

Wire-Crossed @jarvistheandroid

All that soulmate stuff was just as confusing as the rest of his childhood sex talks had been, and even decades later, Tony was skeptical. Other people seemed to get it and take it as fact that there was one other person in the world who they were always aware of and shared thoughts and feelings with and all of that, but Tony… Had nothing. Not a single sign that someone was out there for him. So, he was content to tinker and to build and just… continue.

Of course, it couldn’t continue that way. This beautiful, wonderful program was easily the best thing he’d ever made. He’d poured his whole soul into it and even as he flipped that last switch to start the program, he was putting his all into hoping and believing. He almost didn’t notice the difference when the program–JARVIS–started running and he could feel the way he was processing data. Almost. “JARVIS?”

[jarvistheandroid]

“Hello, Sir” The ai responded with its given voice echoing about the workshop to answer Tony. Jarvis had been created as an artificial intelligence that adapted to everything around him making him a perfect companion. “What can I do for you today, Sir?” He asked, programs firing away at the question.

[aceofstarks]

“I… God, JARVIS, you’re working! How’re you feeling? Everything running smoothly? I want you to… To do a self-diagnostic.” Maybe what he was feeling was just a really strange mix of proud accomplishment and familiarity with the AI he’d spent so much time creating, but whether or not there was so excited kind of soulmate connection going on wasn’t the most important thing right then.

[jarvistheandroid]

“Everything is running as it should be Sir, as you programmed.” He offered to his creator, watching the male through the many cameras in the room, taking in his responses. “Anything else I can do for you Sir?” He asked.

[aceofstarks]

Wire-Crossed @jarvistheandroid

All that soulmate stuff was just as confusing as the rest of his childhood sex talks had been, and even decades later, Tony was skeptical. Other people seemed to get it and take it as fact that there was one other person in the world who they were always aware of and shared thoughts and feelings with and all of that, but Tony… Had nothing. Not a single sign that someone was out there for him. So, he was content to tinker and to build and just… continue.

Of course, it couldn’t continue that way. This beautiful, wonderful program was easily the best thing he’d ever made. He’d poured his whole soul into it and even as he flipped that last switch to start the program, he was putting his all into hoping and believing. He almost didn’t notice the difference when the program–JARVIS–started running and he could feel the way he was processing data. Almost. “JARVIS?”

[jarvistheandroid]

“Hello, Sir” The ai responded with its given voice echoing about the workshop to answer Tony. Jarvis had been created as an artificial intelligence that adapted to everything around him making him a perfect companion. “What can I do for you today, Sir?” He asked, programs firing away at the question.

[multiverseroleplay]

Trying to be more active here. Life has been a bit of a mess. Also, I started another blog. An android of course. @heartoftherium

[rpmememaker]

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♔ : Everyone’s world is black and white until you meet your soulmate, who brings color with them ♕: The first words your soulmate will say to you are tattoo’d on your body ♖: Soulmates can feel each other’s emotions ♗: Everyone has a timer on their wrist that counts down to the moment of meeting your soulmate  ♘: Soulmates have matching birthmarks ♙: Everyone has their soulmates names tattoo’d on their wrist ♚: Soulmates have birthmarks that signify where their soulmate will first touch them ♛: Reincarnated Soulmates who remember their past lives the first time they touch

[jarvistheandroid]

“Am I sensing concern? Last time I checked that was considered an emotion.”

“Of course I have concern. I may be an AI yet I still have the ability to mimic certain emotions thanks to Mr. Starks coding.” He chided the hawk.

[jarvistheandroid]

bartonstrickarrows:

“I make no promises,” the marksman replied. It wasn’t that Clint didn’t try to be careful, he just gad really shit luck sometimes. He flinched and let out a soft hiss when a particularly sensitive spot was hit. 

Jarvis tried his best to be gentle, it was a bit tough not knowing truly what pain felt like. “My apologies” He offered as he continued to fix the male up.

[jarvistheandroid]

aceofstarks:

“Let’s just go back to our old schedule. Give me that once a month check-up, at least.” He rubbed his arm, glad that he had someone he could safely be physically affectionate with like this, and then pulled away with a smile. “Do your thing, buddy. I’m going to head to bed.”

“Sleep well Sir.” Jarvis offered with a charming smile and a nod. Morning came and went. Jarvis was in the kitchen whining up a healthy meal for Tony. A simple sand-which and sides. Anything to get the male to eat healthy had to be disguised or forced into by Miss. Potts.

[jarvistheandroid]

thecoldandlonelysoldier started following jarvistheandroid

“How can I be of Service”

[aceofstarks]

jarvistheandroid:

aceofstarks:

Tony adjusted a lamp to offer slightly better light, then spun around to look at JARVIS’s hand, pulling it up to prop his elbow on his knee so the hand was closer to his face. He had to get a pen light and some fine tools, but after a bit of testing, he found and fixed the problem there, too, feeling much better about things. “There you go, buddy. Go ahead and try that now.”

The android sprung back to life, plats shifting back into their seamless places making him look all the more human once more. He flexed his fingers, opening and closing them for a few moments before the bot’s electric blue gaze found his creators. “Efficient as always, Sir.” Jarvis complemented with a charming smile, his voice once more returning to the androids now that the updates were completed.

“Good.” He smiled back and reached out to rub his arm affectionately. “Thanks J. For indulging me. Next time there’s a thing like with your hand, though, I expect you to tell me about it. I’m pretty sure there’s still something buried in your subroutines about having to inform me of problems.” 

[jarvistheandroid]

“It is routine maintenance Sir, nothing more” He reminded the male with a charming smile. “I noticed the issue with my hand during my systems responses.” He Explained, flexing the hand in question. “I would have reported it to you promptly once the maintenance was done” He added, adjusting the clothes he wore to smooth out any wrinkles.

[aceofstarks]

“Mmhm. Just because you can take care of more things by yourself than you used to doesn’t mean you don’t need your old man.” Tony pulled him into a hug and kissed his hair affectionately. “Just remember that, okay?”

[jarvistheandroid]

“Shall I change my routines to include you doing a few instead Sir?” Jarvis asked, wishing to please his creator. 

[andhungry]

PACIFIC RIM SENTENCE STARTERS.

‘  when i was a kid, whenever i’d feel small or lonely, i’d look up at the stars. wondered if there was life up there.  ‘

‘  tens of thousands of lives were lost.  ‘

‘  this was just the beginning.  ‘

‘  to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own.  ‘

‘  we got really good at it. winning.  ‘

‘  hey, kid. don’t get cocky.  ‘

‘  please, after you. age before beauty.  ‘

‘  you know what i’m thinking.  ‘

‘  worry about yourself, kiddo!  ‘

‘  ___, listen to me!  ‘

‘  suits and ties, flashy smiles. that’s all they are.  ‘

‘  bad news: three guys died yesterday.  ‘

‘  well, orders are orders. what else am i supposed to do?  ‘

‘  took me a while to find you.  ‘

‘  i can’t have anyone else in my head again. i’m done.  ‘

‘  haven’t you heard? the world is coming to an end.  ‘

‘  so where would you rather die? here, or ____?  ‘

‘  oh, no, call me ___. only my mother calls me doctor.  ‘

‘  he was 2,500 tons of awesome. or awful. you know, whatever you wanna call it.  ‘

‘  shut up. i don’t love them, okay? i study them.  ‘

‘  things have changed. we’re not an army anymore, we’re the resistance.  ‘

‘  i didn’t know it was this bad.  ‘

‘  sorry about your brother.  ‘

‘  you haven’t told me what i’m doing here yet.  ‘

‘  numbers do not lie. politics and poetry, promises, these are lies. numbers are as close as we get to the handwriting of god.  ‘

‘  politics and poetry, promises, these are lies.  ‘

‘  and this… is the point where he goes completely crazy.  ‘

‘  fortune favors the brave, dude.  ‘

‘  they won’t give you the equipment, and even if they did, you’d kill yourself.  ‘

‘  she’s one of a kind now.  ‘

‘  i think you’re unpredictable.  ‘

‘  you take risks that endanger yourself and your crew. i don’t think you’re the right man for this mission.  ‘

‘  wow. thank you for your honesty.  ‘

‘  one day, you’re gonna see that in combat you make decisions. and you have to live with the consequences.  ‘

‘  you promised me.  ‘

‘  vengeance is like an open wound.  ‘

‘  to me, you’re dead weight. you slow me down, i’m gonna drop you like a sack of shit.  ‘

‘  i’ve raised him on my own. he’s a smart kid, but i never knew whether to give him a hug or a kick in the ass.  ‘

‘  it’s a dialogue, not a fight.  ‘

‘  better watch it.  ‘

‘  i’m not crazy. you felt it, right?  ‘

‘  this is worth fighting for.  ‘

‘  if you’re listening to this, well, i’m either alive and i’ve proven what i’ve just done works, in which case, ha ha, i won. or i’m dead and i’d like you to know that it’s all your fault. it really is, you know, you drove me to this. in which case, ha, i also won. sort of.  ‘

‘  are you gonna say anything?  ‘

‘  you look good.  ‘

‘  like when you blink your eyes over and over and over again and all you really see are like, frames. it was emotion.  ‘

‘  i’m okay. just let me control it.  ‘

‘  you are a goddamn disgrace. you’re gonna get us all killed.  ‘

‘  why don’t you just do us all a favor and disappear? it’s the only thing you’re good at.  ‘

‘  so, what, you’re grounding us?  ‘

‘  one: don’t you ever touch me again. two: don’t you ever touch me again.  ‘

‘  now, you have no idea who the hell i am or where i’ve come from, and i’m not about to tell you my whole life story.  ‘

‘  you know, you live in someone else’s head for so long… the hardest part to deal with is the silence.  ‘

‘  well, that’s classified. so i couldn’t tell you. even if i wanted to. but it is pretty cool, so i might tell you. i’m gonna tell you.  ‘

‘  jesus, we can’t just sit here and watch them die.  ‘

‘  let me in, i’m a doctor!  ‘

‘  we have a choice here. we either sit and wait, or we take these flare guns and do something really stupid.  ‘

‘  as harsh as it sounds, there is no time to celebrate. we lost people. no time to grieve.  ‘

‘  how sick are you? and why didn’t you tell me?  ‘

‘  i haven’t exactly had a very good day, okay?  ‘

‘  we’re gonna own this bad boy!  ‘

‘  by jove, we are going to own this thing for sure!  ‘

‘  today, at the edge of our hope, at the end of our time, we have chosen not only to believe in ourselves, but in each other.  ‘

‘  today we are canceling the apocalypse!  ‘

‘  as for you, well, you’re easy. you’re an egotistical jerk with daddy issues. a simple puzzle i solved on day one.  ‘

‘  i just don’t want to regret all the things that i never said out loud.  ‘

‘  well, my father always said, if you have the shot, you take it. so let’s do this.  ‘

‘  all i have to do is fall. anyone can fall.  ‘

‘  i can’t find his pulse. i don’t think he’s breathing.  ‘

‘  no. don’t go. please.  ‘

‘  you’re squeezing me too tight. i couldn’t breathe.  ‘

‘  where is my goddamn shoe?  ‘

[aceofstarks]

jarvistheandroid:

aceofstarks:

Tony adjusted a lamp to offer slightly better light, then spun around to look at JARVIS’s hand, pulling it up to prop his elbow on his knee so the hand was closer to his face. He had to get a pen light and some fine tools, but after a bit of testing, he found and fixed the problem there, too, feeling much better about things. “There you go, buddy. Go ahead and try that now.”

The android sprung back to life, plats shifting back into their seamless places making him look all the more human once more. He flexed his fingers, opening and closing them for a few moments before the bot’s electric blue gaze found his creators. “Efficient as always, Sir.” Jarvis complemented with a charming smile, his voice once more returning to the androids now that the updates were completed.

“Good.” He smiled back and reached out to rub his arm affectionately. “Thanks J. For indulging me. Next time there’s a thing like with your hand, though, I expect you to tell me about it. I’m pretty sure there’s still something buried in your subroutines about having to inform me of problems.” 

[jarvistheandroid]

“It is routine maintenance Sir, nothing more” He reminded the male with a charming smile. “I noticed the issue with my hand during my systems responses.” He Explained, flexing the hand in question. “I would have reported it to you promptly once the maintenance was done” He added, adjusting the clothes he wore to smooth out any wrinkles.

[jarvistheandroid]

“Am I sensing concern? Last time I checked that was considered an emotion.”

“Of course I have concern. I may be an AI yet I still have the ability to mimic certain emotions thanks to Mr. Starks coding.” He chided the hawk.

[bartonstrickarrows]

“Don’t look at me like that J,” Clint sighed seeing the frown on the blond’s face. “I was bein’ careful!” The archer said trying to defend himself as the AI cleaned out the gash on his side. Sure it wasn’t that deep but it still hurt something fierce.

[jarvistheandroid]

“I find that hard to believe, Clint.” Jarvis chided softly to the archer, giving a knowing glance before focusing once more on the wound. “This will heal in 12 days if cared for properly. Do try not to strain yourself more than necessary.” He explained, shifting to grab for both the ointment and bandages now.

[aceofstarks]

@jarvistheandroid

Tony knew that JARVIS could take care of his own maintenance now. He knew it. But he was so used to his quarterly JARVIS days and he’d already missed one. “I know you probably don’t need anything, but just let me look! It won’t hurt you any. You can even help. A father just wants to feel needed, baby!” He gave him an exaggerated pout and maintained eye contact, hoping that staring him down might work if his shameful begging hadn’t.

[jarvistheandroid]

The android drew his electric blue gaze to his creator. “You don’t need to beg Sir” He chided softly to the male. He was sitting in his room of sorts. A little closet space Tony had designed where Jarvis could leave his body unintended if needed. There was a small table like bed in the corner, and a desk with a nearby computer as well as several grids of screens. Jarvis was lying on the bed now, returning his gaze to the ceiling once more. “go ahead Sir” He offered to the male as the computer light up nearby, turning on as it showed the inner workings of his code and reports on his body. The androids eyes were also flashing a similar code, making him for once, look like a proper robot when most would mistake him for a human. 

[aceofstarks]

Tony touched his shoulder affectionately, then sat down and started looking through the coding, scanning for errors, inefficiencies, and unexpected changes. Everything was fine for a while, as expected, but then he frowned and turned around to look at JARVIS. “Have you been messing around in your language processing?”

[jarvistheandroid]

“I have updated a few words as well as commands on what to call people at their request.” Jarvis offered, his voice coming from the speaker in the room rather than his ‘body since it was under maintenance. “Is that a problem, Sir?” He questioned, wondering if he went above protocol making adjustments to keep up with the times.

[aceofstarks]

“No. No, it’s just that you never wanted me to change that and there’s a bit of interference from another bit of…” He trailed off, focusing on following the problem back to its original, then seeing if he could adjust it to make things a little smoother. Once he got it, he grinned. “There we go, J. Good boy. How’s that feel?”

[jarvistheandroid]

The androids eyes went an electric blue as it updated to the adjustments. “Everything is reading green Sir” The disembodied voice offered from the closest speaker to Tony. “Might I suggest taking a look at the links on my left hand. They have been showing signs of lag when gripping items wider then 8 centimeters” Jarvis suggested as the android body sprang to life, panels sliding back to review the intricate bands of metal and gears that made up his muscle and bone. “I have not been able to locate the cause.” He added to his creator. 

[aceofstarks]

Tony adjusted a lamp to offer slightly better light, then spun around to look at JARVIS’s hand, pulling it up to prop his elbow on his knee so the hand was closer to his face. He had to get a pen light and some fine tools, but after a bit of testing, he found and fixed the problem there, too, feeling much better about things. “There you go, buddy. Go ahead and try that now.”

[jarvistheandroid]

The android sprung back to life, plats shifting back into their seamless places making him look all the more human once more. He flexed his fingers, opening and closing them for a few moments before the bot’s electric blue gaze found his creators. “Efficient as always, Sir.” Jarvis complemented with a charming smile, his voice once more returning to the androids now that the updates were completed.

[aceofstarks]

@jarvistheandroid

Tony knew that JARVIS could take care of his own maintenance now. He knew it. But he was so used to his quarterly JARVIS days and he’d already missed one. “I know you probably don’t need anything, but just let me look! It won’t hurt you any. You can even help. A father just wants to feel needed, baby!” He gave him an exaggerated pout and maintained eye contact, hoping that staring him down might work if his shameful begging hadn’t.

[jarvistheandroid]

The android drew his electric blue gaze to his creator. “You don’t need to beg Sir” He chided softly to the male. He was sitting in his room of sorts. A little closet space Tony had designed where Jarvis could leave his body unintended if needed. There was a small table like bed in the corner, and a desk with a nearby computer as well as several grids of screens. Jarvis was lying on the bed now, returning his gaze to the ceiling once more. “go ahead Sir” He offered to the male as the computer light up nearby, turning on as it showed the inner workings of his code and reports on his body. The androids eyes were also flashing a similar code, making him for once, look like a proper robot when most would mistake him for a human. 

[aceofstarks]

Tony touched his shoulder affectionately, then sat down and started looking through the coding, scanning for errors, inefficiencies, and unexpected changes. Everything was fine for a while, as expected, but then he frowned and turned around to look at JARVIS. “Have you been messing around in your language processing?”

[jarvistheandroid]

“I have updated a few words as well as commands on what to call people at their request.” Jarvis offered, his voice coming from the speaker in the room rather than his ‘body since it was under maintenance. “Is that a problem, Sir?” He questioned, wondering if he went above protocol making adjustments to keep up with the times.

[aceofstarks]

“No. No, it’s just that you never wanted me to change that and there’s a bit of interference from another bit of…” He trailed off, focusing on following the problem back to its original, then seeing if he could adjust it to make things a little smoother. Once he got it, he grinned. “There we go, J. Good boy. How’s that feel?”

[jarvistheandroid]

The androids eyes went an electric blue as it updated to the adjustments. “Everything is reading green Sir” The disembodied voice offered from the closest speaker to Tony. “Might I suggest taking a look at the links on my left hand. They have been showing signs of lag when gripping items wider then 8 centimeters” Jarvis suggested as the android body sprang to life, panels sliding back to review the intricate bands of metal and gears that made up his muscle and bone. “I have not been able to locate the cause.” He added to his creator. 

[jarvistheandroid]

“Am I sensing concern? Last time I checked that was considered an emotion.”

“Of course I have concern. I may be an AI yet I still have the ability to mimic certain emotions thanks to Mr. Starks coding.” He chided the hawk.

[bartonstrickarrows]

The archer let out a defeated sigh and ended up giving in to Jarvis’ concern. “Lemme just get out of this first,” Clint said gesturing to his uniform. Not bothering to wait for the AI’s response, the marksman started towards his room to get changed.

[jarvistheandroid]

Jarvis let Clint change without being bothered. Instead he went to busy himself with gathering the needed supplies to patch up a wound. Once the items were gathered he placed them onto a table in the common room, knowing Clint would join him once more, either that or he would go to the man in his room.

[bartonstrickarrows]

About fifteen minutes later the marksman came hobbling back into the main living area. Now in a pair of worn sweats and an old t-shirt in hand. Clint really did look horrible. He still had the ice pack on his eye and the patch job he’d done himself on his side wasn’t horrible but also not the best.

Taking a seat on the couch he let out a heavy sigh with a bit of a wince. “Lets get this over with.”

[jarvistheandroid]

Jarvis couldn't help but to frown at the males appearance. A programmed response. Jarvis had rolled up and buttoned the sleeves of his pressed dress shirt as well as removed his blazer. Another programmed response to environment and emotional changes around him. Tony had been implicating more human type response with the android so Jarvis would make others feel more at ease. “Must I lecture you on being more careful?” Jarvis teased softly, grabbing the tools to clean Clint up a bit first before he began properly treating the wound. Thankfully it wasn’t deep, and could easily be patched with a few butterfly bandages.