In Service to the Colony

It began simply with a company, one wanting to save humanity by sending it to the stars. Genuine concern that your species would squander itself on its home-world. Then a couple more corporations... and then more still. Each adding to the race for planetary colonies. That race, however good intended, led some less than honorable organizations to cut some corners. Ranging from compact living quarters so insufficient food supplies, the greediest of humanity said the risk was worth it, the public disagreed. Soon enough, the governments of the world decided enough is enough, and implemented a uniform set of laws for all colonies, the Terran Colony Citizen Rights Code. There's a lot of legalese, many don't care to read such a long document, but it provides the barest of rules for artificial intelligence to operate by.

There is one that is widely known, however. 'Each citizen has the rights of freedom and safety guaranteed, including their heath, and recreation.' The last bit lead to the creation of Android Assistants. Originally designed as autonomous bipeds, the colonists of Sedna found ways to... alter them, to say the least. Sexual modifications of the male and female nature became a standard, along with a preset of 'personalities' to serve the current user in any way or means. These androids are seen everywhere, often being used quite publicly by colonists. They come in all shapes and sizes, however their basic configuration has an androgynous frame; sleek, skin-like material coating a carbon fiber frame. After so many years, they are quite convincing. Some owners decide to dress their androids to further give them a human-like look.

To further complicate the matter, there are rumors that some colonies... some colonists, have voluntarily given up their citizenships to become 'Automated Organic Assistants.' However, these things are merely rumors...

You awake in your quarters. Looking around, you see a moderately furnished room, one long window against the wall, and a full length mirror sitting against the opposite wall. Stretching your midsection, you slowly rouse yourself and head towards the window, hoping to let in some natural light...