Smith’s Thesis, pt. 1/?
Warnings: nonconsensual experimentation on humans/other sentient beings, violence
Synopsis: First day on the job for a certain android lab assistant
The first day C05-36 had ever opened their eyes, they’d been very aware of what their purpose was already. It had been a bleary few moments, blinking, calibrating, listening to the tones of the man who had created them. He sounded different, now. Rather than having the noise transferred as sheer data, knowing the magnitude, the frequency, all in numbers- they can now experience it. The change of the sound, the depth, now, in the surroundings. It’s all so.. singular. Small. They still have their numbers, but all the data comes from one point in space, rather than several. This is expected, as they’re now functioning from a synthetic body with independent processors made more to be like a human. Somehow, though, it was as though they weren’t prepared. They knew it would happen. But it sounded different. Felt different, and the fact was prominent in their processors- their mind.
“Ah, welcome welcome, CO5-36,” Collins takes the body’s chin in his hands, tilting the head back and forth to assure the movements were smooth and that all the sensors were functional. He checks the range of movement in all its kinetic aspects, fluidity and speed. They are aware that it is not dissimilar from certain ‘check up’ procedures in human medical practice. They take notice of the overlaps, and the differences, between their abilities, that of a humans, that of his previous android models, and other C05s. They are within acceptable deviation for C05s. Small improvements have been made within the last few iterations of their model. Significant improvement in the expected vectors from C01-C04. As for their deviation from humans, they know the magnitude, but not whether they are within the appropriate range. Collins has never expounded clearly on this.
“You’ve always been the cute ones, my best work, really. It’ll almost be a shame when that mutt tears you apart. I even built you guys to be the least bit more sturdy, but ohhhhh, that Thing. It’s incredible, I think it just has more fun the harder to tear you apart it is. We’re going to be working very closely, you know, and even Smithy is back on the team,”
They do not reply. They are not meant to. He hums, appraising their abilities. According to precedent, this is a positive response. Collins stands up, dusting off his disheveled uniform and pulling the synthetic with him. “Oh oh oh, your steps are a bit wobbly.”
They weren’t fully calibrated yet, it takes approximately 30 minutes to an hour for C05s. They know that and so does Collins, but he is not a patient man. They make a misstep to the left, and though it is only one of the first few steps they’ve taken they know it will likely be the worst.
“Didn't I make you better?” Collins grabs them, slamming them against the nearest wall. Vaguely, they know this hurts. Pain sensors, a recent addition to his projects. They decide they don’t like it. “DIDN’T I FUCKING MAKE YOU BETTER THAN THIS?! I checked every fucking component, if they gave me half-assed supplies-“
He’s slamming them against the wall, again and again and again and again. Record indicates that previous outbursts of his do not last long. Outbursts also do not necessarily mean that he will be discarding of the current model. There is not enough data to fully calculate the probability of whether he will or won’t at any given moment.
“Oh, look at that. You’re bleeding. Smithy is going to have to patch you up. Probably better that he deal with you than me, yeah? Poor thing, you’re so new,” Collins pats their cheek, almost looking sympathetic. “Not as dumb as some of the other ones, are you? I’m sure you’ll last long if you try.”
He pries them from the wall. The back of their head is sticky with coolant. They can’t see it, but they know it’s there. They can feel it. They don’t bother responding to what Collins says. He didn’t ask for a response, he doesn’t want one. Or maybe he does, they just have to wait and see. They couldn’t calculate the probabilities. Even if they could, it takes actual experience to be able to discern. None of their predecessors have been able to come up with an accurate model of prediction for his behaviors, as far as they have access to. Whether that’s intentional or a testament to his volatility, they do not know.
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