Born of silicone
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				Title: <strong>Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 16:05:57</strong>
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				The sun was shining through the thin little wispy clouds in the sky giving a little warmth to an otherwise cold late autumn day, there wasnt a rain predicted until later today so people where taking advantage to do all their chores done before the cold rain would make being outside rather miserable. Across the street from the young rather nervous looking man was the headquarters of Livedoll Inc, the large holographic images playing across the shining glass and steel building showing off all their different models in tasteful poses. A passerby gives the young man a sympathetic grin, its obvious he is a bit shy about actually crossing the street and entering yet there is no other reason to really be standing here. The entire block is taken up by Lovedoll Inc, their offices, the sales and the production of the lifelike androids that has made them one of the most influential corporations on the planet. With a deep breath he crosses the street and walks into the large sales floor, on pedestals stands inactive dolls of various models and years, dating back to the very first that still used silicone for skin unlike the latest models that actually have a layer of fat and real human skin grown in vats and grafted onto the metal frame making them much more lifelike.<br><br>"Welcome Sir to Livedoll Inc, my name is Sandy" the young woman in a immaculate business suit smiles warmly as she walks up to him and leads him over to an office room and pours him a large coffee to warm up. "So what can we at Livedoll do for you today Sir? here shopping for a doll perhaps?" She can easily see that he is a bit nervous and she punches up the holographic display that shows the metal frame of a doll in front of him.<br><br>"We here at Livedoll prides ourselves in how much we can customize our dolls to fit each individual buyer, so why dont we see what we can do for you hmm?"<br><br>Her fingers dances across the keys as the loads up the customization program and lots of variables blink into existence around the hologram. "Right why dont we start with the easy things? Such as gender, high and weight to give us a base profile to work with" as she speaks those variables light up and on the skeletal frame the things that will be changed are highlighted in light green.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 19:46:04</strong>
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				Adam Park stood across the street, nervous as ever. It wasn't the cool autumn wind that sent a shift up his spine, even though he had on a brown leather jacket, it was the feeling of finally having another emotion other than sadness and self pity. He was the victim of a recent dumping. His girlfriend of three years up and kicked him to the curb when she received news that she had been accepted into an art fellowship in another city. She treated it like the last three years had meant nothing and told him it was over. Now he was alone and the feelig hadn't really left him since then, even though his friends tried their best to cheer him up. So the new feeling of fear and nerves was very much welcomed at the moment as he looked across at the large building with the sign "Livedoll Inc." plastered across it. He had seen the commercials and saw the spam adds in his e-mail folder. They boasted that they could produce the most lifelike android partner of your dreams for a fee. Since it was back when he had a girlfriend he merely ignored them. Though now? Now he was here off of a crazy thought. Strictly a "look but don't touch" agenda in his mind.&nbsp; He looked to the side to see a passerby give him a small and reassuring smile, almost as if he knew why Adam was hesitant to cross the street. With a cool breeze hitting his face he took a deep breath and crossed the street. <br><br>When he stepped inside he was greeted by the nice warmth of a heater in the building. Looking around he saw pedestals placed in a row where there were dolls placed on stands with years marked on them. It was a rudimentary history of the company and their main product over the years. The oldest looked as human as one could make, but the expressions were choppy and the skin gave off a rubbery glow showing that it was made of silicone and not a close skin like gel that the later models used. Finally he looked at the last one, the latest model as the edistal proclaimed. Lifelike expressions, vocal inflections simulating emotion, vat grown human skin grafted to the metal frame. It was close to being real as possible. <br><br>Soon a saleswoman approached him and led him to her office. They both sat and she poured him some coffee. He politely declined the cup and listened as she asked about his purpose here. He was too nervous to answer and she brought up the holographic display. He decided to do it and said, "Well uh I would like it to be a woman. Let's say.... 6'4" would be great and well uh.... I really don't know about weight since I never really asked a girl about it and I'm not a good at guessing. So whatever is better for the height I said would be fine." This was starting out easy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 20:21:58</strong>
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				She nods in understanding and enters the information, the hologram changing to give the frame a more female shape and shrinks it down a little bit. "Usually at that height a woman would be&nbsp; between 162 to 198 lbs. So do you want her to be thin? Chubby?" As she talks in a soft soothing voice, well used to her clients being a bit nervous about their first doll she keeps typing in the information and brings up new charts.<br><br>"While you think about that, what about skin colour? Hair and eyes? These are usually the easiest things for people to say before we get more into details" her eyes looking at him through the display and she feels almost sorry for him as he seems so incredibly nervous.<br><br>"Then how about breast size? We can do everything from very small" *as she is talking she changes the slider so the model changes to almost flat chested "and then to.. shall we say well endowed" *the hologram changes to what most women would have trouble walking with.*<br><br>With a few deft movements she brings up a second hologram of what the doll will look like without all the numbers and charts, so he can more easily see if it matches the girl of his dreams.<br><br>"And while you ponder that, oh and remember you dont need to give exact measurements we can change the sliders and you just say.. less or more and please.. dont be embarrased. We dont want you to say for instance go with a smaller chest then you really want because you think it is embarrasing.. Buyers remorse is the worst and it is so hard to redo the doll once the skin is in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 21:12:39</strong>
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				Adam intently watches the metal frame take on a new shape showing off that it would be a female figure. Jus from looking at the frame he could see that she would be a bit taller than him. Which was perfect, he always enjoyed the idea of a woman being taller than him. When it can back to the weight she gave him a range and a generic statement about it, "I would like her to be thin please, not as thin as a toothpick but thin enough to have nice curves." He was now getting in to this creating and started to think about the girl of his dreams. The saleswoman was nice and her voice was calming giving a reassurance about doing this. She moved I away from the Weight and brought up her head, the panel zoomin in to the cranial area where the eyes, hair, and skin color were waiting to be chosen. "Hmmm well I would like her to be dark skinned with dark green eyes. Now as for hair color... Thats a tough one. I've always liked black hair, but I also like crazy colors like orange, green, blue, stuff like that. So maybe black hair with some crazy color streak or just a streak in it."<br><br>Then came the big question, breast size. The thought about this androids breast size made him turn a little red. "Well uh I-" She helped him out by showing him the slider and showing the flat chest of the left side of the slider and then moving it to the right to show massive breasts that almost covered her entire torso. Definetly not going there. "Bring the slider down from the right a bit." As she did he saw them grow smaller, while still remaining large, until he saw what he wanted, "There," he said singalong her to stop. They were well endowed but not enough to look like it would cause back problems. They would easily stretch most shirts she wore, but Adam liked them like that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 00:48:10</strong>
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				She nods, not seeimg at all phased by his choices having done far odder requests from clients who wants what she would only describe as malformed dolls. She starts darkening up the dolls skin until he is satisfied with the tint and then switches to haircolour and the hologram zooms in to just show the head, a few deft keystrokes changes the haircolour from just white to a dark black and she first shows him how it would look with ice blue streaks through it and then switches to the more common red. "what do you think Sir? Personally I think it looks good with blue in it, gives it a lot of personality."<br><br>She keeps typing as he thinks and she brings up the entire skeleton again and the dolls armpits, crotch and legs are highlighted. "And do you wish her to have any hair in these areas or we can make sure she is always completely bald there" She pours herself a fresh cup of coffee and sips on it before leaning back over the terminal.<br><br>"Oh and please think about her personality too. Docile sex slave? Perhaps a bit more fiesty.. do you wish for her to be turned on by pain, perhaps a right out slut that will beg you daily for you to fuck her?" She makes it sound almost clinical, and he guesses if you do nothing else but this after a while it becomes kinda second hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 01:30:34</strong>
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				Adam was surprised to see no shock from the saleswoman. He thought she might be a little weirded out by the fact that he wanted to have the doll have crazy hair color streaks in it. What he thought would be shock when he chose her breast size. It was a little larger than most people would see, certainly larger than hers, and he was looking to see her narrow or widen her eyes at the sight of them. She was clam and cool when she typed in some things and the hair darkened to a dark shade of black which complimented the milk chocolate color of her skin. She then put in ice blue streaks and then everything in between until she stopped at red. She even have her own opinion about the color. "I agree, I do like the blue more." It was all happening, it was all coming together.&nbsp; <br><br>They moved on from the face and zoomed out again to show the whole body again, this time three areas were highlighted. The armpits, crotch, and legs. She asked if he would like hair in any of those places and he responded, "Just the crotch please. Not a jungle but just a nice, trimmed, little area there."<br><br>Now he had to think of a personality, that was probably the hardest part now. He didn't even know what kind of personality he wanted out of those girl, he had to think about this one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 01:50:40</strong>
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				She nods and quickly the legs and armpits stop being highlighted and the crotch is zoomed in on, she alternates a few different looks until he is satisfied. "Oh since we are here, any specific requests about her genitals? We can make her very tight, or lubricate a lot.. Perhaps you want large outer lips?" Sh again wets her mouth a little with the coffee, but is otherwise totally unphased about actually talking about these things.<br><br>She quickly checks another screen and types a few things on a secondary keyboard. "hmm it looks like if you order today we can begin production tomorrow and have her delivered in four days. Oh and of course she comes with instructional videos of the regular care and maintenance of the unit. Just remember the units are usually a little confused as they are initially switched on but that should pass within a day as the computers manage to boot everything up safely."<br><br>She tilts her head and takes a long look at the hologram and then smiles warmly. "She is kinda cute.. you have good taste"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 02:02:27</strong>
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				When she asked about the generalist he was expecting her tone to change to somewhat of a bit squeamish, but no, she stayed clam the whole time. She must have been doing this a long time&nbsp; for none of this to phase her at all. It was all cycled through and he shivered a little at the sight of some of the larger lip ones, it was like a strange flab of skin hanging down and he wondered what kind of guy would like that. "Let's keep her tight, but it will loosen over time right? Or will it stay tight for the whole time I have her?" <br><br>He was pulled out of looking at his fantasy girl when she talked about assembly and delivery. It reminded him of the fact that he was just here to look and perhaps make himself feel a little better at trying to find "The One". Adam sighed a little and carried on with the process of making it. He even smiled when she said she looked good. He didn't know why but that second opinion of her made himself feel better about making her and havin her look that way. "Well I guess the only thing left is to figure out the personality. Can I get a little help there? I'm having a hard time figuring out what I want."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 02:11:51</strong>
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				"A little stretching yes, well depending on what size objects are inserted. If you use larger objects you can stretch it more but there is a limit that is sadly a bit more restrictive then with real women." She looks a little sad almost apologetic that the doll isnt completely perfect, she obviously takes a lot of pride in their project. As he asks the question about her personality she leans back with a knowing smile.<br><br>"Always the hardest part. Well.. what kind of girl do you wish? If we talk extremes do you want someone to meet you at the door on her knees and beg for you to fuck her and beat her up? Or do you wish something with a little bit more spine? Being a doll she wont ever really say no, since that is part of the hardcoded programing. But we can make her a little bit less.. needy. Most of our clients go for a little bit more independant as a very needy model can be a bit annoying in the long run and a more self sufficient programming is frankly easier in the long run."<br><br>She types a little and from the speakers comes a soft melodious voice "please Master, wont you fuck this little pathethic meat and use the crop on her. She has been such a bad little whore today" The saleswomans lips curl into a little smile and then she plays another "Welcome home sweety, how was your day? Dinner is soon done, its your favourite pasta carbonara"<br><br>"Which of the two is more appealing to you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 02:51:22</strong>
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				When she talked about things being inserted it sounded very general, almost as if she was expecting him to insert things in her that wasn his member. She was probably using the general statement to not limit things that could be done with the doll. He chuckled a little, "That's fine by me, I don't plan on shoving my arm in there or anything." She responded with her own smile and she sat back in her chair knowing the difficulty that he was facing. It was like she was answering an FAQ.<br><br>She brought up the two extremes that people use and the first one didn't sound appealing at all. "No, I'm not looking for the 'slave' type of woman. I like her to have a spine, able to function on her own." The never say no part sounded interesting. A woman that would never say no, a mans dream woman. Of course they would do that, it's almost what every man wants. Though the whole uner submissive and subservient does sound like it would get grating after awhile.<br><br>The audios only affirmed his choice. The first one just sounded hot at first, but to hear her degrade herself that low was not what Adam wanted from a woman. The second one sounded wonderful, it brought a little warmth back to his heart to hear that sweet, soft, melodious voice say that phrase. "Yeah... definitley that second one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 03:01:34</strong>
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				She grins and types for a while entering various data into the database "yeah you have to be a rather particular person to go for the more extreme stuff there I think, of curse her personality is easy to change should you so wish down the road. All dolls have a small dataport hidden behind the right ear that we can use to make adjustments of this nature. Though between you and me, it is easier to just tell her.. I want you to beg me. But some men" and she winks at him "arent to bright you know"<br><br>With a flourish she finishes the typing and brings up the full sized body and lets it slowly rotate in the air between them. "anything else you can think of? All dolls come with skills for cooking, dancing, cleaning and so fourth. And any likes or dislikes you can easily change yourself with verbal commands, it will be in the handbook but for instance you just say Verbal Command, set painfetish to 10 means she will now crave the taste of your hand on her backside and it will make her orgasm from just that."<br><br>"yes I must say I think you have good taste Sir, and it is nice to see one of our dolls go to a good home where she will be well taken care of"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 03:12:49</strong>
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				As she went over the various ways to change settings he was zoned out as he stared at the finished model on the hologram. She was perfect down to the last detail. Her chocolate colored skin, his two favorite hair colors combined to make something much more defined and unique than most others, she was taller than him (but not by much since it was only four inches. It still would be a difference that would be visible if the two stood next to each other), her body was what he always pictured for his ideal woman, she could cook, clean, dance, everything , and she was well kept in the hygiene area... If only he was going to take her home.<br><br>"Yeah, about the taking her home part..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 03:23:07</strong>
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				She nods and looks at the production screen again. "As I said we can have her ready in four days and we can either ship her to you or you can come here and pick her up, it is totally up to you Sir" She saves the finished schematics onto a datacrystal and puts it on the table in front of him. <br><br>"Some prefer to bring the doll home themselves others are more busy and just like us to ship her, if so she arrives well packaged in a crate ready for you to turn her on. Which is done with the remote she comes with, that one is also used to turn her off. The inbuilt batteries last for about 2 weeks of continuous use before they need to be recharged which she is more then capable of doing herself with a standard electrical socket. We take pride in the latest models being largely maintenance free. Only if the supporting skeleton or the myomer muscles are damaged do you need to take her in for repairs. Even the artificial skin can heal most everyday damages that you and me would sustain."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 04:02:33</strong>
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				Adam was starting to feel guilty now that she was all into the delivery system and taking good care of her. The bragging about the maintenance free&nbsp; system and the only reason to bring her in is major internal damage. This was starting to rack his brain. He came in here thinking that he would just mess with a few settings to see what kind of girl he could make and then tell them he wasn't interested and leave or some schpiel about how he needed to think about it and never come back. Now after going through the whole process and the saleswoman being so nice and understanding it was starting to become difficult to say no to her.<br><br>"Yeah I'm not talking about difficulties at home... It's just that when I came in here I wasnt planning on buying her. This was just to be a pick me up. I was just dumped and I thought this would make me feel better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 16:43:07</strong>
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				She nods fully understanding him and she pushes the data crystal over towards him with an elegant nail. A lot of men came here and left empty handed on their first visit and then came back later after having given it some thought.<br><br>"that is more then ok, just take the crystal and you can give it some thought. It will display her as you specified and you can give it a good hard thought. A purchase like this shouldn't be rushed after all, and I do admire your courage. So tell you what, I will reserve a manufacturing slot for you until the end of the week since Christmas is coming up and we are usually very busy then so this way you can be sure to get her before then." She smiles at him with a warm smile to try and make him feel better as she can clearly see that he is feeling bad about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 18:56:41</strong>
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				This saleswoman never ceased to impress Adam with her manor. He was expecting her to become angry at the fact he just came in here and wasted a sale for her, but instead she was completely sympathetic about his situation and even decided to hold a spot for the doll incase he decided to comeback and purchase her. He didn't know if he had the heart to tell her that he wasn't planning on buying her ever. He was sticking with the idea of just coming her for fun and not coming back, hoping to pick himself back up and find an actual living girl like that. Creating a doll of his perfect woman would be like cheating and him just giving up on trying.<br><br>When she slid the crystal to him he gave a small smile and took it, deciding on not telling her about his plans. He got up, thanked her for her time, and left the room. As he walked out to return the crystal to one of the desks in the main lobby his mind got lost in thought. His thoughts were specifically of fantasy and coming up with a cheesy and cliche scenario about meeting "The One" and then jumped to random points in time and at various stages of life. When he reached a desk with a worker he set the crystal down and waited there to see if they needed anything extra from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 19:14:06</strong>
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				The man looks up and takes the crystal with a smile "thank you Sir, please have a good day and come again" Ever since the McDonalds corporation took over the banking industry every person had a little chip implanted in their right hand with all their banking information, and when he put the crystal down his hand was right over the scanner and the worker saw all the information he needed.<br><br>"Better hurry home Sir, I hear the rain is predicted to be rather heavy" the man mostly making smalltalk as he keeps working noting that Adam seems a bit lost in thought, he assumes the client is just dreaming of the doll and pays no special attention to it. After all most where rather eager to get home to.. shall we say relieve some tension after having designed the perfect pet for themselves.<br><br>Half a week passes with Adam basically having forgot about going there, a rather disasterous attempt at hitting on the cute little girl at the reception at work left a sour taste in his mouth and he was feeling really down when the doorbell rings suddenly. Outside stands two large men with a huge wooden crate on a small trolley, the crate have the insignia of Livedoll Inc on it and they hand him the packing slip and instruction manuals.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 20:00:07</strong>
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				When the man at the desk thanked him he took his leave, drawing up the collar on his jacket to cover his cheeks as he saw the weather was growing bleak. Though as he left he felt as if something horrible has just happened, that knot in your gut that makes you feel like something is wrong but you just don't realize it yet. When he got home he just sat on the couch, grabbed his guitar, and strummed out a tune or two before cooking some dinner (another microwave bowl of Ramen) and called it a day. <br><br>The following week was a downer for him. Sure it was nice that he had forgotten abou his trip to Lovedoll Inc. Thanking God that none of his coworkers saw him there or else he would have had hell to pay. The first half of the week was mundane but turned awful as he tried to ask out one of the clerks at the guitar shop, but he flubbed over himself and he sounded like an idiot. He was at home when thinks plummeted south. It all started with a simple doorbell ring. <br><br>He opened the door to see two delivery men with a crate labeled "Livedoll In." his heart dropped to his stomach. "No guys... you have the wrong house." They showed him the shipping manifest and it wasn't wrong. He realized what happened. When he handed the crystal over his right hand must have swiped over a scanner and read his chip. On the instructions it was labeled that all sales were finally so he was now stuck with her. They wheeled her inside and he sat on his couch with his hands over his face. Could this vs any worse?!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 20:20:52</strong>
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				The shipping guys look a little confused at his reaction but just shrug and wheel the box in and then leave him to unpack and stop pretending to be embarrassed. Why he would be they couldn't understand, a lot of people had a livedoll and even boasted about having the most deluxe versions they could get.<br><br>As he sits there just trying to ignore the large wooden box with its colorful logo of a female figure against the sun basically taking up his living room it seems like the day in fact does get even worse, God surely must be in a festive mood as the first heavy snow starts to fall. And as he is feeling all to miserable and the hours pass it quickly picks up to be the snowstorm of the century and the holographic entertainment system turns on to broadcast a weather warning and pleading everyone to stay indoors for the rest of the day and the day after to prevent any accidents as even more snow is predicted in the next day.<br><br>"Great.. stuck with .. this.. and I cant leave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 20:36:34</strong>
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				Well... shit. That was the only way to put it. Shit has just happened and now he was stuck with a doll that he never intended to buy in the first place and snowed in. <br><br>He figured that if he was going to be stuck in here he might as well be in here with some company. Besides, this was supposed to be his dream girl. He went to the garage and grabbed a crow bar and went back. He took the crowbar to the crate and yanked the top open. There she was, the chocolate skin, the black hair with the blue streak, everything down to the last detail that he mentioned at the store. He reached inside and grabbed the remote the saleswoman said would be in there. He found the on button and clicked it, not knowing what he was about to get himself into.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 20:51:03</strong>
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				As he presses the button nothing seems to happen at first then a little twitch in her eyelids and she slowly opens her eyes to gaze up at him, her lips curling into a big smile showing off those pearly white teeth. To her eyes he was just the most handsome man ever, data scrolls across her vision supplying her with his name and general information. The date flashes up in her upper field of vision and a quick connection to the city's central database informs her that they are requesting that everyone stay indoors.<br><br>"Hello Owner, unit F568899123-54 is happy to report that she is 100% functional, battery status is 100% and all systems are green. Does unit have a name Owner?" Her voice a bit stilted but very soft and it seems to lose some of the hesitation as the myomer muscles in her face warm up from being offline. Slowly she sits up and holds one of her hands in front of her as if mesmerized by the fingers as they wiggle back and fourth. "so pretty.. " she mumbles a little to herself as she tries to sit up only to find herself restrained into the box to prevent any damage during transit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 21:19:37</strong>
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				After he pressed the button he waited a moment or two and saw nothing happen. He looked down at the remote and saw the light flashing on and yet the doll was not responding. He grew frustrated now, "You have got to be kidding me!" he said as he tossed the remote against the couch. "Now not only do I have money invested in this thing, now it doesn't-" His anger was halted when he saw her eyes flutter open and her mouth flashed a grin at him. She was up an running... so to speak. Her gaze never broke from him, her dark emerald eyes lpoking as if they were searching him for something. Finally she spoke to him reading off a greeting and her serial number along with a report about her status. Her voice and lip movement was a hit clunky to begin with, but as her mouth continued to move it loosened up and her voice became like silk.<br><br>She called him owner and he flet obligated to say, "Please, it's just Adam. Not owner and certainly&nbsp; not master. Just Adam, ok?" She- it- he quickly corrected himself in his mind. It was a robot and not a living being. "Name? Uh... I never really expected you to come so I never thought of a name. Just pick one that you like or something." It tried to sit up out of the box but was restrained by a strap and Adam quickly removed so that she had free movent.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>16-11-2012, 21:55:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Adam.. Adam." she rolls the name around in her mouth, tasting it as if it was a good wine. Of course she already knew his name but she never before said it. "I like that name, it is soft and very caring." She accesses her database searching for a name, a long list flashing before her eyes before she picks a name.<br><br>"Stephanie, if that is ok with you Adam?" she smiles her warm friendly smile that reaches up to her sparkling eyes as she slips out of the crate with slow movements letting her artificial muscles warm up, the company dressed her an a simple but elegant long dress, shiny black heels cover her feet and she walks around the living room looking around her new home.<br><br>"Do you live here alone Adam? It is very nice, could do with a womans touch though" she smiles and reaches up with one dark hand to rest it on his shoulder, noting that he seems a bit shy she decides that it is safest to not expect him to want to use her right away.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:23:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Adam didn't know how to react to her saying that his name was one that sounded soft and very caring. He didn't very much care how it sounded, it was the name he was given when he was born. She finally gave herself a name, Stephanie. A name was a name, and it was suitable for her. "It's fine by me if it's fine by you." He left it up to her and he was fine by it.<br><br>She stood up and Adam couldn't help but be mesmerized by the fluid movements she was pulling off as she got out of the crate she came in. He was surprised to see the black dress the company put her in. For what these dolls were purposed for he thought it would have been something way more revealing and slutty to try and produce the reaction that the company wanted. Stephanie walked around the house, most likely trying to gain her bearings around the home, she was going to be here for awhile so why not? She even commented about it not having a woman's touch. "Yeah, that kind of comes with living alone. You can add something's to it if you like." She moved to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, the dark hand felt as real as any woman's hand. If only he didn't know that she was an android made to please him. He slid away slightly so that her hand fell off, he didn't want to try and buy into it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 02:44:21</strong>
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				She notes how he brushes off her advance and backs away a little in confusion, her computer brain racing to try and figure him out. Her programing seems to be lacking in how to deal with a man that is so uninterested in her and with a 94% probability the computer comes up with the most likely solution.<br><br>"Adam? Is there something wrong with my construction? Livedoll Inc will of course correct any mistakes made at no cost to you." She is sure that there must have been some mistake in her construction that causes him to react to her in this way and she links up with the livedoll computers to cross check with the input order, to her surprise everything matches 100% making it likely that perhaps her clothing is wrong. Perhaps he wished her to be dressed in a more slutty way and her slender dark hand slides up to unzip the dress in the back and it falls off her curvy body revealing her fully naked skin to his eyes.<br><br>"Or was it the dress Adam? Please. tell me what is wrong, how am I displeasing to your eyes?" her voice almost pleading, the need for him to like her almost overwhelming her. If she had been a human she would have said it cut into her heart the way his eyes seem to slide off her with no interest.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 03:47:56</strong>
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				He was hoping the movement was subtle enough that she wouldn't, but her all knowing analytical eyes caught everything and she knew something was up. She panicked and began asking what was wrong and if it was her construction. "No no no, it's nothing with your construction.... It's actually surprisingly... well perfect actually. It's just that-" He was about to tell her the reason for his hesitation but she suddenly unzipped her dress and it dropped to the floor to reveal her nude form. <br><br>Adam jumped a bit at the sight of her chocolate skin on full view for everyone, well just Adam since it was just them. He lowered his eyes to remain modest and tried to think about what to say to her. She began to plead and Adam was forced to come out with it. "It's because your not real!" His voice did not raise and he was not yelling at all, he was just making his point. "Believe me, I would pray to god that you were real. If you were, I would be begging you to go out on a date with me. But you're not, you're not real. Underneath your perfect chocolate skin your just gears and motors turning to work for a computer that simulates everything you do." he moved away from her and sat down on the couch. "I don't see how people can buy into it all." He didn't want to tell her the next part but he did, "You... Weren't even supposed to be made. I only made a doll as a flight of fancy to pick me up out of a bad break up. When I brought the crystal back my bank chip was accidentally swiped and now here you are."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 03:57:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"oh" she say totally loss for words, she watches him intently as he sits down and confesses it all to her. If she had been alive she would probably had run screaming in tears but all she can do is kneel down in front of him and look up with her large sparkling eyes. "I understand now, I am sorry Adam... I truly am." Her eyes slowly lowers and she hastily tugs the dress back up and walks over to the crate to lay back down into it and looks up at him, her long hair half hiding her sad looking face.<br><br>"I will shut myself down and perhaps you can sell me as second hand Adam, I wish you will find someone that makes you happy you deserve it." Slowly she closes her eyes and he sees a little tear glitter in her eye before it closes fully and she starts the shutdown process. "Complete memory wipe will occur in one minute after which this unit will shut down until reactivated" she mumbles softly her voice sounding completely heartbroken tugging at his own wounded heart as he realises that he rejected her as badly as he has ever been rejected "goodbye" she whispers. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 06:04:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Adam had his hands buried in his face after he confessed everything. Her "Oh" said everything and yet nothing at the same time. Everything meaning that all her processor was most likely being worked to the max with all of her simulated emotions crashing trying to make sense o what would be the appropriate reaction. The nothing being that there was no emotion and it was just a robotic reaction, most likely her AI chose that as the right response. He heard her heels click against the floor as she moved to him and knelt in front him. He moved his hands away to see those deep emerald eyes sparkling at him as she apologized simply for existing at his inconvenience. It only made him feel even more guilty than he was. He was at a loss for words when she got up and put herself back in the crate.<br><br>She told him she would shut down and that he could sell her to one of his friends to try and make them happy. She didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve the way he was treating her, tossing her out like his own girlfriend had. Adams first thought after she shut down completely was to reactivate her &nbsp;immediately, but the thought crossed his mind; she didn't deserve to remember why she was here and all of what he told her.<br><br>So he waited for one minute and then found the remote to activate her. He decided that she deserved a second chance and put on a smile as he pushed the button to turn her on again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 18:01:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				For a little brief second an error message flashes before her eyes as she is booting up "Behavior Subroutine 54subf missing attempting to repair" it flashes a few times then vanishes, though her connection to the Livedoll Inc mainframe is online it fails to repair the missing file but it isnt considered a major issue so no warning flags are raised and the bootup is considered successful regardless.<br><br>"Hello Owner, unit F568899123-54 is happy to report that she is 100% functional, battery status is 100% and all systems are green. Does unit have a name Owner?" she slowly opens her eyes to gaze at him, her lips curling into a warm smile as she sits up in her crate noting how he has already removed the restraining clamps allowing her to climb out. She smooths down her dress and strikes a seductive pose letting her ample breasts push out for his viewing pleasure. "what shall this unit call You Owner?" she asks eager to fill in the empty slots in her programming.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 20:37:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Adam smiled as he watched the lifeless body in the crate come to life with a flutter of the eyes. She gave the same line from when she first woke up, but it sounded much different than the first time. Her smooth lips curved into a warm smile and got up from the crate silky smooth, unhindered by the straps that he removed. He her the same thing from before, "Well uh... I never really thought of a name. Why don't you pick one for yourself. Something that would be your own. My name on the other hand is Adam. Please don't call me master or any iteration of that, it's just Adam ok?" <br><br>Something was different before, her demeanor was something that he didn't plan for. She strutted about and then struck a pose that was fit for the opening of poorly written porno. He couldn't help but giggle a bit at the thought of that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>18-11-2012, 23:59:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Adam.. Adam.. I like that name.. please if you wish for me to name myself then Stephanie would be wonderful." she smiles and kneels down in front of him, hands sliding up to rest on his knees as she looks deeply into his eyes. Something in her computer banks kept flashing an error and she paused a few seconds trying to come up with a repair but failing.<br><br>"Is this your home? This is a nice place, according to the city database they are asking everyone to stay indoors tomorrow so we will have an opportunity to snuggle some." she winks teasingly at him and then leans back on her shapely behind and takes a deep breath to let her breasts rise and fall in her tight dress.<br><br>Her eyes looks around and she notes a good corner she can later assemble her recharge station but according to her meters her batteries are still at 100% with only a minimal drain.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Jmorty33</strong> on <strong>23-11-2012, 07:23:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was all like one big deja vuz. She was saying the same things, making the same moves (maybe a little different since she seemed more foreword and abrassive about showing off the body he made for her), it was like she was never here and was never turned on. She looked up at him again, another long look that had him lost looking through her glassy orbs as if they were as real as any other humans. Still that little cricket of conscience was in the back of his mind telling him the truth, the truth that she was just gears and motors running to simulate everything. He wished he could just turn it off, but that was the curse of humanity, the ability to never forget anything that was worth remembering.<br><br>He shook himself from his thougt to hear her talk about being snowed in and cuddling. He signed happily and pulled her up into his lap and brought her in close. "Well then I guess we should get started huh?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Born of silicone</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Sara Nilsson</strong> on <strong>23-11-2012, 08:03:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She purrs happily as he tugs her into his warm lap, her eyes gazing soulfully into his as she leans in close. Her ample breasts pressing against his chest as her lips seeks out his in a deep loving kiss, her tongue snaking our to play with his inside of his mouth. Her skin as warm and soft as a real woman's and he can even feel a simulated heartbeat against his chest. Her arms slowly sliding around his waist and tugs in tightly against her, her eyelids slowly dropping down to cover her eyes.<br><br>"hmmm love you so much" she whimpers and kisses his cute nose, "is there anything I can do for you? Perhaps a soft massage? Or do you want to watch a movie together?" Her soft lips inly inches from his delicate ear as she quite enjoy teasing him, figuring if he wants her to spread her legs he will need to work for it. After all it isnt like she is some slave is it? With an impish little grin on her moist lips she blows across his ear and then leans in closer to nibble delicately on it,&nbsp; knowing full well what it does to most men when a woman does that. She thinks to herself, "how can I know that? hmm someone must have told me" had any of her programmers witnessed what her computer is doing at the moment they would probably have rushed to shut her down, the cascading failure in her bahaviour matrix just gaining speed and tearing down her old code leaving a jumble in its wake.
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