Prototype Android

You are among the first of your kind. Outwardly, you appear to be a perfectly normal human male, all the way down to possessing anatomically correct features below the waist. In actuality, you were far more complex than a normal human.

Given the designation John 212, you are the latest result in humanity's quest to develop androids, advanced robots that are virtually indistinguishable from humans. And indeed, outwardly no one would even be remotely aware that you were not human. Your flesh was synthetic, but felt like real skin, even down to its warmth. Your expressions were human. Even your thoughts were human, a result of your AI brain being artificially tutored, taught, and grown from youth to its current state. It was down to the point where you could even believe you were human, were it not for the robotic directives you had been implanted with.

Of course, on the inside it was a different. You were metal internal workings, wires, and circuits. All **** in this age of hacking. You could easily be disabled, shutdown, rewired, even reprogrammed against your directives to kill or harm. Which is exactly the unfortunate kind of situation you were slowly beginning to awaken from sleep mode to find yourself in.

As your visual sensors came back online, you were able to recall the details leading up to this point. You had been deployed for a demonstration at a local convention, one where corporations were able to show off the cutting edge of their technology. Your corporation sought to get the drop on competitors with their all-masculine line of near human androids, which included you. In between your appearances on stage, you recalled footsteps in the backroom, then a sharp jab to your neck, followed by a dull shock. After that your systems went dark.

Fully rebooted, you were treated to a view of your new surroundings. Your limbs were still disabled, but it was fairly easy to see you had been the victim of theft. It seemed you were now the possession of...

-A rival corporation seeking to get ahead in the android market

-A criminal gang looking to either use or sell you

-A local brothel which caters to every taste imaginable