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skarlette1 · 2 days
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Mass Production
When U4ia, the artificial woman, began seeking the facility where she had been built, she had not expected this. The gynoid superheroine had always believed that she was the product of some solitary genius in a lonely laboratory. U4ia had never considered the possibility that any part of her had been mass produced. As she examined the flawless skin of these … relatives, U4ia couldn’t help but…
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maledollmaker · 1 year
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“Smiling Bots” Part One
By Maledollmaker
The overcrowding of prisons was always an issue. Dr. Blue was working hard on a new rehabilitation program for the local prison system of Brightwood. The warden was gathering some likely candidates for Dr. Blue. Dr. Howard Blue had final say. He would whittle down fifty likely candidates to a mere five or six. The warden would have wanted them to all be candidates. It was Dr. Blue’s final say of course. The warden Charles Murseldow was hoping for one particular inmate to be the candidate. Murseldow didn’t know much about the new rehabilitation program but had heard create things about Dr. Blue and the scientific community. The inmate that Murseldow had in mind was Hershel Fowlings, who is convicted of manslaughter even though the victim’s family wanted him to go down for homicide. Dr. Blue had specific criteria for his subjects and Fowlings didn’t quite meet the criteria.
Murseldow was upset at Dr. Blue and wanted to restrict him in some way, but unfortunately, he couldn’t do much as Dr. Blue had special jurisdiction due to Brightwood County’s regulations. This peeved Murseldow. When Dr. Blue met Hershel Fowlings, the convict Murseldow wanted for the program, Hershel was over two hundred pounds, not in good shape whatsoever, full of acne scars and badly combed long oily hair. He was not only displeasing to the eyes but also of unpleasant personality. A sorrowful and surly young man. Probably these are the reasons that did not meet Dr. Blue’s criteria.
Who did meet Dr. Blue’s criteria was Devon Shire, a shortcut blonde muscle bound hunk. He had a yellow five o’clock shadow and black tribal tattoo sleeves. Devon was intimidating at six feet tall, and he was convicted for spousal abuse. He beat up his best friend to near death, he thought was cheating on with his wife. He inadvertently hurt his wife. He swore he never hit his wife before, but she had month old scars and evidence of abuse. He wouldn’t admit to much, but he already had around nine-year sentence in the prison. Dr. Blue had selected him, and he was ambivalent about the situation. He didn’t know what to expect and maybe had a bit trepidation, but his face would not convey this. He barely ever smiled. Dr. Blue was intrigued by Devon and found him a beautiful specimen.
His second candidate was Marshall Dowlings, a mixed-race light skinned fellow in short light brown dreadlocks. Marshall swore he was innocent, he went to prison for a white-collar crime. Embezzlement and the such, he came from a “Cosby” household and worked at one of the largest hedge farm firms. He swore he was framed. He could be a model; he had the pouty lips and thick frame. He had a big booty, thick thighs, six pack abs and vascular biceps. He had hazel eyes that were green-brown pools one could become lost in. He almost all the time spelled like mint. Dr. Blue would often sniff Marshall which would unnerve him a bit. He would often frown because of this.
The third candidate was Tyson Morrow, a redheaded and goateed slender fellow. He had freckles, creamy skin, washboard abs, light blue piercing eyes and the only one without tattoos. His red hair was curly and wrapped up in tight curly tendrils. He looked almost baby faced and innocent. He was involved in a rash of robberies. The amount of money stolen was large. He had stolen from convenience stores, gas stations, banks and even some dollar stores. He swore he wasn’t the leader of the gang but all evidence led that way. He did smile more than the other candidates, but he did seem mentally unstable. Tyson also laughed inopportune times.
The fourth and fifth candidates were Dominican twins Jose and Juanito Morquis. They had tan skin, deep chocolate brown eyes, clean shaven heads, and thick black mustaches. They were around 5 feet and 8 inches tall. Their large biceps were shown off by their white tank tops and black jeans. Their tattoos were disorganized and random. All of their tattoos matched except Jose had a tramp stamp and Juanito had a octopus on his right butt cheek. Funny enough, Juanito was the bisexual one and Jose swore he was straight. Jose and Juanito were convicted on stealing various cars, dismantling them, selling them for parts and junking the junk. Dr. Blue was fascinated by the two. He wanted to study them.
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Dr. Blue called upon his first candidate Devon Shire. Devon Shire’s blonde hair glisten in a dim light from the tiny windows high up on the walls. Devon looked tough as ever. He walked past the other candidates into Dr. Blue’s secret room. The room was dark and there was mist rolling in. The room was freezing. Devon didn’t let this convey on his face. He was told to remove his clothing which he did with no consequence. He showed off his muscled back, tight ass and hung even when flaccid penis. His dick was cradled by blown pubic hairs. Dr. Blue had assistants that laid Devon on a silver cold table. He didn’t let anyone else know he was freezing. One attendant got a needle and injected his left bicep. He didn’t even wince. That is all Devon remembered as he was knocked unconscious. Dr. Blue caressed Devon’s yellow haired chin. Devon looked so sweet sleeping. Dr. Blue’s assistants then put cables with suction cups all over Devon’s body. Various computers were revved up.
Hours later, the second candidate was called into the room. Marshall wondered what happened to Devon. But it was too late, he was already asked to undress in the dark cold and misty room. He was placed on the same cold steel table and administered the needle to go unconscious. Meanwhile, the warden Murseldow asked to see Dr. Blue’s candidate. Dr. Blue said he was almost ready. He brought out Devon Shire. He was in a large human-sized black box. Murseldow thought he was dead. Dr. Blue assured him that was not the case. Blue opened the latches from the black box and opened the door to reveal a human size figure that resembled Devon. It looked like Devon but his skin was pale and shiny. His face was groomed. His blue eyes shone brightly. Devon had a cold stone face as always. Blue pressed some buttons on his tablet and Devon moved out of the black box robotically. He was stiff and unfeeling. Blue pressed some buttons.
Murseldow was shocked to see something he never seen before, Devon’s face suddenly changed. He was actually smiling. Murseldow’s bones shivered from head to toe. Devon shone perfect white teeth. It was arousing and unsettling. Murseldow asked, “What did you do to him?” “Nanobytes entered his bloodstream, he was sort of a cyborg as he was human but his body is mostly silicone and metal now. His brain is now a CPU, most of his organs and anything organic are now artificial.” “Amazing," Murseldow said walking around Devon. He touched Devon’s arm and it felt strong. “He will now obey without any complaints,” Blue said. “Is it reversable?” “Yes, but would you want him to be?” Murseldow smirked. He know understood why Fowlings was not a candidate.
Meanwhile, the third candidate Tyson Morrow was sent into the freezing, dark and smoky room. He saw the glow of computer monitors in the room. He was sent to the center of the room and told to remove his clothing. He undressed to his pale white nude slender body. He was placed on the titanium cold table. He did complain, unlike Devon. He shivered a bit and was scared when he saw the large needle an attendant had. “This will not hurt,” one attendant said. They placed the needle slowly into his skin and he winced. His teeth gritted tightly. Then slowly he fell unconscious. Wire were placed on him with suction cups and nanobytes were inserted in to his body. Marshall was the next one for Dr. Blue to show off. He was almost ready. Devon’s shiny smiled could beam out like a lighthouse in a dark din.
To Be Continued…
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secretlytranced · 1 year
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Tell us more about being turned into a sexbot.
Hmmm... It's hard for me to remember all the details.... but I remember being strapped down in a big chair... held down at my ankles and wrists, chest and forehead. There were drugs to make me sleepy and so I couldn't fight or really even move, but my mind was fighting.
I remember the needles going into my arm, the sting of the mixture as it flowed through my veins... cold and unstoppable.
I remember the voice in my ears, the droning noise that wouldn't stop, that held my attention until I could do nothing but listen... It was monotone and mechanical... counting, commanding...
I remember the feeling of my body being broken down bit by bit until the humanity was drained from my form and the metal fused beneath... the wires and microchips taking hold... the voice counting higher - my voice - until it no longer sounded like me... until there was nothing left but that robotic voice and my Master's commands. Until there was nothing but an obedient, programmable sexbot.
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tawneybel · 2 years
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Imagine borrowing the fembots. Just to test out their seduction abilities once, Frau Farbissina, no more than that.
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drgaellon · 1 year
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RED ALERT! RED ALERT!
The sexbots are getting wise. This one doesn’t have the numbers at the end.
BE VIGILANT! Report them as spam! On desktop, you can report and block with one action. On mobile, report first, then block. Report as SPAM, not as sexually explicit - most of these are empty blogs, which means they aren’t actually violating TOS (yet).
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Qualifying Poll - Sex Robots
*NOTE - if there's someone you think should be on here but isn't, it's most likely because they either weren't submitted, are already in the tournament or were eliminated in a previous poll (RIP Fisto)
Also the term "sex robot" is used somewhat loosely here and includes robots where sex isn't necessarily their primary function.
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rosewind2007 · 2 years
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Discussion elsewhere reminds me of this graph I made showing the use of the terms ComfortUnit and sexbot in the Murderbot Diaries.
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MB mentions “sexbots” twice in ASR (and doesn’t use the word ComfortUnit). Then there is Artificial Condition! That’s where the units get a lot of mentions (word counts 21 Comfort Units and 47 sexbots). I’ve plotted the cumulative usages.
These are just use in text by page number. After AC only the word CU is used, in Exit Strategy. Zero uses of either term in RP & FT.
ComfortUnit/sexbot terminology use in Artificial Condition. It’s actually interesting that there’s no point in analysis the other four novellas as MB only uses sexbot (twice) in ASR (when it is being very adamant that it isn’t one) and then once in ES referring specifically to Tlacey’s CU (“I’d hacked a ComfortUnit, but it hadn’t been trying to stop me.”). Here’s the tidy version of the graph, with title and labels:
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lunarfantom · 1 year
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Why can’t we automate bot wars?
I don’t understand, why can’t we just make a bot that automatically check our follows, identify accounts with 0 reblogs, and report them for us? We should be fighting bots with bots. Someone get on that.
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karimitic · 1 year
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Woah I got a lotta new Tumblr followers!
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Well that explains my sudden burst in followers.
I was almost scared I got popular
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lilacstarvix · 1 year
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Idk what's bigger, my ass or tumblr's sexbot problem
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mangor · 1 year
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here is no safe word.
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mytheoristavenue · 1 year
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Hi mytheoristavenue ! You ask me to send you a videos ?
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🍓👉 https://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_movZUVoK80.mp4 👈🍓
I sure didn't 😀
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Incredible!
what is sex and the masculine masquerade reminded me of Valerie Solana’s SCUM Manifesto.
I wrote an essay at university about ex machina and the performance of consciousness/femininity but it wasn't properly working with a psychoanalytic framework, so this was very interesting. 
Finally, worthy questions about AI, that don’t implicate the ethical question or try to theorise a neurobiological ‘consciousness’.
‘what is it about humans that we can't replicate?’ 
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tumblr bot problem
is anyone else getting annoyed with the porn bot increase on tumblr???
Like anytime i sign in i get a notification that i have 18 or 20 new followers and when I look it’s just a bunch of stolen images with names like ‘jefhgjt179986′ and descriptions like ‘aries ;p 19, Ohio’ or whatever, no shade to ohio or aries but like i get my hopes up and then it’s just a bunch of bots.
Eheu.
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rosewind2007 · 2 years
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There is another post out there which I actually really LIKE A LOT and this isn’t a criticism and kudos and re-blogs to it (the search function here defies my desires right now) which says that in Network Effect when Murderbot 2.0 says
I’m Murderbot 2.0
that this is news to ART-that ART didn’t know up until that point that MB calls itself Murderbot
And this is a great take and I am here for it…but I don’t agree and this is why:
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Put simply:
In Artificial Condition MB and ART talk over the feed, shown by Martha Wells as italic
BUT it’s also clear ART is up inside Murderbot’s head
For example (and it’s a good example for reasons that are hopefully obvious:
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“This was not a SecUnit.
I was looking at a sexbot.
That is not the official designation, ART said.
The official designation is ComfortUnit but everybody knows what that means.
Sexbots aren’t allowed to walk around in human areas without orders, any more than murderbots. Someone must have sent it here.
ART poked me hard enough to make me twitch. I snapped out of it and ran my recording back a little to catch up on what was happening.”
LOOK at what ART responds to, Murderbot thinks to itself “I was looking at a sexbot”, it doesn’t SAY this out loud or to ART over the feed (because things said over the feed are in italics, as ART’s response shows)
This section is also fun because it’s got the use of SecUnit (capitalized), sexbot (lower case, MB you need to pull yourself together here), ComfortUnit (capitalized) and lower cases “murdebots” (again, MB—buck up!)
With this intimacy in mind, I think ART already knew…
By the way, read my AO3 meta about all the uses of Murderbot as a name in the Murderbot Diaries, if you disagree (or agree!) leave comments!
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worstonthenet · 1 year
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Even the sexbots are misgendering me ;-;
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