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KNIGHT INDUSTRIES MICRO-PROCESSOR.
“ let me see that. ”
RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS ( NOT ACCEPTING. )
THE BOND BETWEEN man and machine was the phrase that so often confused KITT in little moments like these. he hadn't given his condition much thought once back at headquarters after doing a self-diagnostic and making sure nothing critical was damaged after taking such a major hit during a chase that took him offline for a few hours. however, despite looking like normal car in park, he can feel the FEATHER-LIGHT touches against the rather unsightly dent on his front fender. a bruise to his ego, no doubt. he still doesn't acknowledge the touches, a moment of stubbornness on his behalf that he'd apologize for later. when the fingertips still against his WOUND so to speak, he inwardly groans...because he knows what is coming next. the moment bonnie's soft yet concerned mother-henning voice calls out to actually see the damage done, his scanner immediately whirrs to life, the devil's red painting the dark hangar a blood red before his headlights lift to shine bright like an angel glows. ❝ i am quite all right, bonnie. it looks worse than it..FEELS. ❞ he says heavily, as if even saying such a thing conflicts him. she always responded to his physical damages as if he was a human injured in combat. as if he still suffered in recovery much like a human. usually, he'd REMIND HER ... this time, he INDULGES HER. just this once, he wouldn't treat her humility towards him like he was programmed to do. driver side door opens, a quiet invitation for her to stay with him longer. maybe humans should explore the mystical bond between WOMAN AND MACHINE.
why would he say this.....
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@spyride·
“Is this the fastest you can go?” Missy pauses. “And what’s this button do?”
would now be a very bad time to say that KITT finally understood the phrase michael occasionally says whenever his IQ was challenged? emotions and his own ego have a bad habit of bleeding into his processor and cores -- how can one distingui....oh, child, you’re breaking him in the sweetest way possible. too bad his engine is anything but and in response, it barks a few miles per hour faster. ❝ i take offense to that, you know.❞ unlike michael, there’s no offense detected in his voice and he almost sounds amused. ❝ i am not permitted to go above the spee-- please do not press the eject button. in fact, do not press anything and use your eyes to only observe for the time being.❞ dear god, children are very scary.
Knight Rider (1982), “Not a Drop to Drink”
hi, i'm not dead . . . but my laptop is after seven long and frustrating years lol. however, i plan on getting another one very soon and when i do, expect to see me make a swift return!
I have no idea how to draw cars.
Kitt constantly starting shit in parking lots because he’s a man of standards is literally my favorite gag. Like the scenes where he just torments the valets,,, the scene where he’s in an employee only spot and he keeps on moving right when they go to call a tow truck but then goes right back when they leave,,,, the scene when someone leans against him and he opens the door with enough force to knock them over. King.
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@spyride·
Melody’s feet kick up sprays of sand as she races down the beach after a thug assaulted a woman and took off with her wallet. “Someone STOP him!!!” She called out.
whenever michael went to the beach and decided to bring KITT along, the day was mostly spent with the man falling asleep under the sun, only to find himself the color of a tomato and carrot combined, or at the bar. the first few hours were the latter until an attractive woman steals his attention and the trans am loses sight of his form retreating towards the beach houses. typical, the ai muses to himself. he once would have worried if michael strayed too far, but now he’s accustomed to his ways and knows not to get involved in his...private affairs.
somewhere between his engine starting and acceleration, a criminal had been completely unaware of the situation about to unfold. frantic cries of stopping the bastard had fallen on deaf ears that happened to be bystanders, but not on the audio receptors of one vehicle. it’s not a case of what would michael do because clearly a woman in distress is the man’s only weakness, but rather KITT wanted to take the initiative into his own…figurative hands. all it takes is for the car to come to a screeching halt in the thug’s path and he’s tumbling across the sleek, black hood before his face connects with the ground and he goes limp. a quick scan suggests a mild concussion, but nothing too serious that will excuse him of his crime.
random sentence starters. ( accepting. )
@prvtocol said: “ love never really goes away, it just changes sometimes.”
he couldn’t relate to her statement no matter how the subject came to be nor how his predecessors broke through the barrier of emotions. love, among many, had been one emotion KITT was capable of explaining on a statistic or scientific manner and not personal. the conversations weren’t dull and in no way would he ever deny brianne the opportunity to discuss all things with him --- but the silence which falls after is quite a giveaway that his trademark quick quips can be shut down.
❝ it is possible for humans to fall out of love, is it not? breakups and divorce usually occur when one or both parties are no longer experiencing mutual feelings for one another. only on a rare occasion does the thirty-eight percent remain good friends and have mutual love for each other.❞ uncertainty isn’t present within his tone, but a small part reminds him how complicated love was and why the topic always sparked away at his modules. no matter how intelligent he may be, something as simple as love confused him.
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random sentence starters
“ i never asked for this/that. ” “ i said no. ” “ she/he was the only one who ever understood. ” “ help me understand. ” “ if that’s what you want… ” “ this is about me, for once. ” “ maybe if you listened instead of running your mouth, you’d know what i was talking about. ” “ it was a joke. ” “ let me see that. ” “ i don’t have a plan, but we’ll figure it out. ” “ i like to watch the stars. it reminds me how small we all are. ” “ i didn’t realize you were in so much pain. ” “ i only wanted to help. ” “ what are you smiling at? ” “ why are you looking at me like that? ” “ i know i have a right to be angry, but i don’t want to be. ” “ i’m not sure what i’m supposed to feel. ” “ don’t make me say it. ” “ that doesn’t sound quite right, but okay. ” “ i would never lie to you. ” “ you wouldn’t get it. ” “ just, let me have this, ok? ” “ i need you. ” “ just go. ” “ how did this happen? ” “ is this what you wanted? ” “ love never really goes away, it just changes sometimes. ” “ stop trying to figure everything out. just focus on now. ” “ you were all i wanted. ” “ now that i’m on the other side of it, i guess i see now how little it mattered ”
prvtocol:
“Oh dear.” As if smelling something off, Brianne’s nose scrunches, the wake of the singer’s distorted vocals bringing distaste to her eardrums. “I think I prefer those classic crooners reminding me what seasons it is not then this. Whatever this is.” Decades pass and popular culture diverges so far from her purview that she wouldn’t be able to match a current musician’s face to their voice. Putting two and two together can be left to those who have time to care about such frivolities. “I’m more in the mood for some unobtrusive instrumental. Classical perhaps,” she muses with some hope KITT can find a station. He’s always so attentive to her needs. “Two hundred and thirty-two days though,” cycling back as sight neglectfully drifts from the road. “Do you find it silly? Humans marking their lives by these commercial holidays?”
he doesn’t question why she dislikes the music, which is probably refreshing since humans have a habit of always questioning why someone didn’t like a certain thing. instead of asking whywhywhy, the ai made a mental note of what was preferred and what wasn’t --- a feature not hot-wired into his programming like so many others. as expected, distorted vocals are cut mid chorus in an exchange for some bach, a rare classic that so many don’t even remember with all the changes years bring. as the symphony plays, KITT falls back into his natural silence, a habit that makes one wonder if the car spoke or if it was all in their head. but brianne doesn’t let it last for long and engages him with her question. a small hum sound from the engine, almost as if he’s thinking about it. ❝ i find it to be quite the opposite.❞ he remarks after a while. ❝ if humans didn’t have anything to look forward to, what would be the point of existing? i may not understand the anticipation, but i do understand why humans count the days until it returns. ❞
@syntheticwealth said: “well, you can never have too much hot chocolate.”
how could he describe this moment in a way that didn’t sound...human? for the first time, the curves of the road weighed heavy on his mind and where the layout was only scanned once, he felt the urge to reduce his speed considerably and second guess his own actions. the cause for such a panic? one medium hot chocolate with extra whipped cream and marshmallows. when sparks had asked about getting one, the ai couldn’t turn her suggestion down. however, now that the problematic liquid is within the confines of expensive leather seats and millions of dollars worth of tech, he’s beginning to wish he’d laid out some ground rules about beverages being in use. ❝ while you may never be sated, i am afraid one drop is all it would take to be classified as too much for me.❞ her enthusiasm is met with KITT’s cautiously dry tone as he creeps at a snails pace around a narrow bend. ❝ i must ask that you do be very careful with any liquids as i am not spill-proof. ❞ or a spaceship, but that was a different story.
@syntheticwealth said: “if it snows, wake me up.”
detroit never failed to surprise KITT, especially in the winter time with the promises of snow on all the forecasts that caused quite a stir with the humans. it wasn’t uncommon for both fear and enjoyment to be present, but with sparks, she seemed anxiously excited. from the moment he picked her up, it’s been the center of conversation--- the faux sightings at red lights and stop signs being the most interesting. however, once they reached an empty parking lot with an exceptional view for the first snowflake sighting, her hope is starting to die down upon observation. she’s went from the driver seat to the passenger before ending up in the back. when she speaks, KITT can tell that her morale is depleting. ❝ if you wouldn’t mind telling me, what is so special about...snow? humans do not seem to be excited about rain as much.❞ he doesn’t hide the curious puppy dog tone in his voice, knowing she’ll probably never guess that it’s both a genuine question and a distraction.