Should I Make A Robotgirl Blog?

i’m so mad there’s no fucking point to this site dog. what do u mean u only have like 25 ppl working for u and u still have the time to ban random black trans women who don’t post anything but jokes for people to enjoy? you’re a fucking joke. you and your company are both jokes photomatt.

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imagine trying to install a new port but its becoming awfully difficult to concentrate when your poor little bot is beeping and their fans are whirring so hard- maybe you could finish the maintenance after you’ve given them some relief

Hey I just posted about this cause I lost the post originally. Yeah HDG is a goddamn horror story from any other perspective.

I do kinda understand the perspective of the willing florets though, being loved and taken care of in an unconditional way that our world can't provide is a helluva escapism drug.

ok i think one of the major reasons hdg is unappealing to me is because i like my kink to tell a story, i like to craft an interesting and captivating (ha!) narrative, but hdg just feels so insurmountably one-sided, it’s like trying to play pretend but the other kid just keeps going “no, im immune, hits you with my death ray that you can’t dodge or deflect and it goes through force fields and cancels out immunity!!!”

currently re-writing most of my DRN code to make it more efficient and expand the repository. I will post some examples when I'm done but I just want to make sure its up-to-date and ready to go!

You know, I heard that if a robot girl ever wants a Lobotomy, all you have to do is install Windows 11 on her OS. And BOOM, no more big thoughts.

you lay on the padded diagnostics table - slowly coming back online

>c://programs/os_25/diag.exe

>running - - -

you feel a hand on your hip - you flinch

a voice, soft and calm responds "hey hun - welcome back - sorry, did I startle you? gonna run the diagnostics suite while I check out the damaged circuitry in the - sorry, in Your lower back - that okay?"

you tilt your head slightly up - enough to see their face with one eye

>processing - - -

>processing - - -

>access granted

they smirk warmly at the readout, and proceed to press down on release toggle hj_1 and your hip socket pops open - releasing the tension in your leg - you heave an involuntary sigh of relief

"just relax hon ~ we'll get this all sorted right quick"

they slide open panel h1_p5, which hisses as the air wooshes out of the compressors - they tug on a diode and it springs free from the magnetic clasp - holding it up to the light - you see flits of colorful dots play across the table - a sound of broken glass from across the room - which probably means they've chucked the diode in the reclaim bin

they slide open a drawer above you - rummaging around thru diodes, making a sound not unlike ice-cubes - and sliding the drawer closed again with a shuff

they place their free hand on the small of your back - a comforting gesture - bracing to press the new diode into the slot - with a little effort it snaps back in - magnets latching it in place - something reconnects and you can feel your toes again

>h1_p5 diode operational

>processing - - -

>connection re-established in:

>l1_f1_t1, l1_f1_t2, l1_f1_t3, l1_f1_t4, l1_f1_t5

>execute flexibility test

you stretch and wiggle the toes on your left foot - they chuckle - you stop moving your foot

"no! sorry - your toes are cute - I'm glad they're working again"

a blush creeps up your traitorous cheeks as they press panel h1_p5 back into position - a single staccato hiss signaling its re-pressurization

>c//admin/features/cheeks/blush.exe - off

>processing - - -

>an error has occurred

thankfully they're preoccupied trying to get the hex screws out of the 5 corners of panel lbl_3 to notice the error message before the screen clears - screw 5 falls to the table and the lift the panel off - an odd cold sensation creeps into your spine - they suck air in thru their teeth - usually a bad sign

"okay - this is going to be just fine - I'm gonna have to reroute a few of there wires til the replacements come in tomorrow, so don't go running around after this, alright? only normal walking speeds til we get all -"

your lower back spasms, contorting your spine and hip - something sparks and the flash lights up the ceiling

"- of This sorted out . . . I'm gonna get you set in the ultrasonic bath after this and then it's straight into bed, alright?"

you nod - your lower back must be worse than they expected - but they're doing a great job of not showing it

>c//admin/features/mobility/run.exe - off

>processing - - -

>run feature disabled

>[note: in case of emergency - this feature will automatically reactivate - continue?] Y

you lose track of time listening to them soldering away behind you - the hot sensations fluctuating as they move from spot to spot - and suddenly they're spraying the area down with the conduction gel

"alrighty hon - we're gonna get this panel back on in a jiffy and then right into the bath, yeah?"

you nod

they've got the panel back on in a flash - pressing down on release toggle hj_1, popping your hip socket closed again - gently reaching under your knees and torso - picking you up off the padded table

this ultrasonic is going to feel soo good ~

its so unfair I cant connect to unsecured security cameras and perceive them all simultaneously this is transphobic

> Call me T4T the way I'm tech 4 tech.

> I'm also trans but I don't think that's relevant.