video; un: markus

[compartmentalise]

[Markus has been busy. Since the festival, he's been working through some things. The humans here are so nice to him, so accepting. A few he's spoken with even encouraged him to try things for himself just like Carl did. It turns out that art is a good way of working through his feelings.

Most of what he's been doing are just recreations of scenes from the festival: the food carts and the various people working them, the float from the children's parade, people wearing body paint-- and here he included himself, wearing the android-appointed uniform instead of the scrubs he actually wore while attending. He did, however, include the face paint one of his new human friends did for him.

But that's not really the focus. He centers the camera on a portrait of an elderly man]

I was missing Carl, and so I painted this.

Comments

[bespredel]

Dude, it doesn't bother me that there are android pets. It's just not my preference, you know? Doesn't mean I can't see the merit or value in having one option over the other.

Like I said I don't even really see why there can't still be robotic athletes and human athletes- sure I don't think one should be expected to compete against the other, just because I don't think humans could. But it would still be fucking cool to see the extent of their capabilities too. [ He shrugs. ]

[compartmentalise]

I think people used to think that way. But then there were more androids doing those things than people, and they were angry.

[bespredel]

A lot of people are afraid of change, or of feeling... obsolete, I guess.

It's something that scares me a lot- the thought of what will I do when I can't compete anymore? What if I've already reached my peak and I can't get any better? Just... what will I do when someone really is finally so much better than me that I can't keep up? It happens in most careers I guess, but it's... It's certainly scary.

I don't think that's their fault though. Or your fault. It's just... progress. Time. Change. [ He frowns. ]