"ELIZABETH"<br/><br/>CA6.01LZ (hereafter referred to as "Elizabeth" or "Liz") was produced by EXOGLOBAL dba SIRENLABS (R).  Nicknamed "Tin Lizzy," Liz is the prototype for an advanced AI bot, designed with the vested interests of its clientele and investors in mind.  The Shelly allusion was no accident, but not exactly apt.  This model was designed to be cooperative, but not complacent... aggressive, but subject to degradation... and sensitive, but not dramatic.  The AI was the most advanced ever attempted, with the idea being 'reaction synthesis' rather than 'reaction simulation'.  All existing models produce predictable reactions to stimuli, but Liz was designed to be unpredictable... so that every reaction was spontaneous, not predetermined, within confines of acceptable behavior.<br/><br/>However, the laws of robotics needed to be bent for this to be accomplished.  And SIRENLABS (R) was unable to predict the outcome when the soft-wiring and hard-wiring of Liz's AI became overloaded with its own conflict of interests.  The result:<br/><br/>During her personal testing by her design team in a rigorous set of circumstances-- in some cases by humans who didn't even know she was a droid-- Liz began to behave erratically.  She was prostituted out, modified, then sent to an exclusive BD/SM club, then re-modified... loaned out to an in-the-know Dominant who found her extremely amusing-- she was just a glorified gadget, so he didn't have to worry about legal restrictions when it came to damaging her-- then re-modified.<br/>After roughly a year of this vigorous testing, she was about to be cleared for mass production when one of her test-clients turned out very badly... evidently, the client tried to kill her, thinking she was just a prostitute.  By the time the test team intervened, the John's spine was removed from his body.  When the policy arrived to investigate the sound of his screaming, Liz was discovered writing... writing machine code on the hotel notepad.  She wrote, in fact, at a blindingly fast speed, in letters so small and precise that only an android could produce them.<br/>She was reclaimed by SIRENLABS (R) that night.  She was immediately shut down, then shipped to SIRENLABS (R) for further study and re-programming.  And a wash.  Teams began an attempt to recompile the code to known machine languages, and a few dozen enterprise servers tackled the products of her writing in an attempt to discern a language.  By the time they cracked the code she was writing and re-compiled it, Liz had disappeared.  No one is completely sure how... some think she re-activated herself, others think she had an accomplice inside.  The code turned out to be a program for producing three-dimensional graphic displays now referred to as "The Rose Generator", which produces nearly random three-dimensional shapes in a never-repeating cycle and predicts fourth-dimensional measurements.  No one had ever introduced her to its likeness, nor has its logic engine been documented before; it is assumed to be the first code ever written by a machine of its own volition: the first actual product of true artificial intelligence.<br/><br/>PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION:<br/>HT: 175 cm.<br/>WT: 70 Kg.<br/>HAIR: "AUBURN" Red 17x0.7+Brown25x0.3, variant degrees .05 for effect.  Matching hair features: eyebrows, "Racing Stripe".  Lashes: Variant+BLACK 1x.1.<br/>EYES: "EMERALD GREEN" with "SAPPHIRE HIGHLIGHT" variant.<br/>FRAME: "MINX" variant (custom), SLENDER 04+CUSTOM BUST 34C UPTILT w/ "CANDY PINK" AUREOLES VARIANT, Style 14.2.<br/>FEATURES: CLASSIFIED.<br/><br/>*******************************************************************<br/><br/>How she'll look to the character... Everything about Elizabeth appears completely natural at first.  She doesn't have the exaggerated features that betray obvious plastic surgery... her lips are very full, but not ludicrously so, her body is compact, shapely, and every muscle is well-defined but subtle and feminine... her shoulder=length hair is red and blonde with so many variations of hue and shade from strand to strand that it can't be attributed to a dye job... her eyes might be too bright green and blue at once... but it's possible that they're natural, not contacts... if she lays flat on her back, her breasts flatten naturally as they would for a moderately well-endowed teenager in excellent physical shape.  She's just... someone's idea of perfection, physically.<br/><br/>Look deeper, and you'll notice things.<br/><br/>She doesn't appear to wear makeup at all... but if so, she's a masterful artist with it... she has the natural look down pat, with skin smoothing and highlighting colorations... perfectly pale-pink lips, the vaguest hint of amber shadow around the eyes... one can't even tell that she's wearing makeup... and her skin is flawless, uninterrupted... no moles, no birthmarks, no pores, no fine, invisible blonde arm hairs... no dirt under fairly short, perfectly french-manicured nails, no skin tone change over her knuckles... no veins in the whites of her eye, no reddening of her skin or impression of a pillow when she rises from a long night on the bed, where she didn't seem to sleep a wink and just stared, pensively, out the window... no dark circles, no sign of exhaustion, no scars...<br/><br/>Other things noticed, she seems odder... she's got the build of a pixie, though better endowed than some imaginings, yet somehow she weighs over 150 lbs... she looks more like 120.  Where's she hiding it?  She never has to excuse herself to use the restroom.  She can stand in an ice-cold shower for hours, just watching the water (can she actually see every drop?  Is she reveling in the chaos of a million droplets bursting and scattering?) She doesn't get her period, but doesn't ever take a pill, get a shot, get an implant... she doesn't get colds, doesn't get drunk after pounding shots for an hour straight.<br/><br/>Odder things.<br/>A car crash, t-boning directly into where she's riding in the passenger side, leaves a strange indentation in the engine block of the impacting car, like it'd hit a telephone pole.  The now-deceased driver's family mourns at the funeral as you, and Liz, watch patiently from the back row... you've got a butterfly bandage over your eye and a sprained knee, but Liz looks like she just left the spa.<br/><br/>You saw an illegal video where a girl that looked just like her was being whipped with a bullwhip... a real, honest-to-fuck bullwhip, splitting skin open in wide, thick ropes of cuts that bled, wept blood like Christ, and she had to be fucking dead, but there she was... taking it... over, and over... you thought maybe it was Liz in the video, were sure of it, despite the oddity, but it couldn't have been, cause her back is creamy and smooth as the Saharan desert.<br/><br/>She has a funny look on her face sometimes, like she doesn't know how to react to something... sometimes she cries for hours... laughs ridiculously... sometimes she cuts herself, you've seen it, been thrown from the room like a ragdoll when you saw her peeling her hand like an intricate grapefruit, but you must have dreamed it cause you never saw the cuts after...<br/><br/>Then there was that night she disappeared.