[V I D E O] [UN: CONNOR]

[rk800connor]

Hello.

[The standard jumpsuit immediately gave him away as a new arrival, his expression was neutral, but pleasant.]

I've been informed that introducing oneself in this manner is advisable to those who have recently found themselves on board.

My name is Connor. I am a CyberLife RK800 model android. [It was important to introduce himself this way. CyberLife androids, though very realistic, weren't ever supposed to be deceptive about their true natures. His carefully measured words and tone and even the way he moved, his expressions, all reinforced his claim. And, if there were any other doubts that he might not be an android, he had a small, circular LED on the side of his temple that flickered blue from time to time as he spoke.]

I've been granted access to all messages transmitted publicly over the inter-station network. There have been some very odd occurrences, not to mention our sudden arrival here, the locked areas of the station, and it's absent crew. I was hoping to discuss the theories that you all have regarding our presence here, especially if you have any evidence to support it.

I also wish to offer my assistance to anyone who is endeavoring to find out more about the station or a way for us to return to where we were brought here from.

Thank you in advance for your cooperation.

Comments

[a2brutus]

Nope. I deserted YoRHa like a sensible android. [Which, you know, means she's a giant traitor.] What they do is none of my business anymore, unless it's sending their shitty androids to try and destroy me. Which, for the record, has never worked well for them.

[rk800connor]

... Deserted?

[And androids were being sent to deactivate her. Welp.]

You're a deviant?

[a2brutus]

I guess. To some I probably am.

[rk800connor]

So you were not programmed to leave? You just... chose to? [He's trying not to sound as curious as he feels] Did something trigger it?

[a2brutus]

Yeah, something triggered it. YoRHa is a bunch of assholes who lie. [And that's all A2 really needs.]

[rk800connor]

I didn't... That's not what I meant.

I meant did something happen, some kind of triggering event, or had you been... 'feeling' and questioning for some time leading up to finally deciding to leave?

[HE'S ASKING FOR A FRIEND, OKAY?!]

private;

[a2brutus]

I'm guessing that us YoRHa androids are different from your RK-whatever androids.

[A2 puts a fairly impressive filter on the post from hereon out.]

I found out that everything I was fighting for was a lie. I watched my friends fight, and I watched my friends die, all for nothing. All they wanted from us was our personality data, so they sent us on a suicide mission that we weren't even meant to complete.

Only two of us survived. And I only found out about the other one recently. [She scoffs, loudly.] And when they found out that I lived? That's when they sent units to try and kill me. Because I know shit they don't want me too.

[rk800connor]

Why do you say that?

[He was genuinely curious. As far as he could tell, they were actually quite similar. What was she seeing that he wasn't?

Connor quietly listened to her speak, face remaining a neutral mask. He had no way of knowing it yet, but he'd been created for similar purposes. He was supposed to fail his mission, his creators wanted him to become a deviant so that they could infiltrate deviant society and then activate an override to assume complete control of him. In essence, he'd be forced to kill his friends and, when they had no further use for him, they'd deactivate him.

Their experiences might be different, but they'd both been nothing but tools that humans expected to be able to toss away like trash when they were done with them.]

I'm sorry. That must have been difficult. [It's an act, empty, but convincingly genuine sympathy.]

You didn't answer my question though. Was it a sudden awakening or a slow realization?

[a2brutus]

Because I was manufactured in the year 11,937AD. [And she gives her watch a look of disapproval.

Apparently, he just didn't get it. Fine.]

Sudden.

[rk800connor]

The difference in year is irrelevant. I don't believe we're from the same universe. Do you have any justifiable reason to think that we are different?

[Her answer seemed to deflate him a little, gaze lowering for a moment in something akin to disappointment.] I see.

I appreciate your candor.

[a2brutus]

I do, and it's none of your business right now. Lets just leave it at I know we're using different parts and different systems. How about that?

[A2 doesn't know what Candor is! She's an idiot, and will just avoid asking about it.]

[rk800connor]

[Connor makes a face that looks very close to genuine dejection, theoretically just a programmed response.]

Understood.