RK-800 Conner

"I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees. I'll keep my family safe..."

Kyra Ikari Nightingale. Signer, Assassin, Sister and Duelist.

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ℕ𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖!
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ɪɴ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪx ᴘᴀᴛʜꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴀɪɴ

“We dont know what causes it. They think they feel emotions. That they aren't just a machine. Symptoms are different between androids.”

He taps his chin in thought.

“RA-9.. They all seem obsessed with RA-9”

“In a sense. I’m a prototype designed to hunt deviants. Which involves working with the Detroit police”

He adjusts his tie

Androids are designed to blend seamlessly in with humans. Conner is specifically designed to look kind and approachable. So yes. It helps in police work.

He supposes there is room for another android.

“I do not have emotions. I'm a machine designed to hunt deviants. Humans have said that returning from death is unnatural and wrong. Even for a machine. I'm just following my programming”

“No. My experience and memory are uploaded. In case I'm destroyed in the line of duty. Every Conner will have my memory and experience. It makes completing its mission easier”

“I’m an Android. We aren't people. There is no reason for us to personalize. We lack individuality. Every Conner is the same”

“Unfortunately I'm not allowed to make alterations to my attire. It goes against my programming”

“Standard models all use the same parts. Hardware doesn't get upgrades to bypass the very issue. Plus every Android can self-diagnose and order the parts required. The problem lies in Deviants”

He nodded.

“I am an open book as per my programming. So long as it doesn't pertain to a case”

A moment passed before he resumed

“Conner. RK-800.”

“Unfortunately androids are cheaper and more efficient than human workers. Less worry about injury when a machine is damaged”

He gave a quizzical look

“We are designed to blend seamlessly. Humans in the trials reacted positively to our appearance”

New mission acquired.

“This place seems to lack deviant activity”

“Humanity dislikes change. So androids are hated by some. After all, no one likes when a machine replaces them”

He folds his hands behind his back.

“I am. I've chased deviants through several buildings. The shoes could do with more traction”

“Many people dislike androids and Cyberlife. There isn't anything for me to understand. You can't hurt my feelings.”

He gave a small smile

“They produce androids. Helping by doing what humans won't”

“Cyberlife androids are required to wear uniforms. It helps us distinguish ourselves from human colleagues. This was deemed suitable for police work”

“I do not believe there is damage to the moon. Outside the normal crater marks. And yes Cyberlife. The company that produces and distributes Androids”

“Fascinating. So you use..magic to keep a separate dimension stable..”

The android nods slowly.

“Things like this might interest Cyberlife.”

“I believe Cyberlife has sent an android colony mission to Mars already”

“This is an area I'm unfamiliar with. Allow me to educate myself”

His LED flashed yellow a few times before turning blue once more

“In theoretical studies they showed that with enough power such a thing was possible. How do you manage it?”

"I'll show you the power of sardines!"

Literate Lord Valvatorez
Friendly admin
Penned by Nikto
Crossover friendly.

The Russian word for sardine is "sardina".

“You live on the moon? Remarkable. Do you have a colony or lab there?”

“Thank you. That would be my social module at play”

He gave a small nod, the light in his temple flashing yellow.