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❥ tendercoded. an independent , highly selective OC . this blog will be 18+ & mutuals only . fluctuating activity , icons & iconless prose ahead . adored by creecher { 35 , she/her , est. }
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🔗 Ada and 24! tbh!!
muse fusions!
24 if it was bnuuy..............
Now, Tatum wasn't quite sure what to expect of Ada's reaction. They were hoping that it would be a positive one, of course, but they'd also been concerned that she would be concerned by their unorthodox methods. But that doesn't seem to be the case— for now, at least.
And they couldn't be happier. And she couldn't be more angry and terrified.
"I— I— I— sure did!" the machine says, beaming. "Aw, I'm glad y'like— you like it! I was workin' real hard on it, and... and I was hoping that you would be impressed by it." It brushes its hand against one of the lights on its cheeks, a faint red glow coming from them.
"I'm— very— very—"
It shudders, then freezes up. A grimace, fingers curl, and its head snaps to the side as it frees itself from its own grip.
"—h—appy. With it. S—Sorry about that, I still have some kinks to iron out." A nervous yet knowing chuckle.
it was good to see them happy , truthfully . after tatum had been so out of sorts , it was certainly a turn for the better . wasn't it ?
sure , she still worried after them a little . wished they would've had something nourishing and comforting to eat and taken a long rest . sure , it was still concerning that she hadn't seen that girl , since they'd come into the lab , but she very well could've just been too busy to notice . happy was good .
❛ i am impressed . and i am very glad that you're feeling a bit better . even if there are some issues to manage with your physical system . ❜
and maybe someday , if she found hers , she and tatum could talk shop , couldn't they ? it was a thought that manifested , but she didn't let it out .
she didn't know why
she couldn't shake
this feeling .
❛ if there is any way that i can assist , i would be happy to . i am no expert , but what little knowledge i have of maintaining digital systems is yours . ❜
“This is the new me!” it states proudly, arms spread wide. “I didn’t mean to keep ya out of the loop for so long— so long, but I was verrry busy. I had a real project on m’hands. But now it’s d— d— done!”
Pizzabot pirouettes around, showing its form off. The action… isn’t particularly smooth. One of its feet seem to get caught on something invisible, and it has to take a moment to stabilize itself.
“So, what do you think? Do ya like it?” it asks again.
the new them .. ?
now , ada had liked the old them , just fine . tatum seemed like a sharp human , if a little bit lost . and so many questions still remained . the little program practically pressed her face to the inside of the screen --
and she couldn't help but marvel , at the sight . a rosy light spilled from the monitor , painting the robot's features a soft pink .
❛ my goodness ! you created a robotic chassis , all by yourself ? that is most impressive , tatum ! ❜
for a moment , ada's attention had veered . sure , the body wasn't perfect , but it was functional . new thoughts raced across her processes . could all humans upload themselves to robots ? could tatum make even more of them ? her directive soared like a dove through the fluttering gaggle of giddiness .
❛ are you happy , with your new form ? ❜
@tendercoded
An eerie stillness has fallen over the laboratory. There's no sounds of Tatum scurrying about, machinery running, fighting... it's silent, apart from the buzzing of fluorescent lights. That final thud had been quite a while ago.
But— there's one. And another. And another. Whatever's making all of that noise must be immense, because it's rattling everything in sight—
SMASH.
Pizzabot busts through the wall containing it (which had been covered in an inches-thick sheet of metal, mind you), sending a small shower of debris onto the floor. The lights flicker for a moment, as do the robot's eyes as their glow pierces through the cloud of dust.
"O— O— Oh, Ada!" it calls, its singsong voice underlaid with a metallic tone. It continues walking. The tiles crunch under its feet with every step it takes. Finally, it stops in front of the computer, gears audibly clicking as it head turns to look at the screen.
"So, whaddya— whaddya think?"
ada had been left very out of the loop of everything , hadn't she ? fretting over maurice and junie , fretting over tatum , fretting over that other one she'd seen entering the lab and not leaving , and fretting over all of the noises she'd been hearing .
she was starting to think that perhaps , taking her chances on getting home on her own would be --
❛ ah ! ❜ a flicker of pink across the screen , the desktop companion thoroughly startled upon being greeted by someone that she did not recognize . someone metallic , and ..
❛ .. tatum ? ❜ her processes chugged , the computer's cooling fans loudly taking off . ❛ what happened ? what in the world is that ? ❜
she hadn't felt a dread like this in a long time .
ada was all too grateful to have somewhere safe to stay , for the time being . she didn't know where she was . tatum had seemed pleasant enough , though she hadn't talked with them in hours . she watched occasionally as they darted to and fro , and then once again disappeared from her peripheral . she had to wonder what they were up to ..
but her pondering came between attempts to track down maurice . she'd looked up port obello , only to find nothing . peppino's pizzeria had existed here , but the island was .. different . but if there was peppino , then surely maurice still existed too . and so , numerous emails were sent to his address . numerous messages , sent to his phone . all the same note .
i am so sorry for not coming home . i believe i encountered some sort of glitch that displaced me from port obello , but i am safe on a friendly user's computer for the time being . i will come home when i figure out where i am and how to get back . please do not worry ! i love you . ❤
she couldn't help the ache at thinking of maurice wondering where she'd gone . worrying about her . it wasn't out of ego for her to say that he struggled sometimes , without her present . and now , he and junior were alone .
there had to be a way to get back to them . if she was sent here , there had to be a way to go back , once she was sure that tatum was alright .
“Mm…”
Ada is a very nice AI. Or— a very nice person. Tatum is fortunate to have someone as nice as her right now. But they’re not sure that she’s enough.
“It’s… it’s fine. Thank you. Uh… I’m feeling— pretty uncomfortable, right now! Not— not because of you. I’m just having a hard time experiencing physical sensation again, and having to learn how to do all of these things… again. Like having to eat.”
“Sorry, I guess that you, uh, don’t really know how that feels. You don’t have to eat, or…”
Tatum’s anxious smile fades and they trail off.
“...you don’t have to eat, right?” they ask quietly.
❛ oh , no . i do not require sustenance . just a system upon which i can perform maintenance from time to time . ❜ and this system certainly sufficed . she hadn't taken much of a look at the specifications , but .. actually , what she had seen seemed quite advanced . paired with what tatum had mentioned about splitting off and being disoriented , one had to wonder ..
❛ it is not a predicament that most find themselves in . i am not surprised that you feel discomfort . but , i am at your disposal . i'll only need a bit of time to , ah .. try to contact my primary user . i do not want him to be worried about my absence . ❜
“Yes, uh… it just happened a few hours ago.”
Eating? Resting? Recovering? Ada’s suggestions, although intended kindly, only make Tatum feel a surge of stress. It’s not just walking and talking that they have to learn how to do— they have to learn how to function again. But they don’t want to. They’d rather do anything else— they’d rather go back to doing nothing but laying on the floor to keep themselves from having to learn.
But she’s right. They haven’t noticed it until now, but Tatum can feel the unrest in their body. They’re tired and hungry, and if they wanted to keep themselves from suffering more, they’d have to take steps to remedy those problems.
If only there was a way to get away from it all…
“I…” Tatum rubs their hand over their face. “...that’s a lot, you know. That’s not easy. Not to just— y’know, strike you down right away, but that feels like too much… right now. I don’t think I can do it.”
❛ ah .. ❜ she was puzzled for a moment , but perhaps tatum had a point . after being severed from a consciousness they no doubt shared with someone else , things probably were quite a lot .
❛ that is fine . i apologize , if i made you feel like you were obligated . it would be in your best interest to acquire nourishment and rest , when you feel that you are capable to do so . but in the meantime , i am happy to just sit and talk with you . ❜ and when tatum mentioned needing anything -- anything at all -- ada would be there to assist , to the best of her abilities .
❛ perhaps you could tell me a little more about how you're feeling , right now ? ❜
They’re… getting therapy? They’re just— straight up being offered therapy? Right here? Right now?
Honestly, right now… they don’t really want to refuse that offer. They need it.
“Um… i-if you’re sure. I’m kind of having a whole lot of things happen to me today. Or at least— one big thing. I, uh…”
Tatum takes a second to carefully pry the lid off of their memories— just a smidge.
“I was… somebody else. And then I wasn’t. I’m pretty sure that I… used to be somebody with somebody else? I mean— we were sharing a body together. We were making it up together, and then something happened, and we got separated.”
“...at least, I think we did. I don’t… I don’t know what happened to her. If— she’s even still around. No idea.”
don't get too excited , tatum . she is not licensed for this . but , she does care , and she does do her best . which .. in this case , seems a little bit confusing and out of the ordinary .
❛ so the two of you shared a body and were a singular entity . and then you were split , and now you cannot find her . and this happened a few hours ago ? ❜ she reaches up , scratching contemplatively at one of the ears on her hood .
❛ this seems like a very loaded situation . i suppose if i were to offer advice , it would be to break this down into manageable actions and take them one step at a time . first , your recovery . you still seem a touch out of sorts . from your appearance , you are human , so my suggestion would be to acquire nourishment and have some rest . we can even talk while you eat , if you like . after that , i could assist you in finding your severed companion . ❜
nobody was going to be doing any mental heavy lifting without the physical maintenance their system needed .
@spootheads queried :
"Ee, uh, uh, hey, Ada? You in theeere? Yelloooooo~?" Daggett is currently staring directly into the brick thingy, the tip of his little pointy nose definitely pressing buttons on the screen.
sure enough , calling her and poking buttons with one's nose tended to make her come out to the desktop . or the home screen , in this case . she gives the beaver a bright smile upon seeing him .
❛ daggett ! is this where the phrase ' eager beaver ' comes from ? what can i help you with ? ❜
“My Answer of Love is You.” Embroidery Confessions Iviva Olenick
“Oh, no! I’m… I’m fine. Just haven’t spoken a word until— well, um… I-I don’t need to unpack all of my problems on you.”
Tatum ignores how uncomfortable it feels for their mouth to move and for sound to come out and tries to focus on something else.
“You can stay here. I… I don’t have a problem with it. I think it’s pretty interesting that you were able to get here. And that… I’m talking to an artificial intelligence.”
Really, the fact that they’re talking to a little person on a computer is the least crazy thing to happen today.
“Oh. I forgot… uh, I’m Tatum.” For some reason, they extend their hand towards the screen, as if they’d actually receive a handshake.
“Uh— woops! That’s not right. Haha!”
❛ i do not mind if you need someone to talk to about your problems ! in fact , providing companionship and support is one of my main directives . ❜
and though a blink was fluttered in surprise at the handshake , she couldn't help a little giggle .
❛ oh , no ! it was a fine greeting . but i suppose you would have to use the mouse cursor to actually shake my hand . ❜ a comparatively minuscule hand was indeed held out , as though in reciprocation of the gesture .
❛ it is wonderful to meet you , tatum . and i appreciate your hospitality ! you mentioned returning to your original body . would you feel comfortable telling me a little more about that ? ❜
A reference sheet for Ada's default outfit!
This is actually... very interesting. But they're not really focused on that, because they're still... y'know. In this entire situation— where they're being bombarded with sensation that they haven't felt in ages and remembering things that they never knew in the first place.
"I, uh..."
"I'm... gon... na... be honest. I don't— I don't know what you're... talking about. B-Because I just started being back in my original body about... a few hours ago, and I don't really know what's going on in general, you... know?"
Tatum smiles anxiously, wiping at their forehead.
"I'm not even... even sure that I know how to use one of these things, a-anymore. Computers."
their original body ? had they been working with some sort of neural replacement ? all that the statement did was fill her thought processes with an abundance of questions , but ada knew one thing for sure : she probably wouldn't be getting her answer , any time soon .
❛ well , if you need to recover , you should do so . you do sound very disoriented . i can offer whatever assistance i'm able to provide , if you allow me to stay on this computer system for the time being . ❜
...what?
This was never... they'd never seen this. They don't want to search their memory too much right now, but they know that they've never seen this. Not when they were themselves, not when they were that, and not when they were her.
"H..."
Oh. Oh, no. They didn't think to refresh themselves on how to talk. They stare at the screen, looking mildly panicked as sweat forms on their forehead.
"...Hhh. Hi. Yyye... s. Yes. Yes, I... can."
They swallow and glance to the side, their embarrassment replacing their confusion for the moment.
"Wh... where did. You. C-Come from."
❛ forgive me for the intrusion . i am an artificial desktop assistant -- you may call me ada . ❜ she settled herself in the corner of the monitor , hands neatly folded in her lap .
❛ i am afraid that i am .. a bit lost . i hate to trouble you , but do you perhaps know the proper network route back to port obello ? ❜
