FIRST LOG.

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Who: *Hyun-ae, anyone who runs across her!
When: Day 1, sometime in the mid-afternoon.
What: *Hyun-ae has a body. She is appropriately freaking the fuck out about it, but not because it's dead, because it's a body, and she hates having a body.
Where: Her room (which is shared with Alphys, at present), feel free to hear her shrill screams across the way.

Warnings: Mention of... a dead body, possible allusions to Hate Story spoilers, AKA *Hyun-ae's backstory which contains mentions of: heavy abuse, graphic violence, murder, suicide, genocide/death, and sexual acts. Yes. All that. Please see my permissions.

[ A sudden, sharp inhale, and *Hyun-ae awakens. There's no whirring, no feeling of her processors... well, processing. It's all very convoluted. She's breathing, which in and of itself, is a problem that she wants to correct. Oh, sure, she can set up a program to mimic needing to breathe, but she has little to no need to do such things; she's an AI.

Artificial beings don't NEED to breathe.

No, the greater problem here is that she is in an unfamiliar place, not inside the ship's computer at all. Did someone download her and shove her into another drive? Is she in... AI space prison for what she did, her crimes catching up to her at last? No, she thinks, if that was the case, why in the name of the emperor would she be... feeling quite so much? She closes a hand, opens it, and throws off the covers.

Dinosaur pajamas. A hastily stitched wound on her chest. A slightly off skintone she barely recognizes. A small red ring around her finger... there's... is this... why are there TEARS in this? She feels the body. It feels almost clammy. Then, she notices it: an odd injury. A stab wound. Finally, unable to contain her incredible terror anymore, *Hyun-ae does the only sensible thing left to the poor AI:

She shrieks. She shrieks as loud as she possibly can, as long as she can, burying her hands into her hair. And when she's done letting out that long scream, she begins yelling hysterical words, tugging the long, dark, messy hair at her head, fumbling out of the bed and onto the floor. Mirror. Mirror. She needs to. Needs... needs to... make sure... she keeps it. Her...

She touches her throat. It's okay. She's got it. She's fine, she's fine.

But no matter how hard she tries to force the core programs inside herself to CALM DOWN, she can't. She's still hysterical, still upset. Someone is gonna have to calm this girl down, she's in tears. No. No, no no no no no nononononononono. She doesn't WANT to be in a body. She doesn't WANT to be in a BODY-- ]

SOMEONE HELP ME! THIS ISN'T RIGHT... THIS ISN'T RIGHT!!!

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[ She's... really upset. A little shaky, even, gripping her elbow. Her other hand is on her neck, though it's obviously fine. She's sitting on the edge of the bed, and is clearly clothed in her pajamas okay, but they show signs of hasty stitches, which leads one to wonder how this body's occupant got along.

She doesn't even notice him, at first. She's so busy freaking out, trapped in her own head, that his coming in isn't noticed until he's right up to her, and she practically falls backwards. ]

A-ahh! I... I don't... this body. It's not mine.

[ ... She stops and stares at him, realizing what she just said. Crap. No, no no no. People cannot know the truth. She's lying already, but she can't help that. She has to, or they will never like her, never let her live among them. She knows this. The Investigator left her. *Mute thinks she's a psychopath...

She's staring for a solid thirty or so seconds before she shakes her head, long hair flowing with it. ]

--I mean, no, that's not correct, sorry! I... I don't HAVE a body. I'm... I belong inside a computer. Aboard a ship... I'm an AI.

[theserpentsmiles]

[...That's maybe about as calm a reaction as he could have hoped for, and he'll take it. Focus on her eyes, her breathing, her neck. She's making sense, up until she starts panicking again - something she said? Had to be. Especially since she corrects herself. But it's weird, that should still mean the body isn't hers - it's the kind of thing Ritsu might say and only be half-joking.

His brows furrow for just a moment. She's lying, or something like it, but he lets it slide. He'd talk about Ritsu, but...he has no idea what the rules are anymore, if the threat still applies. He won't, then. Better secret than sorry. All in all, he takes the AI thing in stride. His demeanor remains normal and his voice is as even as if he's talking about the weather.]

This must be really weird, then. Do you need any...help, or anything? I don't have answers, but if there are any changes you don't understand, I might be able to explain. ...Do you mean a space ship?

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[ She watches his reaction, hoping that maybe he's just thinking she's a little weird, and she toys with her glasses, obviously disoriented with it all.

All she can do is hope is that he bought it. ]

Of course I need help. I don't belong in this... thing. I belong in a computer! ... But, yes, I mean a spaceship. I was downloaded and my core was installed on a colony ship called the Mugunghwa.

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A computer... I wonder if-- [And he digs one hand into his pocket, only finding cloth. Oh, right - he'd left his phone at home. Anyone he needed to contact would also be hooked into their frequency. The communicator has been down since he got here.] ...No, never mind, sorry.

I can't put you back in a computer or anything, either...but if you need to know anything about being in a human body, I can help.

A colony ship means you're from a place where space travel is common, right? [He keeps up the questions about her home - it might help to give her something more familiar to focus on alongside the weirdness of...well, being here.]

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Oh... it's impossible then, huh... but... but let's not talk about that!

[ She frowns, crossing her arms. ]

Why... wouldn't it be...? I mean, it's pretty far in the future by now, isn't it? Space travel should be standard in most countries on Earth by now, right? Unless...

[ Her eyes seem to light up. ]

Did we finally succeed in colonizing distant planets? That... would be wonderful!

[theserpentsmiles]

...No? Even reaching Mars is still petty far off.

[Sure, Nagisa has boarded the International Space Station....but especially with how things are now, no one's probably even going as far as the moon for a long time. Not with most of it vaporized.]

It would be really cool, though. So your ship is from Earth after all?

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Huh? That doesn't make any sense... it was well past the age of being able to put things in orbit for us. Colonizing Mars shouldn't have been THAT hard. It was farther planets that were problematic...

[ She taps her chin. ]

That's what our ship was supposed to do--go colonize a distant planet in a far system. We were supposed to have many generations of people aboard and a self-sustaining ecosystem just for that sole purpose. An AI to run the ship, a security AI to maintain peace... you get the picture. Not that I know much about Earth. I was born ON the ship. First generation.

[ Pausing. ... Right. ]

... Well, I was... built there, so to speak.

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[Another weird correction. ...Not important, he's not interested in learning things she'd rather not share and there are more important things coming to light.]

Do AI have generations, too? Even AI are really, really new technology... What you're describing sounds like something from science fiction.

[He frowns. What's going on here?] I didn't think space travel would be much of a concern for a while until we've figured out all the effects of the moon, it's only been a year...

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No, it was more that I was part of the first generation of people. My... creators were one such set of people. I wonder why there's such a disparity...?

[ That seems odd to her. That the technologies are so different... ]

AIs shouldn't be that new, should they...? Granted, I no longer have the luxury of being able to show you all the log data from my ship, which could explain at least some of what went on there after a point, so my apologies for that. Having been downloaded into this body seems to have... caused me quite a few downgrades. It's insulting.