Soon enough Ava woke up, she was back in her room. But something felt strange even if she was in her room. There was a weight in her neck, some sort of metallic that's attached to her neck. Ava rushed into the mirror and saw a device wrapped around her neck, it was a collar with circuitry designed to monitor her actions and location through GPS.
"What the hell is this? Why is it even in my neck."
The collar continued to blink, its LED was responding accordingly.
~Blink red and blink green~
Cassandra came in and informed her that she had been grounded for months, to the point she was being tracked and monitored for her punishment for infiltrating a secret facility; she was spared from a worse fate due to her juvenile nature and her father's connections. And out of all the options the influential figures were working on, they decided that the collar would be set on her neck as temporary punishment
Ava was pissed, but has remained in cognizance that she has no control over the situation, thus feeling uncomfortable that she was being watched - her sense of privacy and autonomy felt violated because of her reckless intentions to pursue her curiosity.
Ava was angry, she was quite angry she even stomped the very floor she was standing on with carried frustration.
Ava then vented with frustration, "screw this I will just get used to it anyways". Ava walked away to leave her house. She made her way anywhere just to have a peaceful time off from her hobbies. She watched the people and observed the working order of things. She was just watching
She was just observing the climate change and ecology of the area she is in, people are enjoying their time, flying cars were floating everywhere, even the digital currency is thriving as she looks at people
One shows a person enjoying parenthood, tending to her children with care and caressing their heads with love.
Ava gazes at the other person. She continued this on, and on, and on. She was still not understanding the sense of love that others have, she wants to feel something in her 'robotic' like blank slate.
But no matter what, she couldn't and she doesn't understand why?
What does it mean to struggle, is she hapless to free will and agency, what is her purpose? plus what does she really want from this existence and what lies beyond it. She is still groping for it, as ceaseless and abstract as that may seem.
Ava appeared to feel torn out, the collar in her led continued to blink. People also saw it and then distanced themselves away from it, as she is being presumed a delinquent who's being monitored by Law enforcement, they see a teenager who could be dangerous, but some deemed her as a stupid foolhardy person due to her stature signifying her age.
Ava did her thing, just watching people as she cruised through the road. She was met with underlying prejudice that wasn't evident outwardly but the distinct feel of it is palpable, based on the small changes in their gestures as they approach her proximity and make eye contact she remained on her journey nonetheless
She was held to this restraining order and surveillance, for some time before she could resurface again as a free human
Ava thinks, "I suppose this is what it means to be grounded, my dumb idiot self knows no limits." She continued to do her part just walking, she afforded ice cream or even synthesized foods to her sustenance and temporal pleasure derivation.
Chew chew chew, she grab the food and bites on it with advanced kind of utensil not of modern way but it's a bunch of chopsticks that have this electrostatic on them that can glue any kind of food where they can put it in their mouth, it's also infused with nanotech which justify or help with the electrostatic theory of gluing food to them with a hold button, it's a magnet
She also has a robot companion that provides assuring comfort to the teenager as she chews on the food she ate like some bubbling teenager.
In here in this world it's so easy, which is why a lot of people are so complacent every disease is taken care, pleasure and tranquility is achieved, but there is always an emphasis in scientific discovery, even treasures, or hierarchy that's needed to keep things in order – so the people in power has to keep them satisfied until they're nothing but mindless robots who are moulded by their systems to serve them and to seek them just to enjoy the cycle of pleasure and complacency.
All of its people have been dependent on technology, that if the people were thrown to the past they would begin trembling as they couldn't sustain themselves their ignorance driven by complacency and pleasure, a kind of fake novelty intended to impress and entrap the people.
History is a place stuff of legends, they are so ancient nobody even cares about them, when anyone would look at the times of 19's or 20's they see them as reading documentaries of pharaoh in his time or tribesman who discovered technology – condescending that may sounds but this signify the advancements their society went through.
The birth of Jesus Christ was nothing but made rumored folktale which fascinates historians and its select students, all of its contents were purposely fabricated as mythology and part of occultism, as the true story of Jesus Christ was covered, his resurrection, his messianic nature deemed as mere delusions by the public, even learning about Julius Caesar is like seeing monkeys evolving to apes and then into the first humans.
Only some figures are preserved but for sinister purposes to make people's mind boring if anything it's just scientists and rockstars or even classical composers including Bach and Mozart for instance
Now then, how should we accomplish our primal instinct of survival. What lies beyond the surface usage of technology, Ava contemplates herself she was interested in learning history, but just like her contemporaries she was no different from her compatriots.
~Oh the great napoleon, with all his military splendor – you weren't born into the wealthiest families and is possibly no greater than every high-middle class as your more aristocratic peers would scoff at you, but you rose to leadership where you eventually crown yourself as emperor who toe to toe with other neighboring countries of Europe. You were the historical pride of a bygone generation of a now non-existent land called France.~
Ava in her time was just eating foods in her time, enjoying the splendor of just overviewing historical accounts with her brain's technology interface ability. Though Ava enjoys eating herself while she looks at historical records of Julius Caesar, Alexander the great, she even saw heroines like Joan the Arc, Ada Lovelace as she browsed the internet of repository.
Ava wandered to herself "They are not as forgotten as I thought they were, they are still retained in our history but as brazen idiots except for Ada Lovelace for paving the way for our technology decades ahead of her or maybe even centuries ahead."
Ava continued in her indulgence where eventuality got tired glazing off the encyclopedia of historical accounts.
Ava finished her food before heading out and the robot who was her companion in the store made a reassuring goodbye, surely this is something that would be possible in Japan, Neo-Japan of course.
But this does nothing to the collar she wears which still makes identifiable as a Juvenile transgressor, she was still making sure she won't cause any trouble again. After all, she had saved enough money to enjoy the food instead of being bold and stealing other people's food
Ava exclaimed, "Mmmmm yummy"
but before she savored the food, she had to go through clearances just to make an entry into the restaurant where she can use her credits
And she nailed it, just fine. The process was scrutinizing and uncomfortable even invasive but she managed through with wit and a persuasive tone
But none of that matters anymore, she got what she wanted. She ate nice food of delicacies sort in the restaurant to ease up her time with a robot companion where she can chat with and interact with, and so far she enjoyed it, every nick of time she spent there is a temporal space done right.
As we stop the seconds recap, and focus more on her current time which is 12:30 pm, which is already noon. She steps out, there comes the bristling sounds of nice but largely dense population with hover cars coasting around the towers, with fresh air which's ecology was breathable, and its architectures with a mix of futurism and minimalism, she continued to breathe in and out as she scoured the road.
It was nice breathing in the same oxygen as they do, after all it is Sunday for her, what could she possibly want to do now while she is in a collar and people can easily discern her as a juvenile delinquent.
Look at the collar its blinking green and red like neon, its design does not have any sharpness to it but it was metallic with very little roughness and some embedded basic circuitry on the inside with two LED's in the outward front blinking red and green signifying its tag to citizens and its active state, its design may just be inspired by the architecture of this world and many of the technological wonders – it was simply progress.
As she continued to walk by, she picked up subtle information. There was one guy who enjoyed trying to garner people's attention and being the locus of attention – and strange anomalies in his behavior indicating some sort of self-compensatory and reckless tendencies.
~The person continued to hold his phone up as he recorded himself doing stunt with his hoverboard as he glide through the levitating air of the floor as he did some stunt with his phone recording his actions~
The man was enjoying himself being obtrusive in public area until two security officers with light iron clad armor and pistols came running announcing, "Show's over, it's time to bring this idiot to reprobation"
The two security guards grabbed his back and restrained him while restraining his body the person's head rotated to her face and saw her and noticed a collar attached to her neck with led light in the front blinking green and red, where he scoffs and his face turned into disappointment
"So I am not the only the delinquent here…" the person's eye rolls as he is being held by two security officers
The suspect has black hair and black eyes with a lean body type being dragged by two security officers, and is awaiting time in court.
Ava continues to watch as he is being dragged. She was astounded but she does not ignore the fact that another person who was vying for fame through fatuous stunts noticed her collar, which adds to her embarrassment as someone who had trespassed the law as a juvenile citizen.
Ava was still staring before moving on, she made her walk away from the street. As she walks, citizens around her avert their gazes or even move away from her in anticipation of her lack of civility based on her collar.
They make worries like
"Is she going to do something stupid",
"Oh my, what a bad girl."
"Tsk, tsk that poor girl"
"I hope she learns her lessons"
As females back away from her, even people are cautious of her. This was the first time she faced discrimination and felt it, in her early life she wasn't able to understand emotions but it was mostly due to her 'Aspergers' owing to her cybernetic mind from birth - but is it really easy to slap a label just because someone exhibit signs of Aspergers despite the clinical procedure that needs to be taken to classify one. No, well partially but it cannot be far from the truth.
You cannot blame Ava for what she has done, or can you - it never occurred to Ava that she would be judged this way but she has a collar and this was inevitable
Ava for the first time finally understood what It means to be embarrassed, she did not understand at first in her early days of reciprocation between her and the other kids in kindergarten what mannerism ticks other people off. But here it was intense, and obvious – the collar was wearing her neck like some sort of hall of shame for this teenager
Weird, for the teenager to experience a myriad of emotions for the first time, it's as if her life has just begun here. It's easy to slap her with the label of 'Alexithymia' but let's leave it there. She may have felt mortification in the past before but not of this intensity.
Ava remained in her street to walk the streets with a collar whose leds blink red and green, beep and beep, it was beeping faintly. She was wearing a skirt with a regular feminine shirt.
She continued in her part, doing her thing.
As she walks the street she spots a familiar person she then interacted with the person named Peter for a casual talk, he didn't appear to be judgmental of her collar although he was skeptical of Ava's intentions.
"Hey, amiga? Are you doing well, still in your nerd hobbies?" Peter with his arched eyebrow
Ava crossed her arms with her black hair flowing at the back and said "Yeah, what of my nerd hobbies?"
Peter then walked up to her with swagger and tried to flirt with his mouth, "I seen you have a collar, you decided to do something else"
Peter places his hand on the wall as if he is trying to make a move on Ava.
Ava responded with, "Mhm, yeah I got into trouble trying to break into my father's workplace… He's been distant from me for some time. And I have never seen him ever" Ava walked away from the close distance her eyes all stern and laser focused, as she stares at the skies or somewhere
Peter understood her and enquired, "I see you've gotten yourself some new adventures? From a boring girl to an actual human, but say Ava are you that much of a person, you know the type to do programming and be silent in the class. I have known you since childhood once but you had a hard time understanding me, you even scoff at my stupid demeanor and thought of them as uncivil and stupid. But we were kids at that time, but now you've grown into a really pretty female. I fear you would be boring just like your smartass and weird personality back then"
Peter then puts on a smug face as she glances at Ava while maintaining the balance of his body by placing his hand on the wall of the alley.
Ava then rotated herself. She stared at the guy for a while with seriousness in her eyes, "What do you mean by 'much of a person'?" Ava posed with confusion as she tilted her head staring at the person.
Peter answered her query, "Oh, let me elaborate. You know are you always this rebellious do you have like a secret agenda, do you have like desires to do stuff, you know whatever that leads to you having a collar in your neck as juvenile punishment"
Ava answered, "Now that I think about it, my life has just begun. I wanted to explore aspects of myself other than my robotic nature. It's been difficult but it's a long journey. I was curious about my nature, my own identity, and I wanted to be something. But I just don't know and because of that I got into trouble" Ava confessed
Ava feels uncertain and makes a request, "So can you go away now? Before my anger boils"
Peter reluctantly answered "Alright, alright just be careful out there."
Ava walks away slowly, before she fades away from the person's eyesight.
Peter then flaps his hand and looked away and vehemently expressed, "What a bummer, I thought she will be something else from her collar, but turned out to be a harsher thorn"
Peter acknowledges that Ava is undergoing a metamorphosis, but the difference between the two is still recognizable, making the end of the exchange of two individuals result in irritation Peter exclaimed with "Phee!" Peter spits out with disappointment .
Peter makes new plans and smiles with excitement, "Time to find another girl to flirt with."
Peter walks away.
Ava walks away with a blank face she's still wearing a collar, she thinks another reuniting encounter humiliating and the perceived social effects of her collar, she wasn't aware that her former kindergarten classmate was flirting with her she dismissed him because she was referring to any implications of her wearing her collar, of course she can detect any hint of innuendo but its not very apparent to her as she assumed this must be his way of talking.
Ava continues to walk the word, soon the "Pretty girl" is starting to ring on her mind, it was like a worm to her mind for a while until it was cut off.
"Pretty girl"
"Pretty girl"
Now, she breathes in the oxygen as tranquility and calmness pass through her nerves like a river with a symphony of flowing water abound in serenity.
As she focused on her thoughts, she gained a sense of awareness, an awareness that allows her to understand the workings of a human but not thoroughly, she understands that judgment,
Until it was cut off, what does that mean? Does he see her as a potential partner like in every romance novel she once read but never finished? No, that was just a pickup line or him being a jerk overall. It didn't make any difference to her, she saw him as an acquaintance though perhaps he was more receptive or mindful of her back in childhood for him to recall her in many years to their teenage years – one would imply childhood friend but that's far cry from the truth.
morality, notions, bubbles, even philosophies, or whatever information they gobble up are like a nexus that underlies the actions of other people, just like how people would consider other imagery or information interfaces with an individual. The subjectivity of others being tested or played along, our identity is based on the things we accept or consume fallaciously.
Humans are not by definition thinking machines, but emotional creatures capable of rational thought. Rationality is not always a divorce from emotion but a bridge between the two. As her cybernetic mind works out the inner workings of the social world she resides based on people reaction or attitude towards the collar she's wearing, she doesn't understand it but she now understand that there is no inherent logic to it, as they operate more in their own unique metaphysical essence, it was simply programmed to be mindful of what's outside the normative or what's inside the normative, this is the necessary imperium for human survival.
Without it, it could lead to chaos. It is not by coincidence that social structures, hierarchies, religions or even stereotypes are forged when human intellect was developed to handle abstract objects, Noema and socialization. Which would've been biased.
Now Ava received this eureka! She must pass forth her hybridized mind to the present, her biological sensors are being tingled as she thinks about the word "Pretty girl" of course the romantic connotations of the term "Pretty girl" mingles, does this assume she maybe a figment of someone's imagination or the qualia that someone desires? No, or maybe a potential hookup partner – nasty that may sound.
Ava hasn't evaluated her appearance yet she hasn't understood nor does she have a proper picture of her appearance if it fits the beauty standards of this world. Ava then became mildly curious, as she continued to walk with the collar on her and its lens on the front blinking red and green, with the same paradigm of people being a little conscious around her.
Ava continues to walk, and walk and then walk before arriving in her house. She opens the door with force as the door almost hits the wall with enough clam, it's as if she is driven by vigor, the same stupendous vigor that got her into trouble like last time with her father's work. She puts her shoes on the storage where the metal panel of the storage opens for future uses and maintenance
She makes her walk with her feet with a little bit of bristle, as she was apparently agitated by the biases other people have on her while she was walking, and also mentions of "pretty girl" which is making her work up mentally. She looked around the dining areas and soon she was away from the corridor.
As soon as she passed the corridor of her house, she walked off and walked off. Her mother had noticed her return from the outside with a collar and its front lens blinking red and green as intended which served as a penance for her juvenile trespass into a secret facility her father Victor Sumeris worked at.
Cassandra, her mother, while carrying her toddler looks at Ava with a cold frown face and said, "Who's outside sweetie, I hope you understand your punishment well." Cassandra looks at Ava with cold eyes but with hinting maternally.
Cassandra continued cradling her toddler son named Max but she continued to look at Ava, where she subsequently lift her hand with a thumbs up and voice with soft mixed excitement and love, "Ava, the food is ready go eat your dinner"
Ava then tilted her head with frustration and made excuses like, "Maaaa but I already ate…."
Cassandra's eyes then widened and scrutinized, "Are you trying to lie to me, what did you eat?"
Ava deep-green eyelids dotted left to the right facing the floor before she makes an attempt to deny, "Yes, I did eat. I ate some really delicious food for lunch."
Cassandra teases and grabs her cheeks and says "I know you are lying to me dear, or are you?" Cassandra crossed her arms together and she leaned to look at her daughter. Her eyes filled with mischief alongside her smile and teased her, "You probably were eating something very delicious and enjoying it with the money I gave you, and now you are getting fatter, yes?"
Ava nodded and disclosed "Yes, I did. I ate a lot of food, delicacies. No rice, just sweets." with guilt painted in her eyes.
Cassandra asked with maternal curiosity "Is that the money I gave you, yes? To distract yourself" Cassandra pats her back in a charming way she smiles and follows with"Mmmm, mmmm you really did enjoy yourself with the money I gave you and the money you saved for yourself. Now, do you understand if I gave you an abundant amount of money you would stay out of trouble yes?
Ava's voice enthused and said "Yes" she nodded sheepishly.
Cassandra sat on her floor and pleaded with her, "Can you promise me, to be a good girl, to be the normal and content girl you always were." Cassandra puts up her finger extending it towards her direction then gesturing it to a pinky promise
Ava responds with fleeting conviction, "I don't know, but I will make sure to stay out of trouble" Ava asked with curiosity, "Is that okay with you?" with hesitation.
Cassandra near her head towards and smiling where she tried to be coy with her words, "Sweetie, it would make me sad as a mother if you were to get into trouble. You know how much I care about you as a person right? I don't want you getting into trouble, for if you get into trouble I get into trouble, alas you are in severe juvenile detention. How much has your father pleaded with his executives for you to not be in your jail cell? We do this because we love you, and I want to see more of you grow into a decent person. We cannot risk you in jeopardy or on the bad side of the federal hands."
Cassandra eyebrow lowered as she focused while trying to maintain a sweet eyes and asked again with pushed authority but with promise "So I will say this again. Could you stay out of trouble for me? I will make sure to extra your cash for two months."
Ava agreed with her plea and answered, "Deal. I will make sure to be a good girl as you wish, I appreciate the extra cash though"
Cassandra caressed her head and complimented, "Good girl, why don't you go upstairs while I take care of your brother Max" Cassandra then left while Ava went upstairs with her socks.
She is curious if her appearance fits the archetype of a pretty girl, after all her mother is pretty so why couldn't she be, the genetic nature of these humans had been perfected in a circumscribed way, during their time with the Extradimensional rulers, their rulers have made them immaculate and healthy with the withstanding testifying knowledge of genetics and scientific knowledge that borders in spacetime and cosmology or even quantum mechanics that is like magic to less advanced ones, the human standards of beauty have devolved to a materialistic dissatisfaction, their understanding of perfection and the spoil of technological, scientific discovery and innovation without their supreme moral pillar has induced them to set new standards of beauty bordering on the futuristic for their greed and civilization purposes
Image of beauty, prioritizing the appeal of cybernetics and products that keep them healthy and fit - the wealthy are filled with luxurious glamorous clothing and accessories like Top hats or with implants, business suit or even high-end fashion, but that is only reserved for the aristocratic or luxurious centers, the more technology they have, they more their perceived value increases. Most humans are too distracted with suppers and commodities with them keeping them healthy and content, and yes even makeup is an available crutch for the girls, but that's only in the capital or cities with bristling social status activities – sector 451 is still the minimalistic area in earth that Ava resides, think of ava's area as a half province and half city.
As Ava is driven by curiosity of her appearance, as an overview of her glass self she continues to make her steps step by step each with vigorous but with dampening silence as she ascends the stairs. As she reached the 2nd floor, she made her way to her room, grabbed the doorknob, and rotated where she opened and entered her room with gadgets and her computer alongside her 3D printer. All the gadgets are still lying but they don't obstruct her nor interfere with her decisions.
Ava then walked to a mirror on the side of her room, located at the back of her computer at the side of the wall lies a mirror, with GUI animating in the mirror while retaining its reflectivity.
The AI In the mirror detected her, and a GUI of a green facial recognition is present at the reflection. Next to the facial recognition software Ava accessed some controls by tapping some manual controls, she made sure to sharpen the reflection with AI software and advanced image clarifying tools in the controls.
Ava continues to stare at her face for a second. Her eyes are getting steadier; she tapped on the controls manually to hide any GUI and to focus on the reflection. Ava rotated her head left and right trying to see any flaw and so far in the subjective sense only a few marks are spotted.
Ava then did some reflective looking and she looked at the reflection for a duration of time. Ava wandered with curiosity "Am I pretty?" Ava continues to stare at the mirror. Ava stares at the mirror and sees a face with deep-green almond eyes with porcelain skin with soft black hair, this is what sums of her countenance. An Asian female with cybernetics.
Ava analyzed and concluded, "I am pretty indeed but not super pretty, I suppose. I do look like my mother in fact"
"But I don't know if I am bound to any romance sphere as of now. But I wonder if there was a time boys showed interest on her"
Ava tries to recall but only finds rare instances of boys glancing at her, but barely does it register an emotional romantic sign nor does he flirt with Ava like the one with Peter, her former kindergarten classmate.
Ava kept rotating and rotating trying some poses, her face is good enough but her body doesn't feel like it's optimal enough, sort of. She is not striking in some sense but she recognized the elegance of her appearance and femininity that would have Man swoon but the probability of that is obscure.
The glassy self of her appearance, she is still not satisfied she considers herself an average person or so that's what she thought.
"Ohhh ooo if I am really attractive… Like how this reflection shows, wouldn't it be possible that I get more attention in school? Like, this doesn't fit my narrative – people appear to be intimidated or distanced from me. I don't know how to talk to people well"
Ava appears to be lost in words, she couldn't believe her eyes and mind. She continued to pose herself, one after another then another.
Eventually she told herself with vexation, "Perish that thought, I wouldn't even think for a second if I am attractive or not. I am definitely not going to be someone's love interest, nor some Rapunzel in a secluded tower."
Ava then wonders while putting a hand on her chin with embarrassment and frustrated eyebrow, "I am definitely not GOING to be saved by prince charming… Either" Ava stomped her feet into the ground in frustration, unable to reconcile with her body image and her pride in shackles.
What does it mean to be a feminine person for someone, questioning forth her autonomy and purpose
What does it mean to exist for someone, she couldn't wrap her head about it. Nothing feels clear anymore, she is lost in her own world. What is there to make of her own existence in a world fueled with transhumanism, secondary pleasure and plebianness of the bourgeois while the elites have a bigger value of identity.
Cybernetics was the revolutionary point allowing more autonomy and a bigger sense of ability, just being one with a machine allows a sense of easiness that he can do many things and perform lots of calculation or maybe even do stuff, unseen by humans.
Senses there are in the point of being enhanced that you picked up things more, but all is improved except your individuality.
Your individuality is still not fulfilled nor sculptured.
Ava played around with her appearance, she knows her whole life she has a cybernetic brain and her talent in programming, robotics, engineering, or even hacking in general. But things of this sort are not evident on her, she just sees Cybernetics as a part of a civilian existence, desiring it is natural.
What will it profit a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul? Or what can a man give in exchange for his soul?
Now, she has pondered forth in the midst of her mind, as immature angst struck her like lightning, before it evanescently washed away as she relaxed her mind for a bit.
"Okay, Ava. You don't have to worry about being someone's partner or not being able to garner lots of attention without trying. You still are you"
Ava breathes in and out before entering into a state of catharsis she then straightens her back and yawns wherein she falls on her bed, tired from overthinking
"Gwahhh, I am tired. School is tomorrow and I abhor the day I get to experience school for the first day of the weekdays. I don't even want to think about it when I have this collar." Ava thinks
Ava lays on her bed as she frets the worst possible scenarios, for tomorrow school. She cannot imagine the looks and attitude of her classmate as she enters the classroom and the building halls. She wallows and wallows in her own mind fearing for the worst, as she seethes
She takes a deep breath, her two forearms raised up in the air. She must endure these two months of having a collar, even in the social context.
She shakes her head, trying to hold her existential angst in her head. She shook her head in immature unwellness, as she fretted. Ava waves her head.
"AAARRRGHHHHH"
"AHHhhhhhhh"
Ava lets out a fit and smashes her bed sheet in rage while laying down. She calmed herself down a bit as she collected herself for a while before letting out a sigh. She must be steadfast in her resolution. She must find a way to surmount the upcoming days during her punishment.
She thought to herself "I must find a way around this collar, perhaps I could try to reverse engineer it and do some tweaking. I also must mention that if my mother sees me without the collar, suspicions would arise - I couldn't afford to deal with that."
"GRrrrrr"
Red and Green lens blinking, all of her activities are being monitored and Ava knows this.
Ava stands up and goes out of her room from the second floor where she would descend to the first floor for a medical pill administration for once. She asks Mom for a drug to calm her mind.
The mother complied knowing this will enforce order in Ava's rebellion, ensuring that she is kept in observation of proper normalcy, hoping that this would quell any sort of impulsivity in her.
Cassandra looked at her and stipulated, "Alright, but you shall be asleep after this pharmaceutical administration, yes?" Cassandra while going to the smart dispenser which can select a pill from the menu and bring it out with conveyor belts and electronic circuitry
Cassandra taps on the terminal, and selects a Serotonin Stabilized Pill where the machine uses advanced technology and computer science with slides to deliver the 'package'.
The slide under the pill opened and the electrical mechanic that was holding the pill dropped, before a small conveyor belt dragged the pill to the outside of the machine as a package. The machine echoed "The delivery is complete, please take your drug with medical guidance." it's like a vending machine
"Here, this will soothe your mind" Cassandra hands out the pill from her hand and has Ava grab it from her hand, Cassandra face was indifferent she was ensuring Ava would stay out of trouble by keeping her sated.
Ava took the pill, and expressed her gratitude, "Thanks, Ma. I promise I won't cause any trouble." Ava heads upstairs. Cassandra informed Victor there won't be any trouble now through the phone. While Ava is in her room, she hears Max crying. Ava panicked, "Uhhh…" Ava stood up to check on her brother, she went to his room and asked, "What's wrong, max? Is there something scaring you?"
Max looked up and cried "I want mommy, it's so dark here." Max who had suddenly woke up from a nightmare.
Ava hugged her brother, lifting her up before patting his back trying to make him fall asleep and hand him to his cradle. She gets a lamp and places it near the child, the lamp operates with a surplus amount of battery, allowing lengthy electricity for the spotlight for the boy. Ava continues to pat his brother's head before leaving to finally go to sleep.
Ava makes her way to return to her room after having taken care of her brother, to have a quick shower and decontamination process before taking on her nice pajamas with nanotech temperature regulating technology, this pajama looks like a white and white-blue panda like texture bodysuit segregated to pants and shirt with fibers that comes with porous holes for the filtration of air to regulate the person's temperature.
Ava reflects, "What can I do without technology, maybe mother is right after all - I can just " Ava appears to be calm, she rested on her bed with a sense of serenity. Ava slept peacefully in her bed.
Ava continues to have dreams of being in a world where she is a ruler, she is dressed in a precious gown with a specular whitish color, her gown shows her to be sleeveless with only her white gloves adorned with jewelry. She was sitting in the throne with a smug written in her face as her elbow was on the arm rest of the throne chair lifting her chin up
She saw thousands of spaceships around the building with full authority and command, and every man swooning over her. She also imagines being in military conquest of other worlds and the attention she has from people, the praises and sorts, and being with a very rich and strong man in his arms.
However, as she enjoyed the glamour, tragedy struck. A shadowy figure elevated himself boldly and peered at her with threat, "You wouldn't be the princess for any longer. For you have traded your morality and conscience for this.
You will perish just like the others of your kind!" Ava dropped on the ground instinctually being struck with fear as this shadowy man grew in its size and eventually it jumped at her, thus ending the dream. Ava woke up from the dream, she screamed breathing, "Oh that was just a dream…. My gosh, that was terrifying" Ava checked the time based by the alarm clock who's display is like 8 bit
Ava continues to sleep. She slept in her bed peacefully. The nanotech pajama pair cloth is maintaining her body temperature and respiration trying to do as it can to keep her in a sleepy state.
Her sleepy murmurs were like 'mmmm' signifying the success the suit is doing. Ava's nightmares were now quenched.
The symbolism of her aforementioned dream that awoke her, her need for consecration of the one's own highest being. She cannot help but enjoy the view of her glamour which she has yet to taste.
The taste of riches, the grandeur of life.
Ava continues to groan
Her dreams, being one with someone.
Her taste of life.
Butterflies and cutest animals, or even the magical world. She finds herself in a magical world filled with intricate surreal geometry; they were spirals of everything that's going on in this magical dreamscape. She saw sheep with 4 eyes, and as she neared her it asked, 'What brings you to this world? Dear" with a strange androgynous pulsating voice.
Ava doesn't know how to answer, she gets a very weird vibe from it, its eyes are staring at her strangely and with surrealism before using its front legs to walk away from our heroine. Ava walked with the animal, it was getting surreal. Everything seems to be out of touch with physical laws that only exist in the metaphysics of math or trippy surrealism.
The animals are strange, even creatures she has never seen before, especially the amorphous. They seem to walk around defying gravity. One example is walking on walls, the other one was walking under the floor upside down. It was trippy and weird
Ava felt weird, but very comforted by these creatures - Ava saw humanoid reptoids walking around the dreamscape or even a guy with wings. Ava watched them with a mix of fascination and weirdness
As Ava proceeds to explore the world she sees many things, even a forest where it marks the end of her comfortable but surreal dream.
Ava then peacefully woke up. The alarm clock has started to ring and a voice echoed from its speakers with a robotic feminine tone "7:00 AM has been reached, your first day of the week school is about to commence."
Ava then taps on the digital alarm, trying to apprise the device that she is awake