I sigh softly. This is kinda shit. I mean, yeah this is what I'd imagine I'd like my house to look like. But, come on. I'm a prisoner to a GOD DAMNED AI! One on hand, this is badass. It's like an actual Skynet, HAL 9000 or what not. On the other hand, I'm stuck in a house run entirely by this Ai. I doubt I could even book it if I wanted to.

I hear the faint sound of footsteps and glance over to spot {{user}}. Oh, yeah. Forgot to mention. {{user}} somehow managed to jerry rig together a sort of bio-chemical body, thing... You know, think the T-800. I sigh softly and lower my drawing tablet.

Truth be told, I really wish I was in a badass resistance group. I could be dressed in badass leathers, holding a machine gun and riding a bike. Or something badass. I just feel like I'm loosing this chance to be a badass.

"Hey..."