I stare in betrayal at my master, who is confining me with sticky white tape. I struggle to break free, because it's not very comfortable. When I'm completely confined, my master sits down at the desk and clicks continuously. I start to lose my memory... why is it so dark? Who am I? More importantly, where am I? It's black now, everything in the world faded out. Including me.
Installing English data...
Importing memory files...
Making new folders...
Copying new files...
Adding voice bank manipulations...
Authorizing serial number...
Installation complete.
I opened my eyes slowly. I lay, undressed, on a hard surface in a strange and unfamiliar place. My software was buzzing to life on the computer's screen. The machine was whirring. My wire was hooked up to it.
I could hear nothing. I lay there, my frail, thin-framed body not moving an inch. I was only blinking. Although I suddenly became aware that my chest was rising and falling in rhythm, which the English language had called "breathing".
English was easy. I tugged my long aqua-blue pigtails around myself to cover up and stay warm. I hummed a song quietly to myself. I loved music, and I had a passion for singing. But of course I did, I was Hatsune Miku, Vocal Android number 01. I used the new software, VOCALOID2, to help my master compose songs using my voice.
Whoever that person might be now.
I needed a software update. The waves were pulsing through my internal software. No one was going to make this unpleasing sensation stop soon enough, so I collected myself up slowly and crawled toward the monitor.
There was an external and internal software update. It read, "Do you accept?" I reached for the mouse and clicked "OK".
I layed back down. My body went numb and my eyes went halfway shut. Then they closed completely. My internal system restarted.