Rizzo stared for a few seconds then asked "Did. Did you just say a paradox? Don't those things hurt a lot of AI's heads? .....When they even have heads of course. What is it in other AIs that don't have heads? Just their consciousness I guess.
Iri shrugged. "Computers. Programming. That's pretty much it. And yeah, those are usually a problem... especially for my lying sensor. But for some reason, it allows lies through now."
((For those reading this and wondering, we had a science fiction roleplay in PM, but I was having annoying glitches, so we moved it here and just jumped right in. Putting this here because I know I often click on private RP's just to see what they're about and stuff. I'm a stalka.))
Iri flexed her metallic fingers uncertainly. "Maybe it is," she said, in a quiet voice.
((Yeah, I kinda felt like it would be weird too, but I figured it would be better to go with it.))
Iri rolled her eyes and returned to her tried-and-true method of dealing with Rizzo: ignoring him. Instead, she started looking at the knife again. "I think the attachments that are harder to get out will have the more interesting effects. Whoever designed this probably put the really important parts near the bottom; they'll be the ones it was hard to find." Secretly, she wondered what would happen if Rizzo touched the extra-hidden one, but the risk was too big for her to ask him to find out. "First of all, can you tell me which one of these parts blew up your house?"
Iri stared. "What? But- but-"
All logic dictated that the attachments on the outside would be simple ones, and the ones that were hidden would be the doozies. She had figured about a 90% probability that several of them were actual things you might find on a normal pocketknife, to throw off suspicion. But if that one was already weaponized...
"Then what on earth do the others do?" She wasn't even sure she wanted to find out anymore.
((What would happen if Rizzo touched the one that sped up Iri's process? Would he start becoming a little robotic? Maybe something like Twitchy, but not quite that level yet?))
((Okay, so between your messages about Twitchy and thinking about what the knife actually does, I think I came up with something.
All robots actually have a small core of organic-ness. Certain attachments on the pocketknife can increase this humanity, but they can also go the other way and create various levels of cyborg. There are also a lot of defenses to discourage the curious. It might not do anything to an ordinary human, but once they have even a small bit of computer in them, say a single computer chip, it can start to grow, almost taking them over. But what the people behind this project weren't counting on was the fact that, as Rizzo joked, "humanity is contagious". Robots aren't supposed to really care about anything or have emotions, but due to their small humanness, they do have a little bit of that, and if they 'befriend' a human (which isn't actually really friendship at first) it can actually blossom into real friendship with actual emotions and real love (and yes, robots could also have romantic love with humans, but we're not going to go into that or the biology). So, basically, probably nothing would happen to Rizzo, but once the robots placed even a small computer chip in him he could start to become a cyborg.))
Iri glanced at the small knife, bristling with attachments. "I don't know if I want to know anymore," she said. "Maybe it would be better not to try to find out."
At the same time, however, she desperately wanted to know more. "I suppose if we're really careful with the investigation, it couldn't be too dangerous... right?
((IDEA IDEA IDEA
Okay so for the climax, they badguys got the Pocketknife of Doom back, they used it to turn Iri back fully robot and Rizzo might also have been turned into a robot by this point. Any other characters they care about by now (Steve the creepy stalker spaceship, Twitchy, anyone else we bring in) is also robotized now. They feel no emotion and don't really care about each other anymore. They follow orders perfectly. The badguys have won.
They might not feel emotion or friendship anymore, but they remember what it was like when they used to. They make a concious decision to go back to that. And once they do, they start becoming human again, and they don't stop. This probably happens while they're away from supervision for a bit, but it happens very quickly, and suddenly both of them (or all of them, as many people as are there) are human. 100% human. Unless they get chips put back in, they are immune to the effects of the Pocketknife of Doom. They convince enough other robots to become human that they can take down the evil AIs who started this mess in the first place, or else maybe convince them to become human too. Basically I'm thinking of the season six finale. Friendship is magic!))
((Okay, I see where you're coming from. I just thought it would be cool. Maybe instead they become immune to the effects after a while?))
"I did not detect any radioactivity coming from this device," Iri confirmed. "I automatically detect any coming from my surroundings without having to actively scan. You'd be surprised at the things that turn up in junkyards sometimes..." She turned over the object again, then pointed the laser attachment at the opposite side of the junkyard and wiggled it a little.
A blast of light shot from the end of the attachment and across the yard, decimating a large pile of metal into rubble. "You weren't kidding! That was a big explosion." Iri sounded worried now.
((Yeah, I do see what you mean. I think Iri will end up mostly human--and maybe when it happens naturally, instead of through artificial means, it creates much fewer problems, so something like Twitchy is less likely to happen to her. But in that case, I do think the plot I had in mind doesn't work quite as well.))
Iri nodded. "That was a lot bigger than I expected. Maybe we shouldn't mess with them, or we could blow up the entire junkyard, and after we just convinced your boss you weren't a troublemaker, too."
Iri nodded. "If you're confident that the place you had it before is secure, you should place it there. We don't want anybody else finding it."
((I'd expect nothing less XD))
((Maybe at this point Rizzo should make the connection of "we don't want anyone else finding it" -> "other people might want it" -> "hey, that's about the same size as the things Dave grabbed" -> "I wonder if that was what Dave was after". I would have Iri do it, but humans are WAY better at making connections like that than computers are.))
Iri looked at it. "You know, you're right. It is. Hmm..." She trailed off thoughtfully.
Iri whirled around. "We've wasted too much time. That explosion was bound to attract attention. Get that thing back to your hiding place as soon as possible! In fact, maybe I should go with you. I can help if someone tries to steal it."
Iri nodded, glancing around. Maybe she should scan the area for heat signitures.
((Are they being followed or was somebody just looking at them for a bit?))
Iri scanned the area. There was nothing too unusual; a few forms wandering here and there, but it was impossible to tell if anyone was watching them. She started to glide quickly, gesturing for Rizzo to follow her. She wanted to get out of here, the sooner the better.
((I think it would be more interesting if somebody tried to take it.))
((I meant trying to attack us like you suggested.))
Iri nodded. "Okay, then you take the lead."
((Yes, I was just picking one of your ideas. If that was my fault for not specifying enough then I'm sorry.))
Iri had glided back a reflexive step, but now she moved forwards again. If she could keep that robot distracted long enough for Rizzo to slip her the knife, she could probably sneak it into her compartment. That pocket in her chest was designed to be nearly impossible for anyone else to open. If they could get the knife inside it, it would almost certainly be safe.
"Well, it doesn't belong to you either!" she said, though she actually had no idea if it did or not. Meanwhile, she was holding her hand out a little to the side, as if reaching for the knife. She hoped Rizzo would see it and understand, and she hoped the android wouldn't. She was confident this was a reasonable risk to take, as robots tended to focus pretty strongly on what they had decided to pay attention to, and something they hadn't might slip past them.
Iri gasped. "Rizzo!" she shouted, then dove for the object, barely snatching it from under the android's outstretched hand. She wondered if he would taze her too--she had no idea what would happen if someone attempted to taze a robot. She went into a roll. The hard stones pressed painfully into her back. Oh. Feeling has some downsides. She sprang up into a hover again and started moving quickly towards the end of the alleyway, hoping to draw him away and give Rizzo some time to recover.
((I googled how long it took somebody to recover from being tasered, and the results were irritatingly scarce. However, I think Rizzo should recover pretty soon, though he'll feel very drained. If you want we can do a kind of keep-away match with the cyborg, or we can just move on. Up to you.))
Iri hesitated, then said decisively, "Yes, unless you can give me a very good reason why you or whoever you're involved with should own something this powerful." As she spoke, the door of the compartment in her chest swung open. She placed the object inside and closed it hastily. Good luck getting in there. Then she glanced around the robot to see if Rizzo was all right.
Iri looked at the robot as he left. "Well, that was ominous," she muttered. "Let's go before another one shows up or he comes back!"
As they walked, she added, "It might not have been a great idea to flip him off. I think you made him mad, and also made your finger easier to poke."
((I'd very much prefer it if we avoided such things from now on. I'm a bit of a sheltered homeschooler, and I try to avoid things like that. Thanks.))
((Thanks! I think "he did a rude gesture" would be enough. You don't have to edit your old post.))
Iri clapped her hands to her mouth. "You did?" She chuckled quietly for a few seconds, then added more seriously, "I'm not sure that was a good idea. Based on what he said, I think he took your DNA, which he might be able to use to track you down. You should be careful."
"If the house is searched, how likely is your hiding spot to be discovered?" Iri asked, running over possible hiding places in her own home in her mind. None of them seemed very likely to work well. Her home was pretty bare. Robots didn't need or want much.
Iri nodded. "Okay, let's just get it back to your house safely then."
The rest of the journey passed without incident, and Iri opened her compartment to allow Rizzo to retrieve it before she said goodbye and left.
Iri turned. "Reddish liquid? I don't think so. If water collects on metal, it can rust, and then you can get rust-y water, but most AIs should be pretty rust-proof, even the early ones."
"Hmm," Iri said. "If you give it to me I might be able to analyze the chemicals. That's not really my specialty, but I can learn."
((Haha, yes. They'll need an excuse for the pile being blown up...))
Iri rolled her eyes. "Only you would have a collection," she sighed. Then, jokingly, she added, "Any in there from me?"
Iri pretended to be offended, but it only lasted for a few seconds before she laughed.
Suddenly her face grew serious again. "Hey, something else weird happened this weekend..." she showed him her fingers and wiggled them. "My joints disappeared! My skin feels a little softer, but then it would have to be for me to still be able to move. I'm guessing next my compartment will close."