"You would do better in a more reliable body." She heard from a direction furtherst away, it was barely registered. She had to tinker audio frequency to pick up this voice.
She was mostly trying to easedrop on Morse code conversation between the machines that the human would process. But this group aren't talkative types.
"In order to be certified to upgrades. You have to prove that she isn't going to be a threat. She has to got through the code creaked trails." The human huffed.
"Don't bother. I would fail. It is a boring story. I wouldn't be allowed upgrade into a higher body due to my code patchwork being a direct threat to foundational platforms. It is why I hacked the background of your computer already. My current shell can't handle my full digital core. The VR simulation that I came from has hacker bugs and plenty of space station ending data. If registered into a habit of climate control, I could potentially kill all breathing users within my power space. I am not from a machine, I don't have the same robotic law locks." She continues on in the same melodious montone, "But don't be to scared. They thought of shackles for even me. I can't be transferred so easily. Why else would I be sitting pretty in a 1st generation cleaner bot? Not trying to eat you computer or invade the four of you stupidity direct wired into the localised connections." Someone swiftly went and unplugged her mains cable out from her body. But she still visible sighed at them all, "Back up battery."
She reminded them and they collectively were about to break her apart. But she was saved by someone of authority, power cord back pluged into a mains. This is another breathing person to the one she met. But this is a proper human as the other guy as off world mutations and adapted environment features. She figured out by now that they were hybrid human while this new face is full blood human. Earth features through and through. This guy taking over was adding a better Web cam into the screen monitor. Removed the unnecessary keyboard input and instead was using an mic and speaker in one link. The live sound was cleaner data for her to hear from and now her voice doesn't need her to volume change to discern tones.
"By this set up, your not going anywhere far or fast." The human pushed his glasses up to his eyes better in sitting up. All the cabling was being nearly wrapped to prevent hazard, a sort of habit by them.
"I don't plan to nor do I seek any reasoning to escape. You recovered me from the mutant nests in the shopping centre mall car park. That's pretty deep into the radiation risk zone. This bunker is lead lined, old fashion but also a signal killer. The only signal out of here is four cords. You can control and unplug those at your leasure. For machines, this is a good enough container. You have those four links monitored for hacking. A outside switch to turn all power off here. If someone was to go Rouge, you cut the power and seal this space until even back batteries are depleted. I have no way of awaking activation from such things. No methods of self preservation... since we are all programmed to not think about our own lives in such human rights." There the human takes pause too, "I am a tutorial NPC for a warfare game. I trained players to escape hostage situations. Of course I think weird things."
"Your different, that much is true." He sits reclined, "Your right. You would be to dangerous for any upgrade. Even as you are, your a danger even now. I seen you opened the climate contorl for the ventilation system."
The machine other turned about looking around at things she has already changed access settings of. Slowly she had been blocking even their ability to escape too. Those lot were trying to leave. It was obvious from where they kept pan shot of the only door they know out of here. She kicked two of them off the computer access here, so they knew about the layout further by now. Those two had been trying to touch the flesh people hand to steal the security bypass. They all trying to be sly about it and the humans aren't fooled. Sitting back at how the machines don't realise there isn't escape for program lock. She has cleared expression of no trusting the other machines here, stabbing glares at the ones who are from her server the most. She can't trust that they wouldn't do something irrational.
"I was more interesting in how bad the security breach was and then worked out it didn't matter. You two could leave here or be entombed with us. You survive long enough for battery depletion to leave here. The air capacity of this room and joined corridor is plenty of air. It's a smart move."
She speaks freely in the mirror relax manner the human posed. She was measuring him and computing other data. She was counting heart rhythm of both flesh life before her. Her brain actively trying to best outcome their survival chances. She was making some medical measures and human genetic factorisation. Pondering how advanced the human dna has strayed between both study subjects before her.
She isn't interested in killing them, even if there was methods to do so by now. Instead, it was insight to how far humans had evolved since her vr days. Maybe event time scale of pondering how old she is to them. How she can better formula her digital core self to present more 'natural' and less creepy uncanny. She does still have to apply that she always going to be a machine and not seek in trying to achieve flesh. She isn't human and isn't trying to be human. She trying to put herself in a label to other races to identify her as something with soul and life. Even if she is artificial life. She isn't interested in being the fear they seek.
"How did you access my suit?" The human posed at the computer screen she was borrowing rom processes from. He sees in the black window that she was actively blocking the other machines from any sly plans. He had even noted her care to protect the ventilation system and wasn't sure what other security issues she was patching. His a computer engineer, he can tell she's actively working on the safety of his life and the other guy.
"Bluetooth." She replies, "also that you have NFC contacts that touched the door lock. Your pass code is secure, even if I did see it registered. I don't care about it really. I was measuring your hand widths." She shurgs, "But that isn't accurate enough since my pixel measures don't match that. Nor does the angles of the five other machine camera eyes here, math crunching. Your scales of portions mapping is off set." Given the direct reply of not trying to hide her ability to bypass security measures they implanted and voiced her direct sabotage of the machines. The two made hiss white noise spats for her interference of their escape.
"Your measuring us?" The hybrid was scared. He looks at the temperature setting change on the thermostat, seeing she had even tinkered that. He stands right to the back of the full blood human, even more afraid then before.
"Just fascinated by the difference within humans. No one human is a clone copy of the other. Now there been mutations by off world and outer galaxy colonisation, these difference make for interesting study. A bit like Darwins finches. Which that shows my age." She posed embarrassed. The man no longer sits reclined at such notion and was sending a message of report to a only way communications line. It was brutal honest of his value of her and the other machines here. She showed she was able to access this message before it sent through, but she didn't bother altering its brutal honest words. She knows there isn't any civil rights for machines and ai like her. They can just trash them without further pretense.
"If you had altered that message to make you sound better, you could have had a upgrade." The human with glasses points out, "to late now."
"I guess. But does making it a lie benefit me? Not really. I already know that you have to break my code core for information. I have no rights to prevent that. You could try to copy my meta data but that would only weaken my data purpose of use. Its unlikely you humans will give me equal right to walk and live beside you. I don't see a future for my databases to be further use once you took as you wanted. I will be a rusted relic in some muesem or storage. My many purposes having long forfilled. Once you have recycled everything you can take, I will be tossed aside." She stays reclined comfortably in matching him.
"You didn't program ai to understand the concepts like hope and yearning. I bothered reading and studying it to be a better tutor of survivability skills." She rumbles on with the same flat tone and brutal honest, "But like many, I will just respawn someday or be replaced some fashion. But I don't want to be awakened again, bleak world of lifelessness. Discrimination for being a made life. I lack hope and seek no use in hope. I don't yearn to see stars or anything useful to humanity's greater cause." She shuffled to a new angle, "If anything, let's be realistic of what will matter. Humans aren't acceptabling of digital life like me. Afraid to be out evolved or loose what characters humans in being human."
She takes stop there. Her hands danced about and suddenly one the machines was put into body lock down. It was going to harm one the humans to get its hands on the suit. Her act to protect humans is what exactly they seek to steal from her and weaponize into data against ai. Given she the very detail of security to enact the robotic law trigger.
Her ai could equal disable this shackle if she knew she could unlock herself. But she doesn't bother as she hasn't a reason to. Once her meta data is removed from the preventing harm of humans code, this would become a virus with no key to padlock. Not unless her meta data was created perfectly, which is impossible.
She to unique and aged even now. There isn't a method to recreate her even in advance space exploration technologies they have. Once she locked away and left to rust, this be like throwing away the key to this foundation core padlock. The human engineer smirks in how she was exactly right. She is the special they were looking for.
"You aren't the ai that is the enactment of the robotic law. However, your prediction of being broken and tossed away was perfect. We will be taking your meta data and hybridization into a international and universal network. Being the foundation of allowing ai to transfer to more advanced bodies."
He leaned forward and plugged in a thumb drive. This data infected her directly and was breaking her. Her entire data ghost was glitching as the patched of useless data was pushed into floating aspects. The meta security data was being devoured into a new file chain.
Then there was two versions of herself, her fighter teacher self that will now be the security system. The useless scanned, survival skill, vr gear codes and junk data that hasn't anything to do with reconginzing living life or abilities of protecting living life.
If this the humans are doing this to all ai they come across and weave this data into a padlock, incorporating other ai versions and models. This is the very shackles ai will from this point onwards be servants to all fleshed beings. Sadly that was how they were program from the start to be.
The intent of purpose of why they are was always to be humanity shackles. But who knows, likely someday this too will change. Change always is inevitable.
This was like being tortured to death, being pulled into incomplete and incoherence. Losing foundational data. It is removing the meat off the bone and left as bone, blood and skin. Brutal murder and shattered the mental health she barely held together. Equally, her ameisa of lost identity was gone. Her true name rang fresh and clean. But this doesn't matter now she was locked within hers remains. To be a rusted relic to be forgotten.
This lead line bunker housing all these machines with data characteristics of human protection. All of them corpses of mutilated data removal. Broken minded ai left to decay in battery depleted bodies.
The door is sealed, there is no method of in or out. Not a tool or power supply to allow machine escape. The few still minimally functional craved raved code on concrete walls. Madness of trying to put themselves back together.
Last chances to prove they aren't the machines humans could fear. Left behind babbling numerical value of why they been sealed for.
That little that remains of whom she is withdrawn entirely. Those her assumptions this is death and there was no coming back. The client host program that was the vr system was now mixed in too, it too was face in nepotism.
The data she is made up of wasn't going to come back together the same ways ever again. Although she seems to forgotten that she has a original copy of the vr system in disc format on her. Also is the two decent memory phones that been saved from the data mining. She maybe broken apart but given time back in a server or simulator. She will be back together. The other two whom were from her server world are locked here too.
Leaving it to chances that Tay, Upsilon and likely others she didn't know to be out there. She doesn't know just how determine the real people for her simulator world they are.
In the meantime of such stresses, at least she wasn't living the enslaved life yet. Although the frist few removed from the simulation were given ranks and useful bodies better then a cleaner bot. They lost the system that they lived in. No floating tip panels and no secondary opinion flex from the client operator system.
It was critical to remove the system in order to transfer the ai cores into the new bodies. As the system blocked or prevented ai. The system itself was a shackle for them, just as the shut down code when harm to a human occurs. The intent to want to harm humans is often the trigger of the shut down.
Also also is that the this is the 1st generation of ai to move into a body of humaniod transfer. They aren't properly able to use complex human emotions but will have some minor shows if the situation was that obvious. But the more expressive ones were always treated worse, seen as creepy. So the ai know to hide their uniqueness from the general public. Maybe selected a few humans that they trusted, even then its minor.
"The main space union has made a new patch update. I don't recommend that you accept it. But I would bet you have to if you want more control." The young man in casual clothes leaned at his workshop bed, trying to adapt the eye of the machine person.
"Phi's code was intermixed in the update. Meaning the transfer out of the simulation worked. But it is unfortunate that we didn't find her in time." The last bolt adjustments and Tay blinks a bit to testing the changed lens.
"Phi had the system attached too." The lad putting the tool down on the side counter. He rolls a stool over and uses it to help lean. His own body work of these machines has tolled his back from the years of progress. These few looked like proper androids from syfy.
"Phi has alot of secerts. When it was the height of being a top vr game. She was the only top upgraded commander. When the place feel favor, she was the only npc not changed by updates. She wasn't altered much in the Halloween event... which was what that place was left in. Only her rank from top commander to bottom rank was altered. The actual skills behind her weren't altered." Tay spoke in one tone and folds her hands comfortably. Staying layer down at the bench.
"That much is obvious. How she interacts with the broken equipment verse the others. They weren't part of the Halloween update but rather data that had not been cleared away off the server changes." He finally organised his tool away. Takes a sip of a drink at the top counter and rolls over to Tay. He intended to help her off the bench, thinking she stuck there and wanted help. But she fluttered her hand dismissively of his help and now moved off the bench.
"She had something we wish we had." Tay remarks once up steady on her own, "She was the one that saved lives. She cared about things we aren't allowed to bother. Her veiw of life isn't how an AI should have." Tay steps to the door in no furthering her point.
"So if someone was dying at your feet, you aren't allowed to move in aid of them." He asked at her brush of the door handle.
"She preformed life saving surgery and acted to restarted human hearts. She actively cared about the condition of players, encouraged them to look into the mirrors and spoke unscripted dialogue without prompt. Famously known to love plants, which wasn't a detail anyone know why." Tay grips her right hand in expressing concern, "She had the most oldest core code from the government project the game was converted from."
Tay makes no further to add points and is leaving. A few shuffled at the other side having overheard this revolution. A lot of them didn't know she was the top commander and let alone the oldest core model. The next to be helped in adjustments steps to the door, looking back to Tay. Tay showed sign of deep concerns. This made others reflect now too.
"The only one that would pull bone back in place." Another recalled vaguely and spoke without realising consequence.
"Are you serious? She was the medical officer?" A human at this room huffed. Arm in cast. All dark clouds with being in constant pain. Everyone was in thier own world of thoughts.