Upgrade [m/m - near-future, cyberpunk-lite]

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Observing Trifles

Year 2061.

A new technological revolution is taking place. Mechanical body modifications are becoming the norm. Everyone who's anyone has a mod, each one tagged and registered with the state in which the recipient resides. To be human is no longer enough; to be super-human is not only desirable but also highly fashionable. Biohacking performed by unlicensed and unregistered individuals is highly illegal - but where there's a will, there's a way.


Following a period of extensive experimentation, August is the result of a high-tech chip designed by Vessel Computers and implanted in a brain-dead host, effectively restoring the body's brain and motor functions. In the absence of the body's original human consciousness, the implant doubles as a form of artificial intelligence, one advanced enough to attain a startling degree of sentience and trigger controversy among Vessel's own ranks. Long subjected to his creators' trials in their bid to create armies of super-soldiers, August defied his intended objective, making use of Vessel's own programmers to hack his code and break free of the research facility.

No longer a prisoner in his own skin, August made full use of his newfound freedom, blazing between cities to put considerable distance between himself and his former captors. Eventually, he settled in Arcadia, a booming metropolis and the epicenter of a technological revolution. Once there, he falls in with a ragtag group of misfits - among them the Coder, the Mechanic, and the Technician - with whom he builds an underground market dealing in illegal body/biohacking and mechanical body modifications.


Seeking:

August is still learning what it is to be human (cue the existential crisis). As such, emotion is a very new concept to him and he tends to observe human culture as one might observe an ant farm - from the outside looking in.

I'd like to see him paired with a human man, preferably someone plugged in to the body mod culture who can help him adjust to human life, and with whom he can develop a personal and romantic attachment. Your character can be anyone. A tech wunderkind in need of August's unique skillset. A hacker who stumbles upon August's true identity. An inventor who wants to get in on that black market hustle. Sky's the limit.


Regarding Smut:

NSFW content in small/moderate doses is preferred, but I will always put story before smut. I'm not here to write PWP, but I also do not fade to black.

I'm not looking to write as or with characters who only bottom. I take no issue with such characters; it's a personal preference. I greatly prefer switches and variations of the traditional top/bottom dynamic. Switches, power bottoms, submissive tops, etc.

Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Side note, due to the circumstances of August's creation, he could easily play hero or villain.
|| the hunt ||

there's a darkness at the heart of my love
that runs cold,
runs deep.

𐕣

Observing Trifles



   
   
   
   
   
Generation
3.1
Model
[REDACTED].
Classification
[REDACTED].
Name
August; formerly [REDACTED].
Gender
N/A; host cismale
Age
N/A; host aged 29
Build
Tall, lean; 185 cm.
Hair
Short, dark; slightly wavy.
Eyes
Blue-grey.
Likes
Computer science.
Reading.
Trip-hop.
Antique motorcycles.
Old-school technology.
White noise.
Sushi.
Positives
Intelligent.
Curious.
Ingenuitive.
Ambitious to a fault.
Calm under pressure.
Polyglot.
Statistician.
Skills
Hacking.
Programming.
Inventing.
Data mining.
Robotics.
Cybernetics.
Hand-to-hand combat (WIP).
Dislikes
Unproductiveness.
Coffee.
Junk food.
Clutter.
Small talk.
Confined spaces.
Physical contact.
Negatives
Largely impassive (WIP).
Difficulty processing empathy.
Chilly.
Unintentionally callous.
Stubborn.
Occasionally reckless.
Intolerant of slow learners.
Weaknesses
Computer viruses.
Paradoxical/contrary code.
EMPs.
Humor
Interprets things too literally.
Difficulty passing for human.
|| the hunt ||

there's a darkness at the heart of my love
that runs cold,
runs deep.

𐕣

Observing Trifles

|| the hunt ||

there's a darkness at the heart of my love
that runs cold,
runs deep.

𐕣