#You Are Not A Robot || Francesca || Interactions

[muchmorethanmachines]

@c0nr800 from here

-His only response to that could be a simple shrug of his shoulders, thinking the phrase over again.-

“I don’t have wings. I’m also uncertain if I’d ever want some, either…”

“No wings, clearly too big for the top of a Christmas tree. Makes you a bit of a shitty angel then, doesn’t it?”

[jimmymcgools]

any director's cut commentary on the most recent chapter?

💕 absolutely delighted to, anon! (and who are you that you remember these!)

i don’t know if there’s any specific part you’re interested in, but i'll scroll through the chapter and comment on anything that pops out to me. if there IS something specific, please ask!

“Act versus status,” she says now, returning to an earlier river, further inland up the delta. “Status is not a criminal act.” The delta splits into two here, and she follows one of the streams. “For example…” she whispers. “For example… being an addict is a status, not an act.”

this was so fun! this is a scene from my pre-canon fic “a controlled burn”, but from kim’s perspective.

kim was specific enough on her end of the phone call that i knew i’d picked some piece of real crim law for her to be referencing, so two years later for this scene i had to find it again. and then it turned out to be much more relevant than i realised at the time!

also i do want this to work even if it’s the first fic of mine you read! thankfully (evilly) the show decided to make born yesterday the most traumatic old hollywood film choice of all time, so. there you go.

Sluggish with foreign material and long days and copy machines and coffee breaks and new things.

a little reference to this one shot of mine, “green”! she likes new things.

something v. Texas, or Pressburger v. something

it’s powell v texas, but kim’s brain gives her pressburger here because she’s a fan of powell and pressburger movies.

“I saw the news,” Kim blurts out, her chest rising and falling between the words. She tries for warm and sympathetic instead: “And I thought of you, how are you?”

i love everyone’s kindly-innocent-phone-voices on this show, and it’s fun trying to capture them in text.

also ever since i first saw the episode i’ve been obsessed with the idea of kim calling francesca and making it as far as she can through a conversation, as if she isn’t desperate to ask about jimmy from the moment the call connects.

“Robles and Goto Partners,” the receptionist says musically. “How can I help you today?”

big ups to gina robles from the 410 cold open who is suddenly given a role in my fanfiction, hi gina.

also of course our beloved viola, who witnessed much too much, and who i’m so delighted by. slinging shade about vegan patties. “i, um. good.” an icon. she’s seen saul goodman in his pajamas. who else could it be.

Lynn has family up in Santa Fe, so when she found us a place here… it just seemed meant to be.

even bigger ups to Lynn of deleted scene fame who absolutely made the most of a free trip to the stein eriksen lodge in 2004.

This is a prepaid call from—and then Jimmy’s own voice clicks in, a hollow recording: “Uh, Jimmy McGill?” before it shifts back to the robot—… an inmate at Montrose Federal Correctional Complex.

SHOUTOUT TO SERIAL, WHO HERE LISTENED TO THAT TEN YEARS AGO

“Y’know, it’s a funny thing,” Jimmy says, crackling and hissing at the edges, so far away. “I can’t stop thinking about what the weather’s like out there.”

oh honey

kim he’s thinking now

kim get your man out he’s dreaming again he’s wistful

“No, I meant—” Jimmy starts, and the tone is suddenly so familiar she can see him clearly, can see him shaking his head and staring at her pleadingly. “What about you as the better lawyer?”

jimmy saving up his precious minutes of shitty payphone connection to sow some seeds 🥺

this next scene with patty is a really interesting one in terms of like... one of the difficulties i’ve found writing kim pov is handling the dialogue in the scenes where kim is largely silent. it’s such an important part of the character but it really strains my limited range of action description.

and i didn’t even realise specifically how little she did speak here, but she says less than ten words over this entire interaction.

it’s tough because i still want it to feel like two people engaging with each other, like patty’s bouncing off kim and not just giving a ted talk.

She’d forgotten the bar exam, in the months afterwards. By the time she received her score, she had barely remembered what questions she’d answered, what subjects she’d written on.

it’s weird and wonderful how like... way back when i was working on the bar exam chapters for "slip and fall season”, i read a bunch of things people had written about their experiences. and i remember people saying afterwards they totally forgot everything they wrote. i dont know if this ever ended up in safs, but it’s so cool how like... that was just sitting in my head, waiting to be useful.

like churning water heading for the shore.

all the best chapter endings are accidentally in iambic pentameter.

[ezatluba]

Songbirds act as one when they sing together, new study suggests

By Francesca Giuliani-Hoffman

June 14, 2021

The brains of duetting songbirds may be linked together during performances, according to a new study.

Singers performing a duet, jazz players riffing together effortlessly, paired-up dancers never skipping a step: great performers are so coordinated, they become one.

What are the mechanisms that regulate coordination and cooperation? Neurobiologists are learning more from some of nature's foremost musical performers: songbirds. The brains of duetting songbirds are linked together during performances, a new study published in Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences has found.

The exchange of auditory feedback between the birds "momentarily inhibits motor circuits used for singing in the listening partner, which helps link the pair's brains and coordinate turn-taking for a seemingly telepathic performance," according to a news release.

It's not telepathy -- but almost, according to study coauthor Eric Fortune, a neurobiologist and associate professor at New Jersey Institute of Technology's department of biological sciences.

"The birds hearing each other links their brains to act as one," he told CNN.

"The male's brain has expectations of what the female brain is going to do. The female brain has expectations of what the male brain is going to do. And when they start operating together, they're tied," Fortune added.

A songbird's brain and a trampolineThe study focuses on what happens in the brains of male and female plain-tailed wrens -- a species native to the Andes region, living in bamboo thickets -- while they sing duets.

Plain-tailed wrens are songbirds that live in bamboo thickets in the Andes region. The duets of Pheugopedius euophrys are frantically paced call-and-response songs, and they take turns singing so rapidly, it sounds as if a single bird is singing, according to the study.Working from the Yanayacu Biological Station's lab in Ecuador, right by the active Antisana volcano, scientists specifically investigated an area of the songbirds' brain known to control singing.Researchers recorded the birds' brain activity during duets using electrodes much thinner than a hair, Fortune explained. The team observed that when a bird sings, the neurons spike in activity, but when a bird hears a partner sing, the neurons quiet down.

The fact that neurons quiet down is especially significant, Fortune explained. "Oftentimes, what happens is after you have inhibition, you have a rebound, and that rebound can change the timing of your own behavior," he said.Fortune compared that effect to that of jumping on a trampoline: "You bounce down, that's kind of slow, but then you shoot off." The scientists hypothesize the release from inhibition could help a bird respond faster when it is its turn to sing. According to Fortune, there are similarities between how the birds take turns singing and how humans do that while they converse. "If you watch your own interactions with people, you'll see that the other person starts talking a nanosecond after you stop uttering your last word -- it's really amazing," he said.What humans and robots can learn from songbirds"Every achievement of humankind is based on cooperation, that is the feature of humans that has allowed us to do the amazing things we do," Fortune said. Learning more about how songbirds stay in sync during their singing performances can help illuminate the mechanics of coordination in humans, a complex phenomenon that involves many different types of information being exchanged among parties.

"A lot of us understand how hard it is to dance, and in part it's because you are exchanging complex sets of information at different times -- touch, vision, acoustic, you have to signal your intent, there has to be some set of variations, and it turns out to be a real mess."Songbirds, on the other hand, take turns in their duets in a more structured fashion, making it easier to analyze how cooperation works, according to Fortune.Furthering our understanding of cooperation in songbirds could also help us build better robots, Fortune explained."Robots are actually more precise and better controlled than a human can control themselves, and yet robots can't cooperate with us," he said.

The brains of duetting songbirds link up to create "a single control system" spanning two individuals, according to Fortune. This could inspire the development of robots that can better form partnerships with humans."It's this linkage of the control systems across individuals that is critical insight for roboticists," Fortune said.

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Weak and craven creatures are we || @storiesnotyettold 

She’s not sure if Connor will be in sleep mode or not - she’s not entirely sure how to wake him up if he is - but all she knows is that she needs him - not Luca, not Hilda... It has to be Connor. So making as much noise as possible as she runs up the stairs to the attic - where he spends his downtime (which, honestly, is beyond weird and creepy) - she calls his name out, as soon as she’s through the door. “Connor? Connor, you in here?” 

[muchmorethanmachines]

@thiriumdxd wants the d (and by ‘d’ I mean disturbing content)

Since the news broke on Friday - Francesca was waiting for something to happen. And by something - she meant a termination of her employment. And the time between finding out and being due back gave her imagination plenty of time to conjure up scenarios. She’d get a phone call Saturday night. Or she’d wake up to an email Sunday morning. A text as she walked out the door on Monday. Her card wouldn’t work when she got to the office. Security would escort her out of the building. She’d be called into HR after lunch for a chat. Or arrive and find a slip on her desk.

With Elijah Kamski back at the helm - her days were numbered. Last in, first out. He’d solve the companies deviancy problem one handed and she would be superfluous. And after all, the board had made such poor choices in his absence and Mr. Kamski was working hard to rectify them.

Attempting to circumvent a scene, she showed up nearly a full hour early (with coffee). But her stuff wasn’t in a  box on the sidewalk, she wasn’t denied entry, klaxons didn’t start wailing as she scanned her keycard. 

No. None of the things she expected happened.

Instead - as she approached her office walking past a row of silent desks - thanks to the glass walls, she was aware that her terminal was on, and someone was sat at her desk. She’s not sure who - or why - but she’s still certain of what it means, as she pulls her earbuds out with one hand, entering her office, frowning just slightly, not greeting the stranger, but not making her entrance quiet either.

[muchmorethanmachines]

@rkunwiired made fleeting eye contact 

Everything had settled down - it would be a lie to say it had gone back to normal - but the new normal was emerging and programmes were being put in place to manage the after effects - to try to ease the transition. The scramble to find people to help - to find people willing, competent and qualified - had meant that Frankie had, as yet, not had to make excuses as to why she had volunteered. After all, rates of deviancy were low in IRIS androids - something only aided by the fact they’d not been on the main commercial market for some time... And the same buy out that caused that, as much as the company had been facing collapse at the time, meant that her financial future was not reliant on working. 

But the influx of work was too mountainous for anyone to really question her motives - not that they were illicit. But she couldn’t have people thinking she was some sort of bleeding heart, could she?

Gently steering Marina from her office she cast a brief glance around the androids dotted around the hastily thrown together waiting room. A swipe of her finger across a tablet brings up the next in line and she lifts her gaze, and her voice - “Chester?”

[muchmorethanmachines]

@tenaciously-dysfunctional from here

There were some things that one shouldn’t hear and that just happened. Tony had a lot of problems and not even one of them was anyone’s business. And there was that woman.

He didn’t even want to know what he spoke in his dream. Moments like these made Tony religious. But he can just play it off, right?

            “Well, I hope I was saying how amazing you are because that is what’s on my mind now even now.”

Frankie turns to eye him over her shoulder - she’s noticed the way he’s tensed like a rabbit in the headlights at her statement. Maybe she should’ve just gone with ‘good morning’? She flicks her gaze over him when he speaks.

“Mmhmm.” The tone of noise she makes suggests that he was most certainly not saying anything of the like, nor does she believe his attempt at misdirection. But she presses no further, turning away from him, sweeping her hair from her shoulders as she struggles slightly to do up the zip on the back of her dress.

[muchmorethanmachines]

@storiesnotyettold  Gave me blanket permission to love them - what a fool! 4 Kamski?? Maybe? Or anyone?

The party - she had felt - had been in especially poor taste. She had suffered it though because playing the gracious wet-eyed conquest suited for all of five seconds as she - and a man she had once thought of as family - signed their respective shares in IRIS over to Fancourt Enterprises. With that done, however, unable to drink and distinctly alienated by the men in suits who ran the boardrooms but probably couldn’t change the time on the dashboard of their cars - she had decided that given there was little to celebrate for her here.

Expected, of course, to look a certain way - she had made some poor choices. Her body had barely recovered from her accident - high heels and tight fabric were doing her no good. The car journey here had shredded her nerves raw and almost caused a breakdown - and she refused to do it again. 

Her date - her companion for the night - one of her father’s androids had thought better than to press the point and had taken off running to get her something more suitable to walk home in. Even at top speed, it would take him some time - and so, she had eased herself onto the steps outside of... Whomever’s house, happy to leave the party behind. She hears the door open, maybe - subconsciously - but it is the light washing over her that makes her lift her head, although she doesn’t turn it towards the source, hoping that whoever it is will sense her need for solitude and stay away. 

[muchmorethanmachines]

@storiesnotyettold from here

Connor hesitated before saying quietly, “There is a 12% chance they won’t…” He kept his hands stuffed into his pockets to hide their twitching and tried to meet the other’s eyes but didn’t quite succeed, instead looking at their chin. “But I have to do something! I… I can’t just sit here and do nothing!” 

“Twelve per cent? Twelve per cent?!” She can’t help it - can’t keep her voice calm. “It’s not good enough, Connor. You can’t go there.” She grabs his wrists - and now - she’s struggling to look at him herself, shaking, just slightly. Anger is the easiest emotion - anything else risks vulnerability and when she’s already hurting she doesn’t want to expose herself - to present an easy target. “Please, Connor, please don’t go.”

[muchmorethanmachines]

🌩outside in a terrible storm -for Francesca

Hi welcome to chilli’s || @detrtcnnr || Still Accepting

The rain has long plastered her clothes against her skin - but sitting with an umbrella in a thunderstorm just seems like an invitation to death - and of the two getting a little wet and cold seems far more preferable. Sat on a bench, overlooking the bay she is entirely unaware that she is not actually alone - fully enthralled by the indigo sky above the water and the lightning breaking through the clouds at regular intervals. The storm is really close, maybe two and a half miles out and it’s truly stunning so close - if a little humbling. A flash of lightning throws a shadow, and frowning, she twists to identify the source.

[muchmorethanmachines]

🌸 He's gonna put flower crowns on all of them because who's gonna stop a drunk sad man? No one.

I did as many of them as I could get it one room || @tenaciously-dysfunctional || Still Accepting

Hilda shuts the door firmly - already decked with a crown of flowers (almost instantly as she’d opened it after all) - chasing after Tony. He was clearly inebriated - and had entered without introduction or invitation. By the time she catches up, he’s burst into the living room - having thrown two of the flower crown rings he’s looped onto his arms haphazardly around the room (potentially attempting to bestow them upon Phather).

Luca has been treated to one as well, sitting, watching Tony apprehensively from beneath his petals as he attempts to present one to Frankie.

She’d been on her feet almost as soon as he’d burst in and while it seems it’s her he’s spotted last - Frankie can only assume he’s here for her - for some reason. One hand firmly on his chest, keeping him at arms distance - the other is attempting to upset his attempts at crowning her with flowers.

“Mr Stark!” Not Tony - because Tony would suggest she was pleased by this display, by his presence - and she was not. It looked like one night might just be evolving into some kind of ongoing nightmare. “What are you doing here?”

[muchmorethanmachines]

“i can’t wrap my mind around exactly why i’m here.” ~ ccrrupted (for anyone you're feelin most! ^^ )

You ain’t what I need || @ccrrupted || Still Accepting

She makes herself look - she doesn’t want to - the appearance of the android before her is extremely disquieting. It could be worse - with the fluorescent strip lighting there is nothing intrinsically scary about their appearance - but she’s certain, despite herself - something bearing a similar form may loom in the darkness of her nightmares for some time to come. 

Which is why it is important to look - without staring. A deep breath and she dips her gaze momentarily. “It was very brave, for you to come...” There is something admirable about the continued determination in the face of everything androids have faced - and the extra abuse it seems to have endured personally. 

“I’ll help you, in any way I can - in any way you’re willing for me to do so... But if you decide you don’t want anything from me, the doors open.”

[muchmorethanmachines]

“You’ll speak when spoken to, or not at all. Understand?”

Hold your tongue || @rk800-313-248-317-51 || Still Accepting

Her expression sours, just as obviously as milk, eyes narrowing, brows pinching and mouth turning down at the corners. She opens her mouth to snarl out some kind of response, but as she does so, she also jerks her wrists and is reminded, very forcibly, by the bite of metal into tender flesh - that she is currently handcuffed to a table and cultivating an attitude right now is not the wisest move.

Still glaring, breathing still elevated she sits back into her chair, seething - but silent. “Understood.” She snaps back, her expression making it more than clear that while she understands the command - and is likely to obey - she is extremely displeased with it. 

[muchmorethanmachines]

@deviantcoffeeboy  wants my undying love and attention - even if they’re not aware of that fact themselves just yet

As her eyes scan the front of the building - the left one twitches, just barely - and she’s sucking her lips and cheeks in, without truly thinking about it. Police stations do not undo her in the same way that hospitals do, in the same way that cars do - but there is something about willingly walking into a building like that that tests her nerve. 

After all, it’s not like she’s ever been in one willingly before. 

She sighs and adopting her best resting bitch face, she shoves her hands into her pockets and marches up the steps to the precinct like she is headed into war. Trying not to look as uncomfortable as she feels - and to slough off the bizarre illusion of guilt creeping into the back of her mind, she forges her way forward - catches the attention of the first officer that she sees. 

An android, from the look of him - which is... Is it more comforting than if he was a human? Maybe. 

“Hey - I’m, uh, I’m here to pick someone up? I got a call..? I don’t know where to go.” 

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@detectivemade Liked

Given the current climate - hanging around outside a CyberLife store, staring in - long after opening hours had ended was perhaps not the smartest choice. But Francesca had never been known for making the most intelligent decisions - and as a human (to the full extent of her knowledge) she doesn’t quite think she’s got anything to worry about. Especially as the stores didn’t really have opening hours any more after the recent... Demonstrations.

Cyberlife has always been easy to dislike - as the company with the monopoly, with the government contracts for the army, for hospitals, for schools - their little blue LED’s were everywhere. And they could push out and marginalise any other company. And while they hadn’t caused IRIS to fold - at least, not all alone - they were an easy target.

The rising issues with their androids was a little like karma - if you framed it carefully enough - which she could. Shoving her hands into her pockets (it was getting cold, now it was dark - although at least it was dry) she turned to head off, only to collide with something - someone? - solid in what she had assumed to be empty space behind her.