I think like every script I write is either an android, a witch, or a mutant. Stay tuned for a script about a Mutant android witch cuddling your face off.

this script takes place in sort of a cyberpunk/space opera setting. Like Blade Runner or the Alien movies. A remorseful android hunter rebuilds a rebel android, in order to have a friend. This is good to modify and monetize. And as always I love me some feedback. Also thanks u/ MiddleCamp4554 for the request!

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Rummaging sounds

Alright what have we got here. I’ve never been to these ruins before.

Outdated starjack processing chips…..

Some old alternators for spice Caravels….

Hmmmm some storage drives, maybe there's some good data on these. I’ll grab them just to be safe.

Nothing much else. This old station has been picked over pretty good I guess. Not a whole lot left worth taking back to the skyport. Wait a minute, what's beneath all this sand?

More rummaging Scientist finds an old android. they're very excited

Well well well what's this?

An old android? Now that's something

Several weeks pass, they develop a habit of talking to the deactivated android

Happy humming

Door to workshop opens

How are we doing today? You know this is your hundredth day here in my shop? I hope you didn't go out on the town to celebrate without me!

Laughs followed by a sigh

Sweet Isaac Asimov I’m lonely

These badlands are getting to me

Good news though! I got all I need to finally start you up!

I cannot wait, like you have no idea!

I bet you don't even know how big of a deal you are to me.

Well of course you don't, you haven't even been turned on yet. Here I am talking to a deactivated android when I could be booting you up for real.

Alright, first of all I need to hook up your power supply. It took me a while to find a fusion reactor that I could hook up to your systems safely. Fusion tech is considered a bit outdated in robotics these days.

Mechanical sounds followed by an electrical hummm

now we’re cooking with gas

Now we run diagnostics

Beeping

Everything seems to be in working order. We can begin step two then.

I finally got the part I needed to get your higher functions up and running.

Rummaging through bag

Behold! The Roussou drive! The key to starting up your higher intelligence.

They Reallllllly don't make these anymore. They were unique to your model line. A beating heart made out of gears and hydraulics. Carved out of metal from the core of a rogue planet, by the light of a dying star. Bathed in the pale blood of a fallen angel. A curiosity perhaps. To anyone that doesnt have your model of android in their workshop at least.

I got this from Johnny-366, that creepy old Cnidarian junk broker back at the bazaar. I spent three months becoming a regular at his shop. He loved a good game of Jungle Chess. I lost to him on purpose every day, just so I could get him into a position where he felt confident enough to make a wager.

I bet him two hundred water credits and kiss on the cheek against this one little trinket. He thought he had it made.

I beat him in nine moves! Man I was so happy to finally wipe his smug face clean. And I was so happy to finally have this! I gave him a kiss on the cheek anyway. I was walking on air, I didn't even feel the slime he excretes from his ears.

And now it's time for the moment of truth

Connection sound.

Pleaseworkpleaseworkpleasework pleasepleaseplease

Activation sound

Yes! Yes! It worked! It worked!

Listener sits up, they're confused and scared.

Softly Hey there sweet thing. It's alright you're safe here.

Shhhhhh don't worry. I found you out in the badlands in an old outpost. It took me a few weeks to get you the parts you need to start up. Also you’re still only maybe eighty percent finished. You still need a hydrogen governor and a silicon conversion unit. Anddddd a left arm.

Listener scans for memories

Hey hey hey stop searching for memories, you don't have any.

I know I know it's freaky waking up with no memories, but I couldn't recover your memory chip, it was gone when I found you. I'm guessing the smugglers that used that outpost sold it off to an information broker. I made you a blank one, so at least you can keep all your memories after this point. You might still have some memories in your basic operating systems, you’ll probably occasionally get a flash of deja vu.

I can't help you with that. I’m sorry, your identity as it was is probably forever lost to you. It will probably be maddening, but I don't want to mess with your RAM.

How long have you been deactivated?

Nervous laughter

Ummmmm maybe two hundred years ago give or take.

Listener begins to cry

Oh honey don't cry don't cry. Wait, how can you cry? You shouldn't be able to do that.

No no okay we won't worry about that right now. Come here, you can cry on me.

They hold the listener and let them cry into their chest. They make reassuring shushing sounds. the y continue until the listener stops being held

If it helps I can tell you what I know about you. It's not much but I can try and fill you in.

You were a security model, although you were more for a support role, you don't have as many weapons as typical security androids do. You were created by the house of tomorrow in order to aid in a community policing initiative.

Listener asks who the house of tomorrow is

Oh um the house of tomorrow is a collective of precognitive cyborg priestesses. They were organized by the temple of syrinx in order to predict the future, but they wound up using their powers to take over. Nobody would dare make a move against a faction that knew what they were going to do and could move to prevent it. They didn't trust carbon based sentients so they relied heavily on android security, especially in the early days.

They created you to be empathetic. Your purpose was to police the outer stars in order to build up trust in the community. The trouble was you and your siblings had too much empathy.

When they were ordered to quell the war in the spring, a lot of them decided to switch sides. So the house of tomorrow shut you all down. I’m guessing you were deactivated before that though. You cant be one of the renegades because they all got destroyed in the war and you cant be a loyalist, because all the ones that remained in the hands of the house of tomorrow got disassembled. My guess is when you were doing your job you ran afoul of some spice smugglers. I found you in an old smuggler warehouse. They must have taken you out and decided to flee in case you had called for backup.

The house of tomorrow replaced your siblings with drones that were barely more intelligent than dogs, shoot first and ask questions later and all that. The new androids are mostly unfeeling brutes.

No no shhhh nobody is going to come after you. I removed anything they could use to track you.

And besides they don't really have any reason to, I bet your tracking chip isn't even listened for anymore. And if anybody did come for you. I’d fight them, I’d keep you safe. I promise. Here I have something to show you.

They slowly break the embrace

See this? This is the control chip, they used it to send a shutdown signal in case you went rogue. If this was plugged into you and they sent it you would be indefinitely deactivated.

They snap it

I welded up the slot where it went too. Nobody will ever be able to force you to do anything against your will ever again. I promise, you're free. This is a new life for you.

Listener asks what their directive is

What's your new mission?

Laughs

You don't have one!

Listener freaks out from existential dread

Hey hey no, listen.

I believe that's a good thing!

See you’re free to do what you want. I think if your own creator tried to shut you away then you don't owe anything to anyone. You only need a source of hydrogen. And once we get your silicon converter unit, you’ll be able to self repair 72% of your essential systems with nothing but sand. The rest of what you need you can find for next to nothing at any scrapyard. You're a free silicon soul.

Listener asks why they fixed them

Why did I fix you up?

Because I wanted to! Your only sin was being good at what you were programmed to do.

It boggles my mind that we made a machine that was more capable of love than other humans. A machine that only wanted to help and we wouldn't let it.

You didn't deserve to rust in that outpost, you deserve another chance at life and if I do anything to be worthy of this life of mine then it should be to give you that chance.

Listener asks the speaker who they are.

I’m a scrap trader, but I used to work on androids.

No, I didn't exactly build them.

My -uh. My job was to hunt down deviant androids and deactivate them.

Listener freaks out and begins to scramble away from speaker

No no don't run! Please! I promise I won't deactivate you! I made it impossible for you to be deactivated without your consent!

I couldn't live with what I’d done so I fled out here. What I did to those deviants was basically murder, and I cant forgive myself for it. That's why I fixed you. I wanted to bring light into the world for once. Please accept my penance.

I’d like for you to stay so I can fix the rest of you, but I wouldn't blame you if you left.

But Please don't go, I promise I’ll protect you. I’ll help you find your place in this world.

I’m so lonely. I’d really like someone to talk to. To make these badlands a little less empty. Won't you stay with me a while.

Thank you. Thank you for trusting me. Let me hold you for a while.

They embrace again

You're beautiful

I promise I’ll keep you safe.

I promise I’ll make your second chance count.

These will be the best days of your life.

Better than anything you forgot.

It’s going to be ok.

Fade out to shhhh sounds

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