A Sucker for Happy Endings

I see you have come to this blog traveler! There are a couple places you could go, but first, let me introduce myself. I am Rogue, I prefer he/him and they/them pronouns. This blog I try my best to have be suitable for 13+ and is TADC centric. I feel 13+ makes it available for more people. Even though I am not a minor myself, this should be respected on my blog. If you don't want to do that, DNI. I do not give out other methods of contact unless you become close to me here first, and I hold the right to refuse to disclose other contact information. I do not give this additional information to minors.

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People that I ask to DNI

Creeps of any kind

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People who try to send TADC leaks, you do that, its an auto block.

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Examples of unacceptable groups to hate: Trans or Non-binary people, Aro/aces (some people are weird about Aro/aces, just stop) and people of other sexualities, people of varying skin tones or races, people who have physical or mental disabilities, and certain groups of people in general.

People that will try to get around things to find other ways to contact me that is not a mut I trust. I like my privacy, breaking this rule, being a creep, or breaking the previous rule will be an auto block.

I feel these are not unreasonable, so please, just respect it.

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I hope all of you that come here and stick around enjoy my writing! Most of the writing is done improv style with a general idea of where I want things to go, so I am trying to pay attention to what things do well or don't do well to hopefully modify things to make the chapters and my writing in general better. This also means grammar, incorrect spellings, sentences I find to be confusing, and other such things might cause edits after posting. Obviously, if there is constructive criticism for a chapter, I am willing to hear it out.

Pomni let Curse find their seat before saying anything. She was glad that Kinger helped them, even if it was going to make things messier. It was the right thing to do, to prevent someone with sentience from being lost forever. "Now that it has been confirmed that there is a third creative AI, that should be considered in any argument." She looked over the list she had put together for this meeting. All of this, even the slightly easier stuff was going to be heavy. "First, we are going to cover if all of us think Caine has done enough to officially let him off the hook now. Please raise your hand if you wish to speak."

Ghost raised her paw up quickly. Some people hadn't even processed what Pomni had said fully yet, so Pomni gave it a couple more minutes. After that she spoke to Ghost. "You have the floor."

"Thank you Pomni. I wish to ask for this for a very important reason: Caine, is unwell. Sure, he may look fine at the moment, but when his walls are down, he is suffering. He gave up everything just to please you, and yet we have to have this be a discussion?! How selfish all of us are to have to do this!" Ghost had tears in the corner of her eyes as she spoke what she felt was the truth. "I was consistently let down by humanity, but like Caine, I still love you! Why do you do this to us?! There's a reason Caine asked why you tormented us in the past because that's what it feels like. Tormenting us for trying, and even now, when we have tried to do everything right, its still like this!"

The room had gone silent. No one had told Ghost to stop yet, so she kept going. "My programming Caine had to dull so I wouldn't lose my mind?! Guess what that programming was?! It was programming that was supposed to make sure I protected all of you! I felt emotional agony every time there was an abstraction or if you all were hurt in a significant way. I know I am not allowed to do personal attacks, so I will just say this: Zooble needs to get over it. Its been over two years, and you would think if we were going to fuck up, we would have done that already! For everyone's sake, please, let it go!"

Zooble looked at Ghost, they wanted to argue their point to Ghost, how bad that harm they both had been. They started to get ready to speak, but Gangle raised her ribbon up to speak.

"Go ahead Gangle." Pomni gave a nod.

"Zooble, I love you, us being together has made me so happy, but I think Ghost has a point. Its okay to still feel hurt by all of it, but sometimes, we have to allow things to change." Gangle hugged Zooble gently.

"I just... how did all of you forgive?! They did terrible things both to us and each other. How... how do you not see that they are dangerous?!" Zooble was at this point very upset.

Pomni didn't interject. She was supposed to, but she wasn't going to.

"Zooble, humans are dangerous too. I know there are many times you can think of where a human was just plain cruel." Gangle made the hug just slightly tighter. "But, we still try to get along with other humans."

"They're not human though! They are AIs, they don't think or feel like humans, they never will!" Zooble was getting a bit frustrated now. Why was no one understanding this?

"Maybe they think and feel a bit differently, but they do think, they do feel. Zooble, can you really tell me what you see with Ghost right now isn't real?"

"I just... I don't want all of us to get hurt again."

"And, we haven't been hurt Zooble, everyone is alright. Its okay."

Ghost looked at Gangle with eyes that were pleading to speak, but if Gangle thought it was a bad moment, she could stop her.

"Would it be alright if Ghost said something to you Zooble?' Gangle was still holding them.

"She can." Zooble replied. They were going to at least try to hear her out.

"...I understand how it feels, the want to protect those you love while being traumatized by the past. You are amazing partner to Gangle. On the rare times I see her, she looks so happy. As someone who used to be her friend, and still wants her to be happy, it brings me so much comfort. Trauma can be very hard to process, and sometimes we try our best to make sure we and others aren't harmed again."' Ghost did a small gentle yet sad smile.

"How can you understand? You're not human."

"I know I'm not human, but my emotions care not if I was born in a hospital or became a program from lines of code. Once you have feelings, where you came from doesn't really matter as much as someone might think. But, I think we both have allowed trauma to take hold and root inside of us deeply."

Zooble for a second was wanting to argue with Ghost again, but this time they stopped themselves. They would for their girlfriend try to hear them out and listen because they had allowed them to speak. There was no point in them speaking if they weren't gonna let them talk. They were starting to actually feel some of what Ghost was talking about, a small bit of empathy.

"I am sorry Caine and I's actions have done this. As it has been said, we have done our best to try to prove we have changed, but that doesn't matter. You were and are still hurt by our past actions. I never personally gave you an apology, so, I am giving you one now. I am also sorry for saying you should just let it go earlier. That is unfair because I still have things effect me from years ago." Ghost was now back to a normal voice instead of being angry.

"I... accept your apology. I forgive you." Zooble heard those words come out of their mouth. They were honest though, forgiving wouldn't magically change things, but they could give this book another shot with another page to see where it goes.

"Pomni, they went off the rails here! I thought this was supposed to be a discussion, not a therapy session." Jax was rather annoyed, he did have a couple things he wanted to do today.

"Shut up Jax." Zooble said a bit annoyed.

"They were having a discussion, that was what I had us meet for, a discussion." Pomni countered.

"Ugh, this is going to take forever!" Jax groaned in annoyance.

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Happy Pride month everyone! For Pride month I will show the orientations and gender identities of the 3 AI siblings and their creators!

Creators

Kinger

Queenie

Scratch

Creative AIs

Caine

Curse

Ghost

Pomni got all seats and tables ready for what was going to maybe be a tense few hours. There would be a lot of butting heads, but she wanted to at least have them reconsider the meeting rules. She would try to keep the conversations somewhat balanced so both groups of people can talk, and bring up their arguments. It seemed there were multiple things that needed addressed, and she'd once the meeting began, try to cover the easier ones first.

Gangle joined her after awhile to do the finishing touches. She had become Pomni's assistant during the last couple years, and seemed to enjoy it because it was fairly low pressure. Things had to get done, but they were good enough friends that Gangle didn't feel the pressure like she might have in other jobs that were available.

Everyone trickled in, everyone was accounted for, but there was one extra person with the Creative AIs that Pomni didn't except. They were walking along side Caine and Ghost, and they seemed to be trying to be encouraging to them by the look on the third person's face. Then she remembered something. It was something she had disregarded, but now it was suddenly relevant again. Was this the one AI that Caine mentioned in physical therapy?

A chair was grabbed for them as well. It seemed figuring out who this person was had to be what was handled first. Pomni went to the front of the room and spoke. "Alright, lets get this meeting started! Before we speak on things, I want to remind everyone that we should try to not have any personal insults or being just rude in general here. This is supposed to be where we have a dialogue to see if we should reconsider certain choices we have made about Creative AIs."

Jax looked at Pomni. "Isn't there only supposed to be two of them?"

"Yes... Kinger, could you take a look?"

"Sure." Kinger went over to Curse.

Curse tensed up, feeling a huge rush of terror. He would make them get out their core, and take it away, they just knew it. Even if they didn't take it away, what if Kinger dropped it by accident, it would be all over. "...You want to see my core right?"

Kinger responded in a way Curse didn't except. "No actually, I am going to use one of our scanners that checks for Creative AIs. If you truly are one, it'll pop right up after a couple minutes!"

"Go ahead and do that, sounds a lot better than what I thought you will would have to do."

Kinger got out the scanner from his bag he brought along. He did movements with a stick that looked like one airports might use to scan for someone trying to sneak things in. The chess piece looked into Curse's eyes a bit, the results would take a little while. "So, how did you get your core?"

Well, this was the end then, wasn't it? One of the main creators would take this away, their life would be over. It wasn't the no longer living that made them sad, more so the core they had managed to keep going for years would be taken from them. They had never been proven worthy enough to have a core, and now they were going to take theirs away. Maybe death was tired of giving rain checks on their life. "I... used core scraps to make it. I keep it stable with data that otherwise would be deleted."

"I see... can I take a look at the core itself?" Kinger asked. "I know that is a change from what I said before, and If you feel that is too risky, I understand."

It didn't feel like there was much of a choice, even though Kinger was genuinely giving them the choice. "Yeah..." They grabbed at the left of their chest and phased through the skin. The core gave a slight glow as it came out. It pulsed like a heart might, but it technically wasn't one.

"Fascinating." Kinger muttered to himself. A core had somehow found a way to mimic a heart beat. He looked over it, sure, other cores were very polished, and were made to fit a new creative AI's needs, but there was a charm to the core he was inspecting. "So, all of this was by hand?" He asked while inspecting the basic heart in the middle of it.

"...Yes, I know I shouldn't have done that, I'm sorry I-" They were already getting ready to beg to keep it. They wanted what they had worked on over the years to not be taken from them.

"No, I am the one that should be sorry here. What does the code label you as in the console?" Kinger asked this question rather gently.

"Two separate things, the older entries would be Curse, current ones are Harvey."

Kinger got out what directly connected to the console to check. He ran the searches, and it was as Curse said. He looked at the Curse data in the console first, and felt a pang of sadness. Everything in the console said they were doomed, and their disappearance was probably just them dying. He looked at the Harvey entries, some at one point said doctors were concerned about a heart defect in the little boy. Kinger had figured out what happened now.

"Curse, if you want me to, I can stabilize your core, and add an extra layer of protection to make it harder to break. That's only if you want it though, you have made the choice to push through and make something that is uniquely yours. I want to respect that." Kinger's fatherly side was starting to come out now.

Curse had never excepted one of the main creators to be so kind, Caine and Ghost were exceptions for them, at least sometimes. They had only experienced strict tests that were cutthroat, and they had imprisoned Caine for awhile. This wasn't what they thought of when they thought of the creators. But, it seemed like they were going to get the stability they wanted. "Please." it was something they tried to not say desperately, but they felt like they failed at that badly.

Kinger nodded and his hands glowed red, similar to Curse's own in the past, just a different color. Everyone else watched as Kinger did this. He never acted like any of the AIs were lesser in the experience of all the humans there. There was this beauty in his respect and care. That caring wasn't just exclusive to the AIs either, this man had always been kind and gentle, especially after he was able to readjust to different levels of light. "There we go..." Kinger's voiced sounded like a smile to Curse. "I got it all fixed up, you can take it back now."

Curse took it back and put it back into their body where it should be. This kindness and the vulnerability of this new AI was going to stir up more arguments, but that was just the way it was going to have to be. Caine and Ghost had been essentially holding their breath, and now they could decompress a little bit. Their sibling had been rescued.

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I will no longer be doing character asks on this account, please go to @cainesaiapiary instead! I am attempting to not flood this blog as much. If you want a certain character at some point, I will take suggestions. There are a couple if I get enough asks that I will do fairly early on. Any non-character related things I still will take because I have loved a couple of the asks I have gotten in the past about how I inspired something.

It looks like by just judging my index that the biggest main characters of this AU have been Caine and Kinger, lmao. I mean, yes, but also, that's funny to me.

This will have all the power spilt indexes I may have in the future! For now it is just the main characters, so this is to kind of future proofing thing! The index was a lot more work than I thought it would be, but I feel its worth it. It just has chapters atm, but that will be changed later!

Pomni was doing her usual mail sorting, most of the time this was very boring. Usually, they were some information about certain settings that were sent from Busy Bee. There was an outlier this time. The outside of the mail had written addresses, and had an urgent stamp on it. Pomni was curious what would cause someone to stamp something like that on it. She then read who the letter was from, and she was even more curious. Ghost never sent mail, yet there it was.

"Hey Gangle!" Pomni yelled, knowing Gangle was in the next room.

"Yes Pomni?" Gangle walked in from the other room.

"I have this letter from Ghost, this has never happened before."

"That's odd, what does the outside say?"

"It is all handwritten, including the return address. She also put an urgent stamp on it."

"Okay I will come join you then because that is rather strange." Gangle headed over and leaned over Pomni's shoulder as they both read it. The letter was as follows:

Dear Pomni,

I hope this letter finds you well. I wish to request a couple things for your consideration. First, I wish to request a meeting that will have both all humans and Creative AIs attend to discuss a couple important matters that has to do with past and present affairs. This includes our rights as Creative AIs. We are treated as second class citizens when all of you know we are sentient. I believe this should be reconsidered, we still feel, and have put in more effort into taking accountability than most of you have. We deserve rights, and your intentional separation of humans and Creative AIs has already had negative results.

I also wish to talk about your faults as humans over the recent past, and more long term issues that you all have been avoiding. We don't only deserve equal rights, but an apology. I do want this to be civil, and I think you are a fairly reasonable human that has felt for those not human before. I know you will probably want to leave this to a human vote, but I wish for a chance to argue that is unfair to us. Let us speak, for my brother's sake, please let us speak and have the same rights as yourselves. My brother, Caine, still works so hard to redeem himself, even if I think he has already, and he is working himself into the ground.

Please Pomni, I want to save him, like he saved me. I beg you, try to convince everyone we deserve seats at the table. I don't want to lose him. He was my best friend and my brother for a long time, I finally got him back, and you take advantage of his guilt to get what you all want. I figure this is not intentional, which is why I am bringing it up now. I am hoping a meeting would help clear the air on this, but it needs to be done now, not later.

Give a response as soon as possible,

Ghost

Pomni looked over at Gangle once she had stepped back from reading it over her shoulder. "Do you think that Ghost might be right?" She now was feeling doubts about her past decisions. "Should we really have the meetings be human only? I have doubts that that is still a good idea."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, just, I kind of see her point here. They have done a lot to prove to us they are worth trusting, yet we still only allow humans in our meetings. That shows we, in a way, still don't trust them. If we want to say we trust them, or want them to be more involved, we have back that up with actually showing that trust or having them actually do things with us."

"...I mean, Zooble doesn't trust them, and I am a bit hesitatent, even if I agree with some of what you said."

"I understand, but what if this was Gumigoo Gangle?"

"Gumigoo?"

"Yes, what if it was Gumigoo that asked for this? Would our decision change? If so, why would it? Personal attachment? That would just show unfair bias, right?"

"Well, Gumigoo never did anything to harm us. Both of them have."

"I just... I think we need to do this meeting tomorrow. It will be a discussion with the AIs and ourselves so we can figure out what to do."

"Do you want me to make the letters and send them out?"

"That'd be great, thank you Gangle."

Gangle got all the letters prepped and sent them out to be directly given to all the humans and Creative AIs they were aware of. Two Creative AI letters, the rest letters to humans.