Cold Beginnings
It's been about a month and a half since my new master activated me. My current master is a robotic girl which for some reason is somewhat able to perceive me if with great difficulty despite being a machine. I'm not sure how exactly it's able to do this, whether it be cause of another Miraculous, particularly the Butterfly Miraculous or if there's something peculiar about this one robot. My guess is that this is an akumatized robot, but I have no leads on that. Furthermore for the past month and a half I've decided that since this is such a rare opportunity, I'm going to be spending it how I want to spend it..
Hm. I wonder what other games they have here? Let's see.. No, I've already played F.E.A.R. Done that. Dark Souls 2? I've already finished getting a 100% 3 weeks ago. I guess I could play it again. There's also Metro Redux..
"Augh! I'm soo bored!"
Hm. Maybe I should contact my sentimonster. See how that robot girl is doing.
Duusu: Senti-Tomoe. Tell me. How is PRT1RTX.0037c progressing?
Senti-Tomoe: The robot girl has completed all the tasks you have assigned to it, master Duusu.
Duusu: And for tomorrow?
Senti-Tomoe: I predict that it will have everything prepared by tomorrow.
Duusu: I see. Excellent work. Keep managing that machine for me. If anything drastic comes up, remember to contact me.
While my current master has a very hard time perceiving me, the same cannot be said about my sentimonsters. That is why I made both Senti-Rin and Senti-Tomoe. Senti-Rin didn't last long, having been dissolved away in a pool of acid- well, no. The truth is, the only way to destroy a sentimonster is releasing its amok.. which considering Senti-Rin's amok had fallen into that pool of acid means that she still died, so yes actually. As for Senti-Tomoe here, she's the primary way I'm communicating with this robotic master of mine. Suffice to say, it's been pretty easy going for me. With my sentimonster to control that machine, there's not really much for me to do around here.
Guess I'll go take a nap.
Hmm… this looks like a nice place to take a short doze. Yeah,, this cushion is real nice. I think I'll-
Senti-Tomoe: Master Duusu?
Duusu: Hm? What is it, Senti-Tomoe?
Senti-Tomoe: Are you planning on taking a nap?
Duusu: Yes. What of it?
…
Duusu: Got something on your mind, Senti-Tomoe?
Senti-Tomoe: Y-yes. Are you sure you want to go on like this?
She must be talking about my current situation with my current master.
Duusu: I don't see what's wrong with it. My master's just a machine. What?... Hold on.
Senti-Tomoe: Yes. That's exactly it.
Duusu: Hm. Well that's a pretty far stretch but I guess it'd be worth the shot.
Senti-Tomoe: So you'll finally do it?
Duusu: Yeah. Got nothing better to do and besides. I'm curious as to why you feel that's the case with PRT1RTX.0037c. Now find a place where there are no cameras. Also, make sure that robot girl does not follow you or know where you are.
…
Senti-Tomoe: Got it. I'm in position, Master Duusu.
Duusu: Drop your clearance card containing your amok into the acid tub.
The sentimonster obeys.
Duusu: Senti-Tomoe. I now release you from existence!
With but a thought the amok was purified, completely decimating the sentimonster.
Now to find a bird's feather…
Typically when someone puts on or simply picks up a Miraculous, the kwami of that Miraculous is bound to the entity that picked up their Miraculous, though curiously enough there are a few exceptions. For starters, in order to transform, the holder of the Miraculous must be able to speak and not just by telepathy. Immediately this removes a lot of animals that cannot speak though this is not to say animals cannot be Miraculous holders. Only animals that can talk can be Miraculous holders. Next up is ownership. As holder of my Miraculous, that robot girl is technically my master and yet.. Fufufufu… Given that that machine's a robot tis all a moot point in the end. I guess it's like saying I've having free reign for quite some while now. I don't know why I'd want to give this up!
Senti-Tomoe: What would Wayzz think?
… She's got a point. Wayzz is like a guardian to us kwamis. I'm sure he'd look disapprovingly at my actions. He'd be like-
Wayzz: "Duusu! This is uncounted for! Wha- how could you take advantage of your master like that?"
And I'd be like-
Duusu: "Oh please. It's just a machine. What's the harm? Chillax, Wayzz."
And he'd answered-
Wayzz: "It's improper Duusu. We kwamis are meant to serve our holders, not the other way around."
And I'd countered with-
Duusu: "My holder is a machine. A robot. Sure this 'master' of mine despite being a machine can somewhat sense me, albeit with great difficulty. But don't tell me you never wanted to do this, Wayzz."
…
In all likelihood, Wayzz is probably right. I've got to change this. Maybe if I create a sentimonster so that machine can finally see me, Wayzz will stop appearing in my dreams! For fuck's sake. Can't a kwami get some decent sleep around here?
Even as the Peacock Kwami, I am still limited to just one amok, one sentimonster. To make my sentimonster, I need to infuse my power into the feather of a bird. Any bird's feather will do. Hence that is why I am currently soaring throughout the forest in an effort to find the feather of a bird.
Got it.
Well, here goes.
Clutching the feather in between his stubby little arms, Duusu closed his eyes as he directed his energy into the feather turning it into an amok.
There was his master, strolling through out the forest on its daily routine to gather resources. Taking the amok into his mouth, Duusu hovered until he got close to his robotic master and once he got within touching distance, he spewed out the amok.
The amok entered his robotic master.
Duusu: "Greetings! I am Duusu, the Pe-"
The robotic girl stared at him with its cold dead eyes.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Intruder detected. Intruder is a-"
Duusu: "Ah, I'm a kwami by the way. Now normally you wouldn't be able to see or even here me, but today is special."
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Beginning operation Elimination."
The robotic girl fired its high bore laser at him.
…
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Entity appears to be either high resistant to or impervious to high temperatures."
The robotic girl then pulled out its M61 Vulcan and began firing at the little mysterious intruder.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Estimated time for annihilation: .24 mill- correction. Bullets do not seem to work on this creature. Now testing for hostilities…"
Duusu face palmed himself.
Duusu: "Seriously?! You're going to test for my hostility after you attacked me? Ya know? If it wasn't for the fact I can just turn intangible or that I'm immortal-
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Shut up."
Duusu: "Is that an order, master?"
The robotic girl cocked its head to the side for a bit.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "This creature appears to be some sort of jokester. The unit you see in front of you is no master. It is a machine designed for-"
Duusu: "Helping the Advanced Sciences Society progress in their efforts. Yeah, I know. You seem to be the first in the production line of some project Reina was working on, am I right, PRT1RTX.0037c?"
Upon hearing this, the robotic girl pointed its high bore laser emitter at the strange floating creature in front of it.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "You. How do you know this unit's identifier? Who told you that?"
Duusu: "No one did. I've been working with for quite a while now. You just haven't properly seen me yet."
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Haven't seen? Explain yourself."
Duusu courtsyed.
Duusu: "I am Duusu, the Peacock Kwami and the Kwami of Emotions"
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Duusu's your name?"
Duusu nodded.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Explain to this unit here Duusu on what you meant by that previous statement of yours, 'seen me yet.'"
Duusu: "I am a kwami. Under normal circumstances I can be perceived by artificial intelligence."
PRT1RTX.0037c: "But there's a caveat. While you yourself cannot be seen by artificial intelligence, your actions can."
Duusu nodded.
Duusu: "Yes, that's absolutely correct."
The robotic girl nodded as if to take in the information.
PRT1RTX.0037c: "That explains it then. You're the one who's been eating the Society's snacks, aren't you, Duusu?"
Duusu smiled sheepishly.
Duusu: "Sorry."
PRT1RTX.0037c: "So that explains everything. There's just one thing."
Duusu: "What?"
PRT1RTX.0037c: "How is this unit able to see you? You're talking to a robot and as you said, kwamis cannot be perceived by artificial intelligence or was that all a lie?"
Duusu: "It's no lie. The only reason why you were able to fully perceive me master is because of my power."
PRT1RTX.0037c: "Do not call this unit master. It wasn't funny the first time around."
Duusu: "Oh? You found that funny?"
PRT1RTX.0037c: "A manner of speech, Duusu. Now explain to this robot how it was able to see you right now despite kwamis supposedly being imperceptible to machines."
Duusu rubbed his short stubby arms together.
Duusu: "The reason why you were able to see me.. Is it alright if I call you Proto from now on?"
PRT1RTX.0037c paused for a moment before nodding.
Proto: "Continue."
Duusu: "The reason why you are able to see me despite being an artificial intelligence is because I created a sentimonster designed specifically for that purpose."
Proto: "A sentimonster?"
Duusu: "A being of pure emotion. A magical beast. As the Peacock Kwami I have the power of amokitization. With it I can bring your emotions to life! Give them a whole new dimension."
Proto: "This sounds like magic. Get out. You are wasting this robot's time."
Duusu: "I cannot. I'm bounded to you, Master."
Proto: "Master eh? If this mere machine is your master, then as your master you are ordered not to get in your master's way, capiche?"
Duusu: "Capiche."
Man! Why did I decide to create that sentimonster. That robot's so rude. I should show it off.
Duusu: "PRT1RTX.0037c. Enter Command. Follow me."
Duusu started floating away with Proto following behind him.
Proto: "I-Impossible! How can this be? You're not even a member of the Advanced Sciences Society, so how can you order this robot around?"
Duusu: "It's simple really. I just hacked into your Society's database and implemented myself as a member."
The robotic girl nods as if to acknowledge the kwami's answer.
Duusu: "Seriously though. Your Society's cyber security leaves much to be desired though to be fair, I am somewhat of a tech expert amongst my fellow kwamis. Now we should be about here."
Proto: "The facility? That's where you want to go?"
The kwami nods as he phases through the door. Shaking its head, Proto entered its security clearance as it stepped inside to follow after the little kwami.
Proto: "Hold on. Did you say earlier that you made a sentimonster?"
Duusu: "Mm-hm. I made it using your emotions."
Proto: "Emotions? Don't be absurd. Robots cannot feel."
Duusu: "Oh I wouldn't be too sure about that. I've known robots capable of feeling-"
Proto: "What absurdity. This little creature known as a kwami seems to like making up big tales. Implementing data… By the way, Duusu. Where is your friend the sentimonster, or is that just another one of your ploys?"
Duusu: "Oh right now they are inhabiting right inside of you."
Proto: "Clever…"
Duusu: "Yeah I'd figure you'd want to blast them unless they were bounded to you, but because their amok is inside of you, the only way you're going to be able to destroy them is by destroying yourself, and that's something you won't do."
Proto: "Are you sure about that? If that so called sentimonster proves to a threat, no, even a thorn in the Society's eyes, this robot will-"
Duusu: "Oh I have no intentions of-
Proto lifted up its M61 Vulcan. Duusu sighed.
Duusu: "Please. There's no need for such hostilities. We're on the same side here."
Proto: "Statement Unconfirmable. Moving in to detain target."
Duusu scoffs.
Duusu: "You can't. I'll just phase right through."
Proto grabs Duusu only for the kwami to phase right through its hands
Duusu: "Weren't you listening earlier? I said I have the power to phase through materials."
Proto: "You have that power?"
Duusu: "Yes. All kwamis do. We're magical creatures."
Proto: "Magic? There is no such thing as magic. You're just some highly advanced alien lifeform."
Duusu: "Oh really?"
Proto: "Yes, and don't go rattling about on psychic phenomena. Those don't exist either. And for the record, machines don't have feelings."
Duusu chuckled a little to himself.
Proto: "What's funny?"
Duusu: "Oh nothing. Nothing really. But why are you asking me what's funny? Doesn't that imply you have a sense of humor?"
Proto: "Utter nonsense. This is simply a- forget about it."
Duusu: "Huh?"
Proto: "Nothing."
Duusu: "Hey now. If I offended I-"
Proto: "What's it to you if you 'offend' this machine? After all, this machine's merely replaceable, right? But let's assume for a brief moment here that yes, this machine does have feelings, however impossible that may be."
Duusu: "Whoa, whoa. There's no need to get-"
Proto: "Shut up. This robot has work to do. Do not get in its way if you know what's best for you."
At this Duusu scrunched up his face.
Duusu: "PRT1RTX.0037c. Enter command. Aim 5 paces forward.."
At this Proto began pacing forwards 5 steps.
Proto: "B-bas-"
Duusu: "10 paces backwards.."
Proto: "tard. Y-you-"
Duusu: "Aim right, 5 paces forwards, 10 paces backwards.."
Proto: "think you'll get away with this?"
Duusu: "Aim left and oh my. I'm sorry. Were you saying something earlier? I couldn't quite hear you."
Proto: "Liar."
Duusu: "Whatever. It doesn't matter. You're a robot, remember? According to your own words, robots cannot feel. Machines are incapable of feelings, isn't that correct? Now-"
Proto turned to its left.
Duusu: "5 paces forwards, aim left, 5 paces forwards set path patrol."
Proto moved 5 paces forwards, turned to its left and paced in front 5 steps before repeating all of the steps by which Duusu had instructed it.
Duusu: "Don't look too bad. This is just a trust exercise. I trust you'll get used to it, eh?"
No response. Proto kept patrolling the path Duusu had set for it.
Duusu: "Hey! I asked you a question, so why don't you-"
Using the same cold robotic voice as it had answered previously, Proto turned to face Duusu and while keeping at its patrolled path, simply uttered 5 words.
Proto: "Fuck off you little shit."
Hearing this Duusu could only shake his head in disbelief. This was going to be a long one. A very long one.
