* K.I.T.T.

[ . . . ] 𝙺𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝚄𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 𝙼𝙸𝙲𝚁𝙾-𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙴𝚂𝚂𝙾𝚁.

[spyride]

                        KNIGHT INDUSTRIES MICRO-PROCESSOR.

[spyride]

“ 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.

[scifiloser]

[alter-koker]

why would he say this.....

[spyride]

timeguardians·:

@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.

[gameraboy2]

Knight Rider (1982), “Not a Drop to Drink”

[spyride]

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!

[jerisgone-deactivated20250303]

Night.

[obserbolisk]

I have no idea how to draw cars.

[c-53]

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.

[spyride]

timeguardians·:

@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.

[spyride]

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.

[aliienatcd]

Just to be clear - 

        Even if we have never interacted, you are more than welcome to send me memes. Sentence memes, text memes, questions about my muse. It’s a great way to start something new between muses. If you want to interact, but none of my starters are interesting, send me a meme. If you want to know my muse better, send me a meme. If you just have nothing better to do and want to see if something will develop between our muses, send me a meme. 

[leneemusing]

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  ”

[spyride]

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. ❞

[spyride]

@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.

[spyride]

@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.