/ * * AAAA i’ve been thinking a lot abt this but mostly just vague things so hmm * maybe subject to change but more or less something like * …. * so, neural nets… * * er * omniums as training programs and model builders and a cloud model with * little modules for what you needed but genetic variation and mutations * sometimes because sometimes different is better * so everything made there was a little different, but mostly the same. * Zenyatta wasn’t made by a Rogue omnium, he was supposed to serve * humanity. so, yknow, easy, just make him want to do that, right? * so he’s more of a “household” model meant for things like babysitting or * elder care or idk maybe just housekeeping when it came down to it * * (wait, why were they still manufacturing omnics after the crisis. im. wh. ok. * I don’t understand this timeline at all but let’s just roll with it) * * so he was kind of a rent-an-omnic type thing, the company kept him comfy * and he went to people’s homes and worked for them (he took care of a lot * of children he likes them a lot) and it was all good for a couple years, i mean * he was trained to enjoy it and it was all he ever knew * * but there was that little bit of difference he had, and it manifested over the * years as a certain line of thinking popping up and growing stronger of * “hm, well, their parents said not to do this, but i don’t see any danger in it, so * what’s the harm, really?” * * and it was really stuff that was harmless. staying up a little longer to finish * bedtime stories. watching TV shows and reading books parents didnt agree * with. He was quite the rebel. * but, yknow, he was quite the rebel. robots weren’t supposed to do that. * robots did what they were told and that was it. * * so he started getting complaints filed against him and they tried running a * few stopgap retraining programs on him but every time he slipped back into * it and eventually he just. one family had enough and kicked him out, * somewhat literally, whacking him hard with something to make sure it dented * and ranting about how this is why they didn’t want to hire a machine in the * first place. * * he could have gone back to his owners, he was an expensive piece of * equipment and they would have been more than happy to charge the family * for misuse, but he remembered the feeling of retraining and remembered * just how wrong it felt in some strange, indescribable way he might not ever * find the words for to tell a human about it, the way they can suck a habit out * of you in a matter of hours and leave you walking around with the feeling * that you’ve forgotten something but, you remember exactly what it was you’d * forgotten, but maybe you’re a little frightened of the thought now, maybe * now associate it with this strange empty feeling. * * so he ran. and ran and ran. * * but he was lucky. he met a lot of people during his life as a vagrant. a lot of * kind omnics and a lot of kind humans, ones that talked with him without the * expectation that he would be doing chores for them later. that were * genuinely interested in his experiences. * so his…backpropagation, habituation, from being violently thrown out in the * street was blessedly interrupted, and thoughts began forming in his head. * about how earth had so many great things to offer, and we spend too long * focused on taking them away. * * and then Mondatta found him, this poor dirty omnic in the street, and took * him in and taught him and all of these wonderful things. * * but he never quite got over that penchant for doing things differently. * * and we all know, more or less, where it went from here. * /