The creature raised it’s hand, or what was assumed to be so, up to the sunlight glittering in through a crack in the old wood of the barn. The silver metallic covering shined and twinkled as if someone had captured the stars in the night sky and somehow placed them in the paint of the craftsman.
The creature seemed puzzled because of what it saw. The gears in it’s head turned and locked together- it couldn’t figure out what was happening, what was sight, what was reactions and why it had made the move. It didn’t know it’s purpose and it couldn’t give a reason for it’s actions without a purpose making it waste and junk.
It could not remember or read any of it’s memory files on what had happened before that moment when it’s ‘eyes’ opened and it took pictures of it’s surroundings. Instead it decided to live in the present and ‘learn’ from it’s encounters.
What would happen would be decided by it, the expert systems and artificial intelligence would see it through the hard times and the cold, logical brain of the computer parts being used to make the creature run and ‘live’ would make decisions.
It could be more than just a mechanical mind used to make some human’s life easier. It could make it’s own purpose. It could experience things like the glittering sunlight and warmth for the first time with wide eyes.
It could live.
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So this is a continuation of that first part of the fic I posted yesterday.
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I’ll upload the other things I have written over the next couple of days.
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I am the Hatter, a loveable character famed through a simple children’s story then changed and adapted to be a villain, a lover, an innocent, a victim, guilty, rebellious honest and a liar. People notice me occasionally but usually I fade into the background and people ignore me in favour of taking notice of the more interesting and more confident characters.
You don’t see me unless I want you to. That’s the first rule. Cheshire uses something similar except I’m still here, always waiting just hiding in the shadows. The tea parties are a way to distract me and people, n-one suspects the mad old hatter of things.
I am adored and yet hated. My entire life has been spent waiting for time to start again for her to come back to her Wonderland so I can resume my life and do something other than wait and drink tea.
This time I won’t be ignored. This time she’ll be the one who has to wait and watch as her entire world crumbles to ruins by the hands of a loveable character who was famed through a child’s story.
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