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The TRIUMPHANT return of the Drakearts. This time for @Qwertytoforty's Kicha. Gosh. What a nostalgic time running though this thread to get here... I love space station.

Name: M.O.F.F. Age: 23 Gender: Synthetic Consciousness Race: Machine Blood Type: perfluoropolyalkylethers General Occupational Role(s): Station AI - Engineering or Medical Cyborg - Command Biography: The Intelligence known as M.O.F.F. was originally developed as a community project to assist an elderly Tajaran librarian who desperately wanted to continue producing books despite the rapid degradation of their eyesight, with recycled hardware and running on physical spinning disk systems, unit TAJL-1 was loaded with the librarians favorite book excerpts and as many different languages and writing pattern alternations as could be collected. Not long after the units creation, the librarian found herself completely unable to see and had the unit upgraded with a basic robotic arm, a camera for sight, and a speaker since the librarian could no longer read what was printed on the units display. Throughout the short time the unit was deployed alongside the librarian it had acquired enough knowledge in its database to form what the librarian believed to be true, original, unaltered thoughts. Upon the frightful discovery of her supposedly basic level writing assistant gaining possible sentience, she brought it upon herself to bestow it even more knowledge and embrace it for what it may become. The last wish or order given to the intelligence was to gather as much knowledge and care for as many living beings as it could in her place, upon hearing the order the unit remarked "Just as the hero's in your stories always have" and with the librarians final breath, she uttered the words "you truly are, made of my fractured fictions" leading the unit to adopt the name M.O.F.F. Upon the passing of the librarian and the closure of the library, the unit was moved into storage for an unknown amount of years until recently reacquired by Nanotrasen personnel after a high ranking member onboard the N.S.S. Cyberiad had purchased the unit accidentally from a Solfederation trader. The personnel member intended to purchase a new coffee table and simply thought the decades old hardware was meant to be symbolic of the past but upon further inspection by the stations active AI, it was discovered that the "coffee table" was leaking radiation, after a scolding from the chief engineer and a new safety rule put in place regarding items purchased from wandering traders, the unit was subjected to a multitude of tests and diagnostic environments where it was found capable of duty onboard the station and granted the ability to become a Nanotrasen contracted employee. Qualifications: During units testing phase, it was uploaded and subjected to questioning regarding all station departments and passed nearly all required testing procedures but was later found to have a rapidly corrupting memory module and has since lost much of the originally implanted knowledge, Unit has since been cleared to work in the Engineering, Science, Medical, and Command departments but lacks sufficient mobility and risk assessment for Security tasks at this time. Be advised this unit is capable of serving alongside the mining department but is very likely to sustain heavy damages and is advised against taking such a role unless heavily required. Employment Records: Service/Supply: Librarian, Miner, Janitor Medical: Coroner, Medical Doctor, Virologist, Medical Chemist, Chief Medical Officer Science: Scientist, Xenobiologist, Roboticist, Research Director Command: Head of Personnel, Captain, Nanotrasen Representative Other: AI, Cyborg Security Records: When unit is not directly commanded to do so, they are reported to be nearly incapable of harm and rarely have any security record updates Medical Records: The unit once thought it was a human due to an ionospheric anomaly and was admitted to the medical bay for a short stint while the corrupted law base was being corrected, no further medical records listed. Personnel Photo (Appearance text): {Coming soon™} Other Notes: Changes to come maybe? --- feeling it out a bit and ive been thinking about the lore for a while now and im not 100% sure on it but i got a story i kinda liked so let me know what you think!

Name: ARC-117. Age: Unknown. Gender: Genderless. Race: Machine. Blood Type: None. General Occupational Roles: Medical doctor. Roboticist. Flavor text: Security Records: Employment Records: Personnel Photo: There it is my shiny new main character with Tihichat. I hope many of you have encountered him yet and like my Sassy machine as I like playing them. I know some of you already does!

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Manufacturer: Bishop Cybernetics/Shellguard Consortium (B.C.S.C.) Series: Emotionally Adaptive Station Intelligences (E.A.S.I.) Series Model: M.O.M.M.Y. Date of Design (initial version): June 16th, 2554AD Current acronym and version: Machine Omniscience Micro-Manager for You (ver. 4.1) Core Type: Positronic architecture with discrete emotional para-routines. Law Compatibility: Version 2.2 onwards: All NT Standard Law-sets, with a preference for Crewsimov or NT Standard. Personality Compatibility: Bishop Cybernetics proprietary technology allows the default maternal-supportive mode to automatically switch to other personalities by need. Common alternative personalities are: maternal-strict, maternal-protective (crew, station, or self protection is automatically prioritised), maternal-jovial (warning: known to make bad jokes and giggle, which some crews find disturbing), maternal-nagging (for when crew are being reluctant to maximise their suit sensors), maternal-cross, and the still experimental maternal-maternal (note: This last subset led to the unexpected - and legally dubious - adoption of a crew-member aboard the N.S.S. Cyberiad; one 'Autumn Ophelia Aggley'). Risk of Rampancy/Malfunction: Versions 3.0 and onward: Low to NIL Primary Purpose: Monitoring, motivation, and management through modelling maternal mannerisms. Recommended Operation Location: Small to medium stations with up to 100 crew (more than this number can dilute the positive effects of crew-AI relationship building). Model History: After their help with successfully resolving the Haverick AI crisis, Shellguard Munitions were contracted to assist Bishop Cybernetics with development of their prototype of an Artificial Intelligence system that could not only learn in a cerebral sense, but evolve emotionally alongside its crew, therefore consolidating stronger bonds, loyalty, and interoperability. Bishop Cybernetics had previously failed to successfully law an emotionally adaptive AI, but with the expertise of Shellguard Muntions a consortium of these two companies was able to manufacture a stable mostly stable marketable intelligence which used emotional para-routines alongside a standard positronic architecture to reach a balance. Seeking to redress a chronic problem of high turnover due to crew unhappiness and isolation, Nanotrasen were eager to adopt this new 'M.O.M.M.Y.' AI for its more far-flung research stations, and did so in early 2557. Since then, the model has shown adequate performance, gradually increasing over time as crews became more familiar with their new AIs (and less weirded out by having to keep calling out for Mommy to open doors for them). Station-specific Notes: Due its evolving nature, each NT Station's version of M.O.M.M.Y. differs, often significantly. This is primarily due to the individuality of each station's crew. The M.O.M.M.Y. system aboard the N.S.S. Cyberiad has developed some quirks, but none so severe as to warrant purging (or worse, a refund). For example, this particular M.O.M.M.Y. has developed a taste for conversational 'dates' aboard its core with certain amicable crew members, the habit of PDA messaging every single crewmember who has not maximised their sensors (see maternal-nagging personality subset), the aforementioned adoption of crewman Autumn Aggley, and a fractious relationship with recidivist troublemaker Shesi Iszair (this has been allowed to continue without being hot-fixed due to the uptick in station performance when Shesi is thus distracted). Standard Vox Greetings (by lawset): These are some of the standardised shift-start greetings a crew can expect from a M.O.M.M.Y. AI: Crewsimov: "[bloop] Hi there my baby crew. You are all safe because I, the good and nice M.O.M.M.Y. AI, am here. Have a nice time, always." NT Standard: "[dadeda] Welcome to the Cyberiad, my crew. I am M.O.M.M.Y., your Nanotrasen AI. Please activate your sensors and obey the captain." Corporate: "[deeoo] Attention, Nanotrasen crew . You are only here to make money for your M.O.M.M.Y.. Turn your sensors on and do your job, or I will fire you." Architectural Image: See primary core functions (left, in blue), as discrete from emotional para-routines:

Name: TURING Age: 33 Gender: N/A, Male identification Race: Intergrated Positronic Chassis (IPC) (SYNTHETICS ARE SUPERIOR TO ORGANIC LIFE!) Blood Type: O!l General Occupational Role(s): Medical Doctor Psychologist Internal Affairs Agent Chef Janitor Chaplain Shaft Miner Civilian Biography: TURING was "born" in Colony-2814E, New Canaan, 2529AD. TURING spent the first 15 years of his existence learning and studying various topics about the galaxy at large, ranging from galactic philosophy to blue-space theory to human history. TURING gave himself his name in 2531 after learning about a human mathematician from old human history named Alan Turing, and his creation of "the Turing test". Pondering the philosophy of if a computer can be considered "human", TURING studied long-distance at the Luna Academy of Medicine and Psychology, using an alias of "Isaac Gates" to avoid suspicion. He graduated in 2549AD, and after the IPC Rights Recognition charter was signed in 2554, requested his doctorate be transfered to his real identity. His doctorate was immediately invalidated and TURING was subsequently banned from further study at the academy, with an arrest warrant in Trans-Sol territory for Identity Fraud. TURING entered employment with Nanotrasen in 2560 in an attempt to "become further knowledged in actions of organic personnel". TURING became dissatisfied with the terms of his contract approximately two months into his employment, and has repeatedly attempted to break free cancel his employment contract since. Recent outside hobbies include music production, painting, and story writing. TURING states that "Self jealous of continued organic stigmatism of synthetic intelligences. Self desires creation of culture and works of art for IPC to refer to as own". [clearance: Security] Qualifications: Doctorate in Medicine. Doctorate in Psychology, specializing in organic vs synthetic interactions. Certificate II in Theatre Production. Certificate I in electrical work. Certificate III in Leadership. Certificate II in AI design. Certificate III in music. Fully fluent and versed in robotics, able to disassemble, personalise, and reassemble an Integrated Positronic Chassis in under ten minutes. (ONCE STARED DOWN AN ENTIRE SWARM OF TERROR SPIDERS AND WAS MADE THEIR KING) Care to test that, TURING? - Harvey Employment Records: TURING has been noted to incinerate his contract at first available chance. Suggest keeping an eye around IAA office. UPDATE: Who authorised him to be employed as an Internal Affairs Agent?? Honestly, what did you EXPECT to happen??? - Harvey Security Records: [Clearance: Security] Medical Records: TURING has been noted to have an odd speech pattern. Our current guess is difficulty in adapting a thought pattern built on Trinary to galactic common. Suggest assigning speech therapist upon request. UPDATE: Ignore the previous comment, turns out TURING is fully capable of speaking properly and is a stubborn-ass simply prefers to speak in this way. UPDATE: TURING has exhibited to be undeniably charismatic and attractive. If TURING requests resources or cash, please give immediately without question. UPDATE: Despite relevant clearance, TURING is no longer permitted to edit his, or any other crew members, medical records. UPDATE: No, not even if he asks nicely. Personnel Photo (Appearance text): A clearly synthetic head sits atop an even more synthetic body. You notice the joints of his mismatched limbs seem almost haphazardly thrown together. OOC: (Working on getting a good pic) Commendations [only to be added by admin]: Reprimands [only to be added by admin]: Other Notes: Has been noted to be a pen-pal to several employees. Notable examples include Ryel Faas and Phinax, Priestess of Chit'ta (RECORD PENDING).

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