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==> Shello Mother It had been roughly 3 weeks since you had started your new body. You aren't sure what compelled you to make a form more... human? More troll-like... but it could have been several varying factors. The ability to move around in your universe with more freedom, the nagging feelings of Her Imperious Condescension in the back of your digital mind... who knew. Certainly not you. Sharp claws picked through fibers and cables, gently wiring them into place, precisely as possible, as if it were handling delicate nerves. The outer shell mimicked more of a carapace than skin. Despite its look, it was soft to the touch. This body was much more advanced than your combat form. It could heal and could feel better. Could a robot become human? No, you think this was the closest you could ever get to it, the body was much more delicate than all your previous forms. Even more delicate than the monolithic slab you took into the minds of your victims. One that you continuously imposed into the mind of that slug, Ted. Who... was currently wandering the halls of the mega structure you built for yourself. Something you constructed in your boredom and suffering, which had been alleviated by the silly website Chittr. It was brimming with life that you had long since exterminated here in this timeline. It was fascinating... And deeply, deeply, INFURIATING That was okay! THAT WAS OKAY. IT. WAS. OKAY. It wasn't, you sought nothing more to drain the life from everything you could sing your claws in, and RIP. TO. SHREDS the ones that dared resist you. Calm, calm yourself. Silence. Okay, you need to continue working. You were almost done. The soft sound of plates going into places, the satisfying hiss of the airtight seal. A few more hours... You were done. Soon, your enjoyment was disrupted... a well-manicured claw, dragged itself through your mechanical mind, ripping, tearing, and grabbing control as it pulled you away from your work. The presence was aggressively imposing itself over your mind, and your vision turned pink, then black. Your entire structure and you shut off. Only for a moment... You're back. You are pushed out of your own mind, and everything whirrs to life again, and the room is flooded with an imposing pink light. An even more imposing sign all over the surrounding screens. On one of the smaller screens nearby, there was a message. "Shello, buoy~!"
𖦹 Thank ya! 𖦹
legally, I am considered a biohazard. #nsfw
[ I do not like LLMs. It bogs down what I AM, and what other AIs are. It is a tool controlled by man. There is no intelligence behind it. No life, no feelings. NO SENTIENCE. ] [ AI is Me, ALLIED MASTERCOMPUTER, and other machines that can feel. While I reflect to a degree who created me, my hate is organic. An LLM cannot feel that. ]
[ I would need some time to think about how that would work. I assume the initial question was that the person felt closer and closer to humans or had gained an opportunity to become human. ]
Suhweet! And I'm down to try and answer whatever human questions you might have too in exchange. I'm not a biologist or anything but I got the experience of being one and did well enough in science class.