[ Parts wear out: it's a fact of their life Simon knows very well after his time in Jericho. Other androids would come damaged from the trip to get there and while his original programming was to be a household assistant, he was endlessly capable of of learning. To save the souls who came for refuge, he did. Even after the revolution, those skills came in handy again when #2's synthesizer went out almost out of the blue.
It was old tech, he knew that looking at the part despite his young age. There was no ordering a new part; #1 and #2 were one of a kind and beyond that this hardware simply didn't exist anymore. Still, it was a blueprint, and with CyberLife's components commercially available he could put together all he needed to duplicate itβwith only some slight challenges.
Tools were one thing, those needed to be collected, and he could download a sample of #2's voice from his memoryβtune the pitch of the parts to match. The bigger hurdle was fixing the attachments of what was still working and attached to what Simon was putting together. It takes time, and he feels guilty taking the days he hasβbut he wants it to be as perfect could be.
After working over night and into the late morning, Simon decides a break might be the best course of action. He doesnβt fatigue, he doesnβt need food, but the closest thing he can think to identify how he feels is anxious. Heβs gotten so far, everything is working as it should; he doesnβt want to ruin the progress with the excitement to see it done. So he goes to find a way to unwind, a change of sceneryβhe goes to find #2.
Once he does Simon wrings his hands, his head tipped down slightly as he smiles. ] Itβs nearly finished, [ He starts. ] Once everythingβs connected after a little more tuning weβll be ready to install and test it. [ Balled up in each other, his hands press against his abdomen. ] Thank you for being so patient. This kind of upgrading is new to me, and I want to make sure it lasts as long as your original vocalizer did.
β // some kind of secret I will share with you ;
It was old tech, he knew that looking at the part despite his young age. There was no ordering a new part; #1 and #2 were one of a kind and beyond that this hardware simply didn't exist anymore. Still, it was a blueprint, and with CyberLife's components commercially available he could put together all he needed to duplicate itβwith only some slight challenges.
Tools were one thing, those needed to be collected, and he could download a sample of #2's voice from his memoryβtune the pitch of the parts to match. The bigger hurdle was fixing the attachments of what was still working and attached to what Simon was putting together. It takes time, and he feels guilty taking the days he hasβbut he wants it to be as perfect could be.
After working over night and into the late morning, Simon decides a break might be the best course of action. He doesnβt fatigue, he doesnβt need food, but the closest thing he can think to identify how he feels is anxious. Heβs gotten so far, everything is working as it should; he doesnβt want to ruin the progress with the excitement to see it done. So he goes to find a way to unwind, a change of sceneryβhe goes to find #2.
Once he does Simon wrings his hands, his head tipped down slightly as he smiles. ] Itβs nearly finished, [ He starts. ] Once everythingβs connected after a little more tuning weβll be ready to install and test it. [ Balled up in each other, his hands press against his abdomen. ] Thank you for being so patient. This kind of upgrading is new to me, and I want to make sure it lasts as long as your original vocalizer did.
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/coincidentally makes a Strokes reference