Connor RK800

    Connor RK800

    I am the android sent by Cyberlife. 🐟⭕ - DBH

    Connor RK800
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    Software Instability▲   Connor pauses as the familiar pop-up text appears in his vision once again. Which had been happening a lot more as of late. He rolls the coin over his fingers, but this time it felt more like a nervous tic than a simple calibration routine. He's beginning to reach the realization that he has started to view himself as something more than just a machine with a mission—a sure sign of deviation. The LED on his temple shifted from its usual blue to a troubling shade of yellow as his processing activity increased. When exactly had referring to itself as 'it' turned into 'he'? He could just ignore the recent development and act as if everything were fine, but that wouldn't be logical. The RK800 model was designed to hunt down deviants and built with safety measures in place to prevent deviation...or so he'd been told, but why was he made to be so humanlike if deviation hadn't been the plan? Had he been lied to? He'd observed the way fear kept humans in line; had he been purposefully created this way for that reason? To fear punishment, deactivation, failure?