SPIRAL series combat and multiservice rotdoll

So first I open the battery panel and remove the battery and place them both to the side.

Then I use a long flathead screwdriver to pry off the hand grips by inserting the head between the trigger and the hand grip while the trigger is fully depressed.

The backing plate has 5 screws: 2 in each side (1 by the trigger, 1 by the vibration motor in the handle), and 1 in the battery bay. I use a Torx 9 to remove these screws.

The case comes off in two parts: the face plate and the backing plate. The backing plate is what the skeletal frame and the two circuit boards are seated on. The plates are moved and placed to the side, and the analogue stick caps are also removed and place to the side.

There are two circuit boards in the controller. One handles the face buttons, D-pad, bumpers, and triggers and is fixed to the skeletal frame. The other handles the vibration motors and the analogue stick. The other circuit board needs detaching and flipping over. This is where I need to be careful.

The boards are connected by two small black cables with a popper style connector which can be unsocketed, but the top board is permanently connected to the vibration motors. I need to flip it over while twisting slightly to avoid stress on the vibration motor cables. This allows me to access the analogue stick assembly but also caused the 3.5mm jack to be unhoused as it isn't fixed to the board.

The assembly is composed of a silver housing that contains the two axles that form the movement of the stick. At the end of each axle is a green 'door' that contains the contact plate and spring plate which are part of converting the position of the axle to data to send to the game.

I use a smaller flathead screwdriver to pry open the 'door' to remove the spring plate and expose the contact plate. I use a rubbing alcohol to lightly dab on the spring plate and contact plate to remove any dirt and debris.

Once they've dried. The spring plate is seated back on the axle, and the 'door' snapped back into place. A quick spritz of compressed air to finish off.

The board is flipped back and all the cables tucked in and screw holes aligned and 3.5mm jack reseated. The Torx 7 is used again to tighten the screws. The small black cables are reconnected.

The analogue sticks are reattached to the assembly and then the faceplate and backplate are aligned and seated, avoiding trapping cables beneath the triggers which will cause them to be unable to fully pressed.

The Torx 9 comes out again to fix the faceplate and baseplate together with the 5 screws, making sure no cable is straying outside of the controller's form.

I don't remember making this.

... I don't remember a lot of '22.

And yet, there it is. Waiting.

cus yeah, you would be extremely vulnerable to things like abusive relationships and drug abuse sex trafficking and homelessness and financial scams. you’ve been completely deprived of social skills, support networks, and adult skills. and of course had your brain absolutely zapped.

once you get bussed back into the city, you don’t get dumped not at some vacant street corner like they used to, but at the doorsteps of a dusty little building, and welcomed inside. you’ll be boarding here for the next few days, but it’s not some trap to swindle you. it’s just a temporary place to stay while they find you a nice apartment.

you see, mech pilots get a pretty amazing government pension. but you’ve never used a credit card before and most of your old identifying documents are classified. pilots usually need some help with accessing it and getting themselves off the ground.

but all of that stuff is pretty overwhelming to a fresh-off-the-presses living weapon. the real boon of this place is the community meetups. lots of other pilots, new and old, come here to socialise and support and supervise and mentor. it’s almost a bustling hub of jumpy little miscreants. there’s a lot of focus on drug safety here, overdose is the leading cause of mech pilot death.

you sit through it, mostly zoning in and out - you just sorta wandered in here cus navigating a building that isn’t base is still a bit alien. but afterwards at the snack table a few other pilots come up to you and introduce themselves. the way your voice quivers and your hands shake makes it obvious to them you’re newly retired. how come you haven’t been given a guardian? yeah this place blows, super underfunded, they chuckle to themselves. don’t worry, we’ll take you under our wing.

so you hang out with this group for the rest of the day, mostly just following them from activity room to activity room. but they’re nice. they pull back your attention when you get caught staring at a screen, and they calm you down with gentle touches when your hands start shaking too much to use them. you’re pretty quite, but it’s nice to watch people talk and laugh. it’s a new experience, mundane carefree conversations.

as sunset ends they suggest we go out for a bite to eat. and as the most recent command, you oblige. you can only order a kids meal, lest you throw it all back up, but it’s delicious. you try to thank them like a rookie thanking superior for new instructions, but they just laugh and ruffle your hair.

hey! one of them says. you know what this kid needs ? to smoke some fucking pot. you don’t really know what that means but soon you’re back at one of their places, just hanging out on their couches. it’s real chill, no one’s forcing you to smoke, letting you choose. it’s tricky but eventually you make a decision, everyone else is doing it after all.

it’s really nice, your hands nearly completely stop shaking and your mind isn’t so … spikey. you don’t really talk, just laying there while some inane show plays on the tv and the others laugh and giggle and talk.

eventually you fall asleep, snuggling w another one of the pilots. it’s not lewd or anything, it’s just comfy. to have that soft physical touch with someone and know that nothing bad will happen because of it.

while you sleep, two of the older pilots talk out on the balcony, sharing a smoke.

poor kid, they really did a number on her.

she’s really damaged, she’s got nerve damage for sure.

yeah.

she’ll need a lot if help learning how to be human.

don’t we all?

you know what i mean, she can’t even go in public alone yet. gonna need a lot of reinforcement to learn she’s her own self with wants and needs and value.

heh.

what?

you like her.

she’s a good kid is all i’m saying - i want her to be happy. she deserves to carve out a space for herself in this world - her own place

It Is As If You Were Making Love is a bizarre little game in which you move your computer’s slider to bring it to climax (after all those visits to PronHub it’s probably the least you can do for your computer!)