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Sakura-Hime
Guest
Original poster
Earth year 30XX
~ The world has advanced beyond any technology we have now. Hologram devices have replaced cellphones and computers, though not everyone can afford such advances. Cars no longer are limited to the ground, and buildings are built to towering heights. But the largest advance made yet is that of androids. Humanoid robots which are almost indistinguishable from humans. Though each and every android is made to almost perfection; incredible strengths, high speed movement and fast cognitive thought. They are made equipped with sets of skills for objectives, but they have free will just as humans do. Androids populate most every corner of the world, and they have lived peacefully with the humans for a long time.~
~ The world has advanced beyond any technology we have now. Hologram devices have replaced cellphones and computers, though not everyone can afford such advances. Cars no longer are limited to the ground, and buildings are built to towering heights. But the largest advance made yet is that of androids. Humanoid robots which are almost indistinguishable from humans. Though each and every android is made to almost perfection; incredible strengths, high speed movement and fast cognitive thought. They are made equipped with sets of skills for objectives, but they have free will just as humans do. Androids populate most every corner of the world, and they have lived peacefully with the humans for a long time.~
Zaeden stood staring out the giant window of his hotel room, the window encompassed nearly the whole outer wall giving him a perfect view of one of the more bigger cities of the world. His room was over 20 floors up, high enough to see most of the surrounding buildings as their bright neon lights shined in his face, but his adroidian eyes were unaffected by their shine. His steel grey eyes looked over at his small suit case which held his only belongings, which was only clothes and his new work uniform. It was about time he got changed and made his way to his new job.
For years Zaeden had lived this way, never staying in one place too long, for many many reasons. But mainly it was because once others - humans and androids alike- began to see what he was truly like living among them became too hard. He had been at the last city for nearly two years, working in a office that was mainly tech work. He definitely did not like the job itself, but the fact that he didn't have to interact with others often was the biggest plus. However, his personality came out more often and people started to avoid him and shun him. So he had to move.
This city was bigger and the chances of interaction were at a higher ratio, but it was his only option right now. Zaeden didn't indulge in luxury so he had plenty of money stored up, so that wasn't the problem. However in the last ten years of his automatronic life he had been nearly everywhere, he was running out of places to run to.
Worse, the only job he could get on such short notice was working night shift at a local bar. It was actually only a few buildings down, a whole floor out of one of the smaller buildings. Zaeden hadn't bothered to learn what the other floors had been, but he recalled the name of a club. This was bad news, it would mean more and more people would try to interact with him.
Zaeden, now changed into his new uniform, tight black pants that formed to his perfectly sculpted legs, a silken white shirt and a beautiful red velvet vest that showed off all the good points of his manufactured body. One benefit of being an android was that he never had to worry about working out, or getting fact. His body looked the exact same it did on the day he was made ten years ago.
Leaving the Hotel, using the glass elevator that moved to the base floor in a matter of seconds, he walked the nearly empty streets of the city. It was rare to see anyone actually walk. Cars hovered, and the traffic of these floating and flying cars was high above their heads. If one could not afford a car there were trains that hung on wires moving faster than the eye could fallow.
It was a matter of seconds when he came upon the building that would be his work place. There were actually people standing about, smoking on the vapor devices that clouded the brain with synthetic drugs. Zaeden, being an android didn't actually have lungs, so there was no need for him to have such a device.
He avoided them perfectly and weaved through the small crowds of people in the building as he made his way to the floor that was the whole bar. Zaeden was not looking forward to what this first night might be like. Other employees would be all over him, teaching him what to do and asking him questions. Zaeden never liked to have others hover around him, and he didn't have the skill of keeping his mouth shut. So this was going to be interesting.
For years Zaeden had lived this way, never staying in one place too long, for many many reasons. But mainly it was because once others - humans and androids alike- began to see what he was truly like living among them became too hard. He had been at the last city for nearly two years, working in a office that was mainly tech work. He definitely did not like the job itself, but the fact that he didn't have to interact with others often was the biggest plus. However, his personality came out more often and people started to avoid him and shun him. So he had to move.
This city was bigger and the chances of interaction were at a higher ratio, but it was his only option right now. Zaeden didn't indulge in luxury so he had plenty of money stored up, so that wasn't the problem. However in the last ten years of his automatronic life he had been nearly everywhere, he was running out of places to run to.
Worse, the only job he could get on such short notice was working night shift at a local bar. It was actually only a few buildings down, a whole floor out of one of the smaller buildings. Zaeden hadn't bothered to learn what the other floors had been, but he recalled the name of a club. This was bad news, it would mean more and more people would try to interact with him.
Zaeden, now changed into his new uniform, tight black pants that formed to his perfectly sculpted legs, a silken white shirt and a beautiful red velvet vest that showed off all the good points of his manufactured body. One benefit of being an android was that he never had to worry about working out, or getting fact. His body looked the exact same it did on the day he was made ten years ago.
Leaving the Hotel, using the glass elevator that moved to the base floor in a matter of seconds, he walked the nearly empty streets of the city. It was rare to see anyone actually walk. Cars hovered, and the traffic of these floating and flying cars was high above their heads. If one could not afford a car there were trains that hung on wires moving faster than the eye could fallow.
It was a matter of seconds when he came upon the building that would be his work place. There were actually people standing about, smoking on the vapor devices that clouded the brain with synthetic drugs. Zaeden, being an android didn't actually have lungs, so there was no need for him to have such a device.
He avoided them perfectly and weaved through the small crowds of people in the building as he made his way to the floor that was the whole bar. Zaeden was not looking forward to what this first night might be like. Other employees would be all over him, teaching him what to do and asking him questions. Zaeden never liked to have others hover around him, and he didn't have the skill of keeping his mouth shut. So this was going to be interesting.