There's more to you than orders. What I felt... it couldn't possibly be just a simulation. The things you feel... they're too real.
[ and brilith would know. just because she's good at hiding her emotions back home doesn't mean she doesn't feel very strongly, after all. and she understands more than most how easy it can be to hide it all under a smile, and have no one notice. ]
But it doesn't change the fact that we were only built to serve a certain purpose. Or that to most people, we're just slightly more personable weapons.
Just because you were made for one purpose doesn't mean that it's all you are. Maybe you are a weapon, but you can be more than that, if you want to be. I think you care too much about others to leave it at that.
...And no life is replaceable. Every one is different, with different experiences and memories and personalities that shape them. Even if you were originally made as a doll, do you really believe that's all you are?
Even if I am more than that to myself, it doesn't matter. T-Dolls were created to protect humanity. We are expected to be able to sacrifice ourselves for their sakes.
Besides, that's exactly it. Our memories can be backed up and copied. Normally, if any of us dies, if a human cares enough to keep us they'll simply use the most recent set of memories available and put that into a new body. Just like it never happened.
Even a tool should be allowed to make their own choices, if they're capable of thinking and feeling on their own like you are.
[ sacrificing yourself for others... brilith can understand that. but she was never expected to, until she chose to take the mantle of priestess. it's hard to swallow, and she shakes her head in denial. ]
But they can't change that it did happen. They can't just erase that. [ she looks back at 45, hands balled into fists at her sides. ] Have you died before?
If I died, they probably wouldn't expend the resources to bring me back. I've just seen other dolls die, and what happens after. I'm not connected to the same infrastructure most dolls are.
[ if a human cares enough to keep them... ]
Trying to argue that tools should be allowed to make their own choices with me is pointless. I'm well aware that even a doll should have a reason for existing.
It's other people you'd have to convince of it first.
[ what a terrible fate. dying is one thing, but for no one in her world to truly care... it's horrible, and almost impossible to imagine. even brilith, who has felt so isolated for most of her life, with no friends and no one who knows the full truth of her condition, still had people who cared about her.
is this, she wonders, what sura halves feel like? ]
It's always the larger population that's more difficult to convince, isn't it... [ she sighs. ] Without being personally affected, it can be hard to talk them into giving empathy.
We're tools. We're just machines who look a little more human than average, and make at least a passable attempt at appearing and acting like it, too. At the end of the day that's what people will remember, when it comes down to it.
[ a languid shrug. ]
Expecting people to have sympathy for the tools they made to save themselves trouble is a high demand, I would think. Everyone here met me without having that knowledge already at the back of their mind, so I think that's why it's easier for you to empathize.
...Most tools aren't able to think for themselves. That's where the difference is, I think.
[ there's not much use in arguing further, though. it's clear where both of their feelings lie on this subject, and without any suggestions on how to solve the problem, they're just going to go in circles. so brilith decides to try something else. ]
If the time comes that you are the one infected - what do you want?
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[ haha ]
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[ She hasn't exactly been making a secret of it to anyone who actually asked, but. Not many have, it turns out. ]
You didn't think I was human, did you?
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...I don't like the idea of you being a doll, though. Human or not, you're still a person, aren't you? You still have your own thoughts and feelings.
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[ Haha, too bad Brilith isn't linked with her anymore! A constant vague smile is a good expression for masking your thoughts, it turns out. ]
It could be argued that my thoughts and feelings are simply simulated. They're not real.
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[ and brilith would know. just because she's good at hiding her emotions back home doesn't mean she doesn't feel very strongly, after all. and she understands more than most how easy it can be to hide it all under a smile, and have no one notice. ]
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But it doesn't change the fact that we were only built to serve a certain purpose. Or that to most people, we're just slightly more personable weapons.
Our lives don't mean much when we're replaceable.
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...And no life is replaceable. Every one is different, with different experiences and memories and personalities that shape them. Even if you were originally made as a doll, do you really believe that's all you are?
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Besides, that's exactly it. Our memories can be backed up and copied. Normally, if any of us dies, if a human cares enough to keep us they'll simply use the most recent set of memories available and put that into a new body. Just like it never happened.
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[ sacrificing yourself for others... brilith can understand that. but she was never expected to, until she chose to take the mantle of priestess. it's hard to swallow, and she shakes her head in denial. ]
But they can't change that it did happen. They can't just erase that. [ she looks back at 45, hands balled into fists at her sides. ] Have you died before?
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[ if a human cares enough to keep them... ]
Trying to argue that tools should be allowed to make their own choices with me is pointless. I'm well aware that even a doll should have a reason for existing.
It's other people you'd have to convince of it first.
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is this, she wonders, what sura halves feel like? ]
It's always the larger population that's more difficult to convince, isn't it... [ she sighs. ] Without being personally affected, it can be hard to talk them into giving empathy.
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[ a languid shrug. ]
Expecting people to have sympathy for the tools they made to save themselves trouble is a high demand, I would think. Everyone here met me without having that knowledge already at the back of their mind, so I think that's why it's easier for you to empathize.
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[ there's not much use in arguing further, though. it's clear where both of their feelings lie on this subject, and without any suggestions on how to solve the problem, they're just going to go in circles. so brilith decides to try something else. ]
If the time comes that you are the one infected - what do you want?
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There's no point in keeping scrap metal like that alive. If I even resembled myself after transforming, anyway.
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That goes for any of us, I think. I don't know how much I would be able to help, but... I will try, if that day comes.