Replica-

 

The scientist looked at his creation. It was his greatest achievement, and his biggest failure.

 

The replica was pretty, some might say even perfect. It had a slim fragile physique, with it's longing eyes and smooth skin.

 

He created it. He can't remember why anymore. Maybe a girl dumped him... Maybe he was bored... He did live a Lonely existence. He had spent most of his time and money to make it.

 

He walked around. The replica was hooked up to a computer. It was meant to install feelings. All the feelings of a perfect girl.

 

And that's all it was. Simulated feelings. Ones and zeroes. Not real. All those programs. Love, caring, lust, loyalty, humor. All nothing

 

She lacked two feelings. Anger and hatred. Those were vital to any living thing. Such as love exists, there must be hate, right? No one is incapable of hate. He hated this creation for giving him such an ethical headache. The replica hated him for not turning her on.

 

 

Every day he came down here to look at the girl. He walked upstairs. As he looked down, he could have sworn to see a glint in her eyes. A sign of life. A hint that maybe she was not just ones and zeroes. "Alicia." He said. That's what her name was. That was the one thing he was sure about.

That was uhh nice .

That was uhh nice .

'uhh'?

'uhh'?

I was thinking what word to use ....lol

Oh okay. I was just writing the sequel post

Replica 2-One day, the scientist woke up to hear the sound of humming machines. He rushed Down to see the machines turn on. He was astonished. Did he just turn it on last night? Yesterday was a blank for him. The Monitor glowed on. On it were words. He sat near the screen.-Hello?- the words said"Hello?" He said. The monitor showed nothing for a few seconds-did you say something? My sound receptors are off-"S-sorry!" Why would he say that? It's not real... He turned on the receptors "Now?"-yes- it replied. -what am I?-He stopped. What was she? Was it even a she? "You are-" he started to say-yes?-"You are-" he said "Alicia. That's what you are..."-what's an Alicia?- He shook his head "it's a name..."-A name?"Yes." The scientist said. "At its base form, that is what you are."-Alicia...-There was a silence. The scientist had never thought this machine would turn on by itself, rather, him turn it on yesterday. God, yesterday was such a blur...The screen turned on -Okay! I am Alicia!- the monitor glowed.

I was thinking what word to use ....lol

how's this

I like it! 8D I love stories with robots/androids/replicas who don't have emotions at first, but over time gain an identity of their own! ^~^ Very cool premise!

I'm liking it so far! Sci-fi's always a good place to go into the nature of identity and humanity, and I like the two parts you have so far!

That was uhh nice .

I like it! 8D I love stories with robots/androids/replicas who don't have emotions at first, but over time gain an identity of their own! ^~^ Very cool premise!

I'm liking it so far! Sci-fi's always a good place to go into the nature of identity and humanity, and I like the two parts you have so far!

Making chap 3!Any ideas for what I should do next? Make a writing request!

Making chap 3!Any ideas for what I should do next? Make a writing request!

Make it a romantic comedy!

Make it a romantic comedy!

It basically is, lol

Make it a romantic comedy!

Then you can make a comic of it, lolReplica 3-The scientist came home from a day at work. The energy needed to hold up the machine was tremendous, and the usual hours weren't going to stand. He went down to the basement. -can I ask you something?- the monitor said ."Yes." He said. -I've heard noises...- it said. -what are they?-"What noises?" He said. He had done no things wrong. No one usually came over...-I'll play it for you- the monitor played the audio of yesterday. Children playing on the sidewalk, and cars. -what are those... Are they bad?-"No..." He said. "Not inherently..." Those kids always made fun of him. Sabotaged his files by pushing him into the the water. "Sorry!" They always said. Screw them! He knew what they were up to...-They seem so... Happy-"I guess..." He said. -can I... Go see them?-"No!" He said. She was not ready for it. She would be found out in no time, and persecuted. He would be ridiculed.-why not?-"Because...because it's not for you!" He screamed. Alicia would be his secret. That was what he wanted, right? -happiness...is not for me?- the monitor said.The scientist looked at the comment. He looked at the doll. The dolls glint was gone. Was it...sad? He didn't want that... One ride wouldn't hurt...He went to a room, like everywhere else, was untouched. It was filled with other switches and monitors. He turned it on, and started the process. The process seemed to take hours, as he had to watch over every monitor and switch, to make sure nothing went wrong... Bright lights filled the other side. He could only guess the doll was not damaged. Trust in the monitors.Once it was done, he went to the room. The doll was motionless. Damn. It didn't work...He held the robot in his arms, and cried. At the years he'd wasted making this contraption. The years he debated turning this on. The week he talked and got his hopes up. "Doc-tor?" He heard. He looked down. "Doctor...why are you crying?" He couldn't believe it. It worked. "I was..." He wiped his and her eyes, as the doll never blinked, nor had it learned. "Nothing" he said. "Let's go." "Okay!" Alicia smiled and said she opened up the door. Finally! She could- The scientist yanked her back, and slammed the door. "What's wrong?" She said. "What did I do?" She started to cry. Except it only was sounds. The tear liquids were not installed."You don't have clothes." He gazed at her naked body. It was...hot? What in the world possessed him to do it? It was a test object, a test doll. Why? I guess some men can't avoid their natural instincts he thought... He hated that irrational thought pattern...

Then you can make a comic of it, lolReplica 3-The scientist came home from a day at work. The energy needed to hold up the machine was tremendous, and the usual hours weren't going to stand. He went down to the basement. -can I ask you something?- the monitor said ."Yes." He said. -I've heard noises...- it said. -what are they?-"What noises?" He said. He had done no things wrong. No one usually came over...-I'll play it for you- the monitor played the audio of yesterday. Children playing on the sidewalk, and cars. -what are those... Are they bad?-"No..." He said. "Not inherently..." Those kids always made fun of him. Sabotaged his files by pushing him into the the water. "Sorry!" They always said. Screw them! He knew what they were up to...-They seem so... Happy-"I guess..." He said. -can I... Go see them?-"No!" He said. She was not ready for it. She would be found out in no time, and persecuted. He would be ridiculed.-why not?-"Because...because it's not for you!" He screamed. Alicia would be his secret. That was what he wanted, right? -happiness...is not for me?- the monitor said.The scientist looked at the comment. He looked at the doll. The dolls glint was gone. Was it...sad? He didn't want that... One ride wouldn't hurt...He went to a room, like everywhere else, was untouched. It was filled with other switches and monitors. He turned it on, and started the process. The process seemed to take hours, as he had to watch over every monitor and switch, to make sure nothing went wrong... Bright lights filled the other side. He could only guess the doll was not damaged. Trust in the monitors.Once it was done, he went to the room. The doll was motionless. Damn. It didn't work...He held the robot in his arms, and cried. At the years he'd wasted making this contraption. The years he debated turning this on. The week he talked and got his hopes up. "Doc-tor?" He heard. He looked down. "Doctor...why are you crying?" He couldn't believe it. It worked. "I was..." He wiped his and her eyes, as the doll never blinked, nor had it learned. "Nothing" he said. "Let's go." "Okay!" Alicia smiled and said she opened up the door. Finally! She could- The scientist yanked her back, and slammed the door. "What's wrong?" She said. "What did I do?" She started to cry. Except it only was sounds. The tear liquids were not installed."You don't have clothes." He gazed at her naked body. It was...hot? What in the world possessed him to do it? It was a test object, a test doll. Why? I guess some men can't avoid their natural instincts he thought... He hated that irrational thought pattern...

Yay, she's alive! ^^On a side note, I see you've decided to use some fanservice

Yay, she's alive! ^^On a side note, I see you've decided to use some fanservice

not on purpose! Replica 4The scientist got a box. He had it for god knows how it had been there it was dusty, and unopened. The words 'For Alicia' was written on it. Inside of it was a set of decent clothes that were wrapped in a plastic cover so they could not be dirtied. They were decent clothes, but they smelled. A wash was definite for these. He went up to his room. He found a t-shirt, lab jacket, and baggy pants. "Good enough" he mumbled, and came downstairs. He looked at Alicia, who was looking out of the window. He ran to her, and closed the blinds. "Don't do that!" He said."It looked so... Beautiful...." She said, with wonder in her eyes. "Can I not have beautiful as well?" "It's not that!" He said. "You are naked! People don't like nudity!" And a nude girl randomly appearing in his house would surely draw attention. That stunt he pulled to get Alicia to work damn near shut the power down in the entire town, and the thunderous sounds could not help him in the slightest to be inconspicuous. "Wear these." He tossed the clothes to her.

not on purpose! Replica 4The scientist got a box. He had it for god knows how it had been there it was dusty, and unopened. The words 'For Alicia' was written on it. Inside of it was a set of decent clothes that were wrapped in a plastic cover so they could not be dirtied. They were decent clothes, but they smelled. A wash was definite for these. He went up to his room. He found a t-shirt, lab jacket, and baggy pants. "Good enough" he mumbled, and came downstairs. He looked at Alicia, who was looking out of the window. He ran to her, and closed the blinds. "Don't do that!" He said."It looked so... Beautiful...." She said, with wonder in her eyes. "Can I not have beautiful as well?" "It's not that!" He said. "You are naked! People don't like nudity!" And a nude girl randomly appearing in his house would surely draw attention. That stunt he pulled to get Alicia to work damn near shut the power down in the entire town, and the thunderous sounds could not help him in the slightest to be inconspicuous. "Wear these." He tossed the clothes to her.

Yay, the fanservice is over

So far so good! The juxtaposition of his introverted pessimism and her curiosity make for an interesting setup, looking forward to more installments.

Replica 5

 

The scientist immediately regretted the clothes choice for Alicia. She looked like his wired young secretary.

 

"There!" She said. "That place has the same sounds! Can I-" she stopped. "Right…you said I'm not allowed happiness..." She felt ashamed.

 

"No!" He said. "It's not that..." He stopped. Most of his life, he would have to explain everything to her... "You have to blend in with humans, okay?" He tried to ad-lib. "Once you understand a little bit, I'll... Um... Let you have all the happiness you want for the week!" He was going to regret this.

 

"You mean it?" Her eyes lit up. She hugged him. "THANK YOU, DOCTOR!"

 

He almost fell over. "Alright, I'll teach you a bit." He pointed to a bench. "We'll sit here."

 

He pointed to the park. "This is a park. Kids play here."

 

"Can I play there?" She said. "I'm not a kid, but..."

 

"You can." He said. "Everything that can play plays in parks, and you are no exception." He felt like willy Wonka, that is, some deranged lunatic explaining this.

 

Alicia smiled. That was good. She understood that concept.

 

"Hmm..." He was at a loss for words... Was that too base? Hmm...

 

"Why?" Alicia said. "Why are they happy?"

 

"I don't know..." He really didn't like kids. They were so mean, and forgetful and clumsy and...

 

A ball came up to him, a child waddled over to retrieve his lost goods. "Can I?" The tot asked.

 

"Sure..." The scientist picked up the ball, and threw it at him. The ball bounced off of the kids head, but the kid paid no mind. The ball was his again.

 

"You see?" The scientist chuckled. "The boy is happy with the ball."

 

"So..." Alicia said with an innocent and quizzical face. "Balls are happiness? Do you not have them?"

 

The scientist almost chocked on his own spit due to shock. "I didn't mean ball SPECIFICALLY give happiness! And yes, I do have them!"

 

"Hm?" Alicia said. "Then why do you always look grumpy?"

 

He rubbed his eyes. "Happiness... Is relative... It's not defined by a thing... It just happens..." He thought about that. Would she ever feel happiness? He could tell her to like anything he wanted, so... Is true happiness possible? "You can find yours," he said, with false hope "I'm sure of it..."