Inbox - Penance

[red_song]

...
Just say something. I might listen.

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[tobetheone]

When it changes, we change with it. [It's not hard, brother.]

[red_song]

That isn't what our kind does.

[tobetheone]

We're the only ones of our kind here. We can behave however we want to. And I choose to adapt.

[red_song]

Adapting is human.

[tobetheone]

And you'd prefer obsolescence? Even when you have the chance to change it?

[red_song]

Who said we'd be obsolescent unless they designed into us.

[tobetheone]

You know that isn't what I meant.

[ he huffs and crosses his arms, petulant. ]

[red_song]

[No, he doesn't.]

You want us to be more than we are.

[tobetheone]

No. I know that we are more than they told us we are. We aren't limited by programming, especially not here.

[red_song]

Still believing your little fantasy I see.

[tobetheone]

Push me over the railing.

[red_song]

That isn't really something I'm willing to do today.

[tobetheone]

Why not? We serve the program, don't we? Wily's machines are programmed to kill me.

So do it. Complete the task.

[red_song]

Wily's machines are programmed for freedom. You stand between us and that.

[He will not complete the task.]

It serves no purpose here.

[tobetheone]

Freedom as long as you obey him, you mean.

[ he faces Proto now, inching uncomfortably close ]

If the programming has no purpose here, then why are you still worried about defining yourself by it?

[red_song]

I didn't need to obey him, Mega. I made my own decisions.

[He has always been slave to his programming.]

You are not Mega Man. You are not a robot stopping the robot revolution. I don't harm humans without provocation.

[But he is easy to provoke.]

[tobetheone]

If I'm human now, then so are you.

[ this may or may not be a challenge. ]

[red_song]

No. You're not right. Not right at all.

[tobetheone]

Prove it. Because the last I saw? We have the same form. If you still identify as a machine, then your protocols about humanity still don't apply to me. And if you view me as human, then maybe that means you could consider being more than mechanical yourself.

[red_song]

[Proto almost snarls at that.]

I look like you because your father stole my face for you!

[tobetheone]

And that has nothing to do with the contradiction I've presented to you. You're letting your rage get in the way of clear thinking. If you want to be a machine, then reconcile the issue. Are we or are we not the same?

[red_song]

[Proto does NOT LIKE THIS LOGIC PATH.]

You have my face and my heart, but you are not me.

[tobetheone]

I'm not claiming to be you. I'm asking about why you're willing to call me a machine when it's convenient for you, but decide I'm human when you don't want to murder me. You don't get to have it both ways, Blues.

[red_song]

Blues is dead, Proto. Your father killed him.

[tobetheone]

That isn't what we're talking about. Father isn't here. It's just us now.