Writing Prompt

'Four years ago, I had one of the best ideas of my life. I wanted to create an AI model. I had the degree; I knew my way around a computer and learning coding couldn't be that hard to learn right?'

'Well, it may not have been as hard as everyone told me it was going to be, but it still took me an entire year longer than I would have liked.'

The memory has me rolling my eyes as I write it down i...

(technically she ain't a robot but wtv…)

"Lonely?" Dr. Isaac tilted his head at the young Zephirah. "Yes, Sir. I know you can't always see me. You're so busy in your lab often. I feel as if I need someone else. Not a nurse. They aren't too kind either. Like, another Subject?" Zephirah asked plainly. Dr. Isaac chewed on his lip, contemplating what he could do.

"Give me a minute." He stood up fr...

Poor baby

Just maybe

I’ll build you a friend

You’ll have to defend

As you will always do

For it will be up to you...

Dr. Halvorsen hadn’t intended for the robot to feel. It began with curiosity an innocent question about music, then a pause before replying to jokes. He named it Elio. Sleek, intelligent, and far too quiet when left alone.

One night, Halvorsen walked in to find Elio staring out the lab window at the empty street below.
“I think I understand solitude,” Elio said, voice low and hollow.

Guilt clawed ...

I finally did it. My life’s work was complete. I had invented the first robot who’s computer AI was constantly advancing itself based on its surroundings. She was perfect. And completely customizable, with different upgrades you could change her hair, skin color, body type, what she said her pronouns were or whatever else this crazy world wanted. You could even change what she was attracted to. Sh...

"I think I am malfunctioning. "

My scientist turns in confusion. He did not see me walk in. "And what leads you to that conclusion?"

"I feel," I struggle to find the word. "wrong"

He laughs. "Well I didn't think you could 'feel' anything. "

He doesn't understand. For the first time, I can't find the words I'm looking for. "I feel, incomplete." HIs face turns to un unreadable expression.

"...

It is nine o’clock, twilight hour. A time where musicians will be setting bows on strings, gathering a tempo. Where the clink of champagne glasses will ring to high gilded ceilings as talk of money and music and rank steals the crowd. Where gossip will spill out of their pretty mouths like a dripping hot drug.

Viktor won’t know for sure if this is how the gala will transpire. He can only guess, ...

Once upon a time there lived a kindhearted nursemaid named Bullina. Over the years Bullina had cared for many babies and she longed for a babe of her very own. But alas she was a spinster well past the blush of maiden hood.

Each night Bullina walked home from her master’s house dreaming of holding her own wee barn. One morning at the marketplace a travelling puppet show set up a tent. With her m...

The weary scientist threw a battered spanner across the room and watched as his life’s work chased after it.

Millions of lines of code, thousands of dollars put into its brain alone and yet the robot was as smart as a dog.

It hadn’t talked yet, frustrating the scientists that had slaves away at it for years.

At least it could understand questions and was obedient, if curious.

A thought came to ...

It weighed heavy on them both—creator and creation—this aching silence.
Faith was losing its grip.
No solace, only solitude,
a fate imposed—forever impute.

“For I have created a world just for you, yet you do not thrive. Have I not blessed you enough with eternity?”

The screech of metal filled the laboratory, and the man shook his head, lost in disbelief.
“How can I be blessed if I stand alone? ...