#systemstuff

As older followers (or those who’ve read through the history of this blog) may know, back when I first awakened as otherkin, I mistakenly identified as robotkin (among other things which turned out amusingly off).

I know now that I’m robothearted; I have a connection with robots, sure, but I myself am not one, and the notion of pretending to be one/identifying as one ultimately feels like at best a very strange and at worst uncomfortable concept to me. 

Like impersonating a friend.

Considering this feeling, for the longest time I found it strange that I’d feel drawn enough personally to robots to even mistakenly identify as one. 

At last, I’m happy to say that we now have an answer; the entire Quasar System is robothearted in some capacity, all with varying reasonings for such, as well as different levels, so to speak, of a connection. (Two of us could firmly say that they’re very literally almost robots/robotic-adjacent in nature, though they choose not to for various reasons).

So of course, before we realized we were a system, those near constant, conflicting vibes from all directions of broad, and personal connections to robots definitely could be easily misconstrued as a kintype, especially for someone newly awakened to otherkinity in general..

However, the one whose robotheartedness overall piques the most curiosity, from all of us, was Marx.

Consistently, Marx has always been especially prone to fictionflickers and cameo shifts; we admittedly don’t think much of fictionflickering, nor do we talk much about it here given its (in our opinion) fleeting, disorienting, and hard to describe nature, but we respect it and want to learn more about the phenomenon. 

And almost as the perfect motivation to do so, our resident little jester tends to form intense, though brief connections to things connected either to his hearttypes or hyperfixations.

So of course that means that he’s gotten quite a few robot-adjacent flickers, ranging from momentary, surface-level cameo shifts to a much more immersive “sampling” of some identity; to the rest of us, it’s disorienting.

While we’ve probably all had a few cameo shifts here and there, Marx is essentially a magnet for fleeting, though to him very meaningful connections. Perhaps it’s his nebulous grasp on identity, perhaps it’s his way of processing empathy.

All we know is that, despite his occasional tendency to have confusing cameo shifts, he’s actually helped us make more sense of our alterhumanity in general.

When we have more experiences to compare, it’s somewhat easier to sort out our feelings on matters. 

And while we’ve been putting off examining our hearttypes in more detail, I think in finally doing so, in finally beginning to untangle some of those layers and connections, we’ve gained a better understanding of ourselves overall, somewhat.