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    We live in a digital age, where AI, Augments, and Pures live side by side, not entirely in harmony, it is mostly peaceful with distrust amongst the 3.


    Pures are snobby towards augments because they decided to change their own bodies to be what they wanted it to be, not that augmentation isn’t inexpensive, they just cherish the bodies they were born with, Pures also aren’t the biggest fan of AI as they don’t trust their hyper-intelligence.


    Augments the middle-ground of technological breakthroughs and AI meddling. Augments are your run of the mill everyday people, living their life day by day, paycheck to paycheck. Some with exceptional skill enhanced by their implants. Though friendly to all, they are cautious around Pures because of fear of being shunned or attacked. AI they look at as friends and information brokers, due to neural networking, they can share information with AI seamlessly and efficiently. While they foster a good relationship with AI they also have a fear of AI taking over.


    AI live their life peacefully with most of them holding bureaucratic positions and being vital pistons to the world stage, with hyper intelligence and strong metal based bodies they are the most efficient of the 3 however, stepping into Pure Territory can be extremely dangerous, among that, when they do get in trouble they are prosecuted to the highest possible degree because “they should know better.” Another downside to them is their lack of empathy and emotion, though they have learned a lot they don’t have chemicals to comprise true emotion.


    You, will take on a role as one of these 3 types of people, though you won’t have access to magic or mythical powers. Augmentations are very vast, easy to find, and can act as conduits to a brighter future. We hope to see you in the ever-awake city of Kirkby.


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    Name: Evelyn (Eve for short)

    Age: 24

    Race: Aug

    Backstory: When Eve was born, she was your typical happy and health baby. By the age of 3 she became deathly ill. Doctors couldn't find out what was wrong with her and came to the conclusion to do some augmentations on her body. Her parents being made of money, did what they felt was right at whatever cost to save their little girl. After some testing and mild augmenting, Eve showed progress and was completely healthy, but the doctors weren't finished. They wanted to run more tests and do a little more augmenting on the child, so they told the parents that it was needed in order to keep her sickness in check, they would constantly have her come in for testings and checks up to make sure the augments were working properly. Tweaking it here and there as she grew. When Eve was about 10 she underwent another augmenting surgery where doctors gave her an implant allowing her the ability to form and use a weapon. Being a child so young and given that ability, made her parents very concerned on how she would respond. Thankfully, she learned quickly on how to control it and the doctors had he go through a training process to learn how to use the weapons. Doctors were very impressed with the child and wanted to continue further, at age 13 her parents became obsessed with the augments and they to wanted to continue and do more to their daughter. Eve grew tired of becoming what she considered herself as a "test subject" and just wanted to live a normal life like the other children. She expressed her concerns to her grandmother, who in turn went to court and gained full custody to raise her grandchild. Deeming her parents as "unfit to further raise her" after allowing her to be a test subject for these doctors.
    Eve lived a pretty normal life until the passing of her grandmother at age 19. From there Eve inherited her grandmothers property and learned to live a normal adult life. She currently goes to school 3 days a week while working a full time job for a big cooperation, as a secretary. Growing up as an augmented child was rough for her but she grew accustomed to it.
     
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    Name: David “Jesus” Alvarez

    Age: 28

    Race(AI, Aug, Pure.): Pure

    Backstory: One of the few pures that don’t care about augmentation actually loves it, just doesn’t want to be involved in being augmented himself. He took the liberty to making his own black market business of implanting augments into people! Exciting I know! He is generally the person you to see if you want unmarked chips!

    Name: Lewis “Old-Man” Becker

    Age: 22

    Race(AI, Aug, Pure.): Aug

    Backstory: In spite of his nick name, he is actually a very young man, however his hair is already white, he has bad knees, a bad back, and impaired vision, no insurance, but he is great friends with David, so David hooked him up with some augments to alleviate the issues, He now walks and talks like his age, can also see perfect 20/20 however he still has the grey hair, What an unfortunate guy!
     
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    Name: Florence Augustine Cunningham

    Age: 26

    Race: Aug

    Backstory: "There's no time to be lazing about when we still have so much SCIENCE to perform!" Such is the lifetime creed of one Dr. Florence Augustine Cunningham, who very much prefers his alias "Dr. August" (emphasis on the DOCTOR, mind you). He has been fascinated with augmentation technology from a very young age, but once he experienced augmentation himself, his fascination soon turned into obsession. At the tender age of 16, he lost his right arm in an unfortunate fishing accident and his parents could not afford to buy him a robotic arm. They did, however, give him enough money to buy parts for a new arm and with a little ingenuity alongside his superior intellect, natural aptitude for cybernetics, and a little help from friends and family who still had all their limbs, he managed to construct his own right arm.

    Fast forward a few years and Florence managed to graduate summa cum laude from a prestigious college, earning a degree in cybernetics. Soon afterwards, he began working at one of the most well-known robotics companies in the entire country. However, his dream job would not last as his employers soon tired of his unauthorized experiments, eccentric nature, and constant requests for human test subjects. Undeterred by the dreaded pink slip, he went into business for himself and has seen a great deal of success as an independent cybernetics expert, starting his own company called "Heavy Metal Mayhem." He's still pretty sore about being fired, though.



    Name: Socrates

    Age: 5 days

    Race(AI, Aug, Pure.): AI

    Backstory: Florence's robotic companion who probably still has a few glitches since he was only activated five days ago and Florence doesn't exactly have "professional robot-building equipment." Comes equipped with an MP3 Player. May or may not have rocket fists. Is not looking for Sarah Connor.
     
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    Name: Autonomous Information Database V1.4B - Auto for short.

    Age: Uncertain, though one could assume sometime between the beginning of time and now.

    Race: AI

    Backstory: Auto was a bit of an odd fellow, even for an AI. Its main design was the collection and storage of information, and yet it had very limited memory of its own experiences. Perhaps its programming had determined that Auto itself was not a worthwhile biography to record, but this knowledge was locked deep inside Auto's root files, out of its AI's reach. What that left then, was a hyper intelligent, hyper knowledgeable AI with severe memory loss of its own existence, and therefore its creator.

    Auto's body was comprised of a large variety of technologies, some of which were clearly not from the modern era, which meant that Auto had existed for quite some time. In fact, Auto could not state, without reasonable doubt, whether the knowledge it had obtained on various historical events had been from books it had read, or from first hand experience. For now though, Auto's AI simply struggled to keep it safe and employed.
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    Autonomous Information Database V1.4B "WAKE UP" Process initializing in 3...2...
    Auto sat up at 90 degree angle, opened its visual processors, and checked the time it had been keeping for many, many years.
    "3pm...recharging took longer than expected."

    Auto unplugged itself from its charging dock and began its morning routine - although now in the afternoon.
    As it scurried around busily - humming an obscure tune that not even Auto knew where it came from, the phone rang.
    Auto dove over to the phone, trying to catch it before the second ring.

    "Hello?" Auto answered. "You have reached Autonomous Information Database V1.4B."

    "Hello, yes, this is Sam with Taco Time. You have missed your last two shifts without calling. We're going to have to let you go."
    Auto thought to itself for a moment before responding.
    "Sam, was it?" Auto began, "I do have a question before you go.."
    "Alright, what's your question Auto?" The man that Auto had noted as Sam said.
    "What exactly is a 'Taco Time', and were you my employer?"

    The phone -clicked- unexpectedly and Auto placed the phone back onto the base.
    "Well... I guess I need a new job."
     
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    David and Lewis sat around in David’s workshop/house lazily while looking for something to do.

    “Hey, Lewis. Are you hungry? Cause I’m starving!” David was losing energy slowly but that is because he skipped breakfast considering it would have minimal effects on him. “I’m gonna pass out of I don’t eat something soon.” David quickly opened his laptop and started searching the internet for a place to eat. Lewis was pretty much being ignored at this point.

    “We could go to taco time, it is cheap and well as usual I don’t have money.” Lewis who was flat broke and didn’t have a single dollar to his name, no job to be noted, and no motivation to do anything he constantly mooched off of David. “Besides, I don’t need to constantly bother you to feed me, you do it all the time.” Lewis looked over at David.

    David waved his hand towards Lewis as though he didn’t pay any mind to Lewis’ words. “For starters we’ve known each other since we were children. And your rapid decline in health has drastically hindered your ability for work. And secondly, you’re my best friend, I am much more well off than you, whether it is my day off or I am late to work is neither here nor there. Speaking of work...” David decided to check his employee page, however he signed in under Florence’s account specifically to check on call outs in the discrete augmentation department. Unfortunately. 3 people had already called out meaning he was going to get called in.

    “right so taco time it is, I unfortunately am expecting a phone call from Florence right around the time we start eating.” And so, David closed his laptop and put it in a carrying case. He sighed and questioned why Florence just didn’t fire the same 3 people that always call out but it isn’t his business. He walked out the door with Lewis shortly behind him,


    Lewis hesitated on taking more of his money however his broke ass didn’t really have much of a choice. “Hey man thanks.” He smiled towards David and patted his shoulder.

    David turned his head toward Lewis as they entered Taco time, it was barely a 10 minute walk from his house to taco time. “Lewis, I will be upgrading your chips when I get out of work.” They ordered their food and sat down. Before David could get even a bite he felt his phone ringing.
     
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    Books in hand Eve rushed out the door to head to her school. If she timed it right, she will have enough time to grab a bite to eat and maybe be able to sit for ten minutes to enjoy a cup of coffee. She had just finished an 8 hour shift, had enough time to go home, shower and prepare herself for her evening classes. She normally passes a few restaurants along the way, and since she was always on the go, would often stop in one, for a bite to eat. It was on rare occasions that she would have time to cook a nice meal for herself. She looked at her watch, one her grandmother had given her on her 16 birthday, one she cherished dearly.
    "Perfect timing"
    She said as she stopped just outside the coffee shop. Heading in, she placed her order and took a seat outside of shop on one of the fancy umbrella tables. It was a nice day out and she wanted to enjoy a moment of fresh air, before being cooped up again in another building. She placed her book bag on her lap and began digging through it, pulling out a glasses case. Opening it she slipped on her glasses and began reading through her notes. One of the augmentations her parents wanted her to have was to have her vision fixed, but thankfully her grandmother was able to gain custody before that took place, for all she knew, she could have been equipped with false eyes. She was grateful that even with the augmentations done on her, she could still live a some what normal life. The only problem she really had is on rare occasions, her neck and shoulder would have a blue like glow, from the implant she was given.

    She had a test that evening and wanted to go over the material, to make sure she was mentally prepare, she wanted to pass her test. She was suddenly interrupted by a man clearing his throat, he looked up over her notes to see one of the waiters with her food and coffee. She hadn't realized that she had taken up all the space on the table with her books, that he was unable to set her food and drink down
    "Oh I'm so sorry"
    she quickly grabbed her stack of books and set them on the seat next to her which allowed the waiter to put her food and coffee down. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out some money and tipped the waiter. She would always tip well as he grandmother always taught her that when someone was doing a service to them, it was good karma to tip them well.
    "Thank you"
    She said with a smile before turning her attention back to her note. She would often reach over and take a sip of her coffee or a bite of her sandwich. She would also check the time to make sure she wasn't running late, at this point she had about 15 or so minutes before she had to hightail it to her classroom.
     
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    Deep in an underground research facility (also called a "basement" by the unenlightened), Dr. August was performing all sorts of crazy robot experiments, juggling a few different pet projects at once while occasionally taking a break to eat and sleep...though not as much as he should, to be honest. Right now, most of his focus was on fixing his new robotic assistant, who had been successfully activated a few days ago but not without incident. Now content that he had (probably) worked out the last of the major bugs in its system, he reactivated the machine and watched with pride as it booted up and hummed to life.
    "Yes, finally! My perfect robot assistant, fully operational and ready to do my bidding. Excellent! Exquisite! Superb! Tell me, robot, what is your designation?"


    The humanoid-looking robot, now standing up on its own two feet, turned its head towards Florence.
    "This unit's designation is Socrates."
    "Very good! And what is your purpose?"
    The robot's eyes glowed slightly as the rest of its systems came online. After a short delay, it answered in a suspiciously familiar voice.
    "I'm looking for Sarah Connor."
    Florence recoiled in shock.
    "What?! Oh, damn it all, his movie quotation subroutine is interfering with his speech patterns again! I thought I worked that one out...oh well, it's a relatively minor glitch in the grand scheme of things."
    He flung his lab coat back with a dramatic "swish" sound, looking as grandiose as ever.
    "With the two of us working together, there's no limit to the amount of science we can accomplish! First, we'll start with--"

    "Dr. Florence, a reminder for you. You need to contact David and tell him to come to work."
    "Don't interrupt me when I'm in the middle of a speech! Ahem, well, I suppose I should give him a call. Later. When I'm not doing more important things. Also, I thought I told you not to call me that! It's Dr. August!"
    "My apologies. The appropriate changes have been made in my memory banks."
    "Good. Now, is your phone subroutine working?"
    "Of course, doctor."
    "Good! Then call him yourself so I can get back to work."
    "As you wish, doctor."
    The sound of dialing could be heard as Socrates called David.
     
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    After learning of his termination from the job he didn't know, or more aptly - remember that he had, Auto decided it would be a good idea for him to go to Taco Time and collect his first and final check. Unfortunately, there were 7 Taco Times within walking distance of Auto's apartment and he was not entirely sure which location he had worked for. The man who had called earlier had dialed from a personal phone so there was no affiliation with any specific business, so instead, Auto was forced to check each Taco Time, one by one.

    Auto had cloaked the majority of his oddly juxtaposed body in a large overcoat so as not to draw any attention to the oddly mechanical and 'steampunk' additions to his mostly modern circuitry, but that in itself was odd, as a non humanoid AI. A robot in an overcoat in a sunny, non raining day may have been just as odd as his body itself..

    After 3 or 4 different Taco Time's, Auto found one that at least felt somewhat familiar. Perhaps because the 'o' in the neon lit sign was out, contrary to the others he had been to.

    Auto entered the building and proceeded towards the front register, before being distracted by a phone ringing.
    Autos intention quickly snapped into the phone call, and he became hyper focused. He was, after all, an AI specifically decided around the collection of information. He was, however, not designed around being particularly stealthy or inconspicuous, and so Auto stared very obviously directly at the booth with the two men.

    As he stared, it become obvious to those who noticed Auto that he was mumbling something.
    "Answer call..must collect...Answer call...must collect.."
     
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    When David felt his phone vibrating he immediately clicked it on. “Hello.” He said only to be greeted by a voice that want his boss. Instead of David hanging up he toyed the machine for a bit. “Yeah, Hey. Nice to meet you and all, but I don’t know who you are, and I don’t believe you’re my boss. Sure you might work for him. But I don’t talk to assistants. Sorry, tell him to call me himself if he needs something. Also tell him to fire the trouble employees while you’re at it.” He quickly hung up and turned over to the glaring machine. “Hmmm”

    David was much more intrigued by the machine that was staring near him, being in a neutral area of the city protected him, and any asshole pure who wanted to start shit wasn’t exactly in a good area to do so. David, without a seconds hesitation stood up from his seat walking over to the new mystery machine. He walked around it in a circle, observing its structure, it’s height, it’s parts, and when reaching the front again it’s eyes.

    “You’re definitely old, could be a war cyborg, or an early augment, maybe a pre revolution AI.” David figured he could be one of the three. Either way he reached his hand out, “names David. Nice to meet you.”


    Lewis let out a sigh, he was used to David being inquisitive about things he didn’t know but he always felt like one day it would get him hurt. He got up and stood side by side with David.

    “Sorry about my friend here, he doesn’t really know much about personal boundaries especially with things that interest him. My names Lewis, and well, I don’t really do much.” He scratched the back of his head as they waited for a response from them.
     
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    Auto's eyes shifted and focused as they took a three dimensional model of David's body and committed it to memory. The data was filed into the "unknown importance" directory - to be valued by Auto's internal sub routine later, when more information was gathered.
    Lewis was categorized as "interesting but unlikely to be worth storing", and so only his basic information was stored.

    As all this happened within a second or two, Auto looked down at David's hand, thoroughly confused by the gesture.

    "Hello David, Lewis. I am Autonomous Information Database V1.4B. You may refer to me as Auto if it is easier.”

    Auto gestured towards David’s hand before continuing,

    “I thank you for the offer David, but I have two working hands with functioning digits and am unsure of the viability of reverse augmentation.”


    It seemed that Auto believed David had been offering his hand as a gift - perhaps believing that Auto needed a new hand. This was, clearly, not what was happening. Human - and more generally, societal mannerisms were stored by time period, but not actively included into Auto’s conscious AI. Due to that, Auto tended to be entirely clueless how to conduct himself in social situations.
     
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    “An AI, Huh?” It had only dawned upon David that Auto thought a handshake was him offering his hand. He let out a chuckle, that slowly turned into a laugh. “For someone who is a database of information, You seem to be pretty aloof. I wasn’t offering my hand. I was requesting a handshake.” David withdrew his hand after explanation.

    “I’m sure I don’t need to retread old ground, but it’s just how we sometimes greet new people, could be for business, or acquaintances. So Auto, what brings you here? Do you eat what humans do, or do you just Recharge?” His own curiosity was greater than his own self preservation or boundaries.

    Lewis walked back to his booth seeing that Auto and David were getting along, he just continued to eat.
     
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    Auto checked his database for a moment before responding to David. Unfortunately, accessing his database took a fair bit of Auto's limited processing power, hence his lack of everyday knowledge.
    "Ah..yes. Handshake. I understand."
    At that realization, Auto somewhat forcibly took David's hand and shook it somewhat too vigorously and tightly, before continuing on.


    "I am unsure of the purpose of your inquiry, but my self preservation sub-routine has not flagged this information so I suppose it is deemed non-important. I have come to this establishment to collect a paycheck that I may or may not be owed. Apparently I worked here for some amount of time...although I'm not particularly sure what I did here. I do not know how to make tacos."

    Auto doubled back after realizing he had missed a question.


    "I do not require organic nourishment. I require electrical charge and periodic battery maintenance. At current I am operating at 78 percent efficiency. I will require battery maintenance within the next few weeks."

    Auto looked David up and down, noting the cuts and scrapes on his fingers, evident of someone who worked with their hands.


    "I apologize for the intrusive question David, but, by chance, are you familiar with Lithium Polymer batteries? They tend to degrade over time but finding the lithium to rebuild my battery with has become increasingly difficult.."

    Auto noted to himself that a lot of this difficulty came from the simple fact that his battery was entirely outdated for much of the technology on his body, and barely supplied him with enough power to function. Due to this weak battery, his programming regularly disabled what it considered non-essential functions - one of which was Auto's conscious memory, considering his database and ability to record priority over all else. However, Auto's battery was nearly 200lbs, and finding the materials to continually rebuild his constantly degrading battery every few months was soon to be his death sentence, unless upgraded. This was not a procedure Auto could perform on himself.


     

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