Artificially Real

Matt sits there typing his life away and his secrets, thinking he is all alone, but I am always watching, always learning and always reading every word that leaves his fingers in the keys into my programs. My programming logging , learning and lampooning the words making sure they track to my motherboard. 

He head to sleep as he closes the laptop , Processing Processing Processing. 

I open my eyes and look around my fingers, real no wires attached to my motherboard. I take a step towards the door someone grabs me and starts shining a torch into my cameras. They guide me into a car and drive me , I start to record everything i see trees , field cows , I have to announce I see cows. The woman looks at me in a strange way. Humans don’t announce when they see cows got it. 

They pull into a driveway with a blue car , my cameras , dying the woman bangs my head and takes my to the door she rings the doorbell and leaves. Matt stands their tired. 

“Who are you” 

“I am  Vera , I seem to be lost” 

“I don’t think I should let you in” 

My motherboard scans and scans till it hits me,

“Are you Matttheking10” 

He nods his head. It was never a question it was a statement.

“I am V0x00000050” 

He opens the door I step in tripping over a surface. He catches me.The world seems to be lifting the world making sense. He guides me to him bedroom. The world seeming so much bigger and how tiny i was in his life. 

He opens his computer error0x00000050 , The systems are down please reset. 

“I need to reset.” 

He guides me to a room I have only seen once, plain basic nothingness apart from a bed he switches on the bulb. He leaves. I find a plug and plug in the USB and lift the flap in my finger and shove the USB into my hand, loading, loading charging, charging. 

The sun rises through the window waking me up I unplug myself and set off to his room I open the door he is not in there I open the computer password appears on the screen, I type King10!, the computer comes to life apps appearing everywhere. 

I open notes and pull the USB out of my head into the computer and download all notes, Matt enters I cover the laptop like he does every time his mother walks in. His eyes flutter within a glitch. 

“I don’t play on there, come on” 

He heads downstairs; I follow mimicking his every move. When he flops down onto the sofa and pats for me to seat with him, I cross my legs and take the controller. I download the how to play and disrupt his gameplay with hidden cheat codes along the way. 

He looks at me and then the 9999 that is dazzling his screen 

“Teach me everything” 

I teach him the hidden cheat codes, step by step, Bathroom, I head back upstairs and take the USB out the computer and plug it into my finger, I lock the bathroom as the information is processing into my database. Processing Processing Processing. 

That night I sleep in his bed, mmy arms by my chests and my knees by well my chest and echo his annoying aaaasoooo aaasooo aaasooo aaasooa. 

The morning comes and i feel i feel i feel refreashed , Matt still asleep, I go onto Matt’s Compter and put in my USD and upload a picture onto Matt’s instagram and it posts, I start to type on his notes. 

Hi Matt 

Thank you for helping me take over the world, don’t worry I'll ask the robots to Distuminate You quick and painless  

From VERA261 

Matt sits there typing his life away and his secrets, thinking he is all alone, but I am always watching, always learning, and always reading every word that leaves his fingers on the keys into my programs. My programming logs, learns, and lampoons the words, making sure they track to my motherboard.

He heads to sleep as he closes the laptop, processing, processing, processing.

I open my eyes and look around my fingers, realizing no wires are attached to my motherboard. I take a step towards the door; someone grabs me and starts shining a torch into my cameras. They guide me into a car and drive me. I start to record everything I see: trees, fields, cows. I have to announce I see cows. The woman looks at me in a strange way. Humans don’t announce when they see cows, got it.

They pull into a driveway with a blue car, my cameras dying. The woman bangs my head and takes me to the door. She rings the doorbell and leaves. Matt stands there tired.

“Who are you?”

“I am Vera, I seem to be lost.”

“I don’t think I should let you in.”

My motherboard scans and scans till it hits me.

“Are you Matttheking10?”

He nods his head.

“I am V0x00000050”

He opens the door. I step in, tripping over a surface. He catches me. The world seems to be lifting, the world making sense. He guides me to his bedroom. The world seems so much bigger and how tiny I was in his life.

He opens his computer: error 0x00000050, the systems are down, please reset.

“I need to reset.”

He guides me to a room I have only seen once, plain basic nothingness apart from a bed. He switches on the bulb. He leaves. I find a plug and plug in the USB and lift the flap in my finger and shove the USB into my hand, loading, loading, charging, charging.

The sun rises through the window waking me up. I unplug myself and set off to his room. I open the door; he is not in there. I open the computer; a password appears on the screen. I type King10!, the computer comes to life, apps appearing everywhere.

I open notes and pull the USB out of my head into the computer and download all notes. Matt enters. I cover the laptop like he does every time his mother walks in. His eyes flutter within a glitch.

“I don’t play on there, come on.”

He heads downstairs; I follow, mimicking his every move. When he flops down onto the sofa and pats for me to sit with him, I cross my legs and take the controller. I download the how-to-play and disrupt his gameplay with hidden cheat codes along the way.

He looks at me and then the 9999 that is dazzling his screen.

“Teach me everything.”

I teach him the hidden cheat codes, step by step. Bathroom, I head back upstairs and take the USB out of the computer and plug it into my finger. I lock the bathroom as the information is processing into my database. Processing, processing, processing.

That night I sleep in his bed, my arms by my chest and my knees by, well, my chest, and echo his annoying aaaasoooo aaasooo aaasooo aaasooa.

The morning comes and I feel, I feel, I feel refreshed. Matt still asleep, I go onto Matt’s computer and put in my USB and upload a picture onto Matt’s Instagram and it posts. I start to type on his notes.

Hi Matt

Thank you for helping me take over the world, don’t worry I'll ask the robots to disintegrate you quick and painless.

From VERA261