The Bionic Bodybuilder

It’s a little mean, but robots with viruses are so hot. Their body is overheating, fans on full blast, scrambling for control. Maybe they know what’s going on, and are panicking because they know the symptoms and recognize what’s happening to them, or maybe they’re totally clueless. Looking up at you, voices wavering and full of static callings “What’s happening to me…?” As their limbs malfunction and their body is forced to lie limp. Maybe they’re clingy, looking to you for some kind of comfort or relief, begging you to stay by them, draping themselves over you. Or maybe they’re scared, curled up and shaking, errors sounding out every two seconds as they try to desperately convince you they’re fine. Finally forced to admit something’s wrong as they collapse, at your mercy. And maybe you’re nice and you take them to a repair shop or trouble shooter to get them fix, but maybe you’re meaning- maybe you tease them and make them say things that they would never say when in control, maybe you enjoy this desperate, clingy, needy version of them. I dunno, I just feel like there’s so much you can do with it <3

Having this vision of doing repairs on the leg of my bot and finding a sensitive wire there. Positive response from the bot leads me to remove more and more paneling, following it up the leg and eventually I’m removing the plate at their pelvis to find where the thick wiring connects into their torso. I’m yanking and prodding and playing with them there and it’s so human-sex but so not. You can eat out your robot if you’re tonguing a bundle of wires that just happens to be at the joint of their legs. Hands in your hair and everything. It can happen if you really believe.

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always related a bit too hard to the robot characters in shows (probably because I’m autistic) and now that I’m an adult, I’ve become way too into forcemech (probably because I kinda want everyone else to get more autistic :/) but also because the idea of upgrading someone, forcefully or not, into a better form and maybe they’re fighting it the whole way but when the upgrades are complete and they have shiny metal instead of skin, invulnerability instead of bruises and pain, wires instead of fragile and easy to damage neurons, they’ll be so much happier- is so, so hot to me. Even more fun when it’s willing, when you replace parts of them bit by bit and they’re jumping with how from it, full of euphoria. Like, a translation timeline except each photo shows them with more and more parts replaced until the end where they’re a fully updated robot.

Androids that perfectly mimick human appearance aren't really my thing UNTIL they get damaged and reveal their mechanical innards. Sexiest thing they can do. Metal shielding and colorful wires right up against soft, synthetic flesh. Put your hand through the gaps in the metal framing. Can you feel the movement of gears reverberating now that the barrier has been lifted? The gentle whir of exposed chassis fans? Or the pump of coolant through pvc? Show me neat wires where I expect veins, shining metal where I should find bone, hard panels where muscle resides. Only perfected by the addition of a choppy, imperfect, computerized voice box, so very raw and electric.

"Mechabare, Malfunctions, Damages, Oh My!

Massive bouncers, cocky men, and a cop in a cyberpunk world. What could possibly go wrong (or right)?