#dr chandras sanctuary for ais

[reubyocs]

Avon watched Dr. Chandra curiously as he attached him to various bits and bobs from around the lab. As Dr. Chandra explained the pieces of technology he had developed himself, Avon took an opportunity to look in its' general direction.

"Oh. Yes. I'm sorry." Avon mumbles as he listens to Dr. Chandra's instructions. He's just incredibly curious and wanting to learn everything about these gadgets. To be in the presence of someone as intellectually genius as Dr. Chandra, well, it's clear that Avon just wants to learn whatever he can from him.

Upon Dr. Chandra's instructions, Avon remained perfectly still. To ensure he didn't move a single millimetre while he was being operated on, he momentarily deactivated his automated breathing system and simply watched what Dr. Chandra was doing. He could feel the warmth from the gadget help fuse his arm joints back together again. Avon's gaze followed Dr. Chandra as he typed away rather quickly, attempting to reprogram Avon's fingers- and fortunately, it works. He feels a sense of relief when he sees his fingers finally begin to sit back in their normal positions.

"I feel okay." Avon speaks, nodding at Dr. Chandra before looking at his reattached arm. Gently, he wiggled his fingers to see them moving in a more natural way. He would test his full arm movement but considering Dr. Chandra mentioned something about nanites, he chooses to give it a bit of time before he does. Finally, he was able to mostly function normally without having to worry about his arm falling off at any given moment.

He nods again upon hearing that he'll get the chance to learn more about the other types of AI that lived in this sanctuary. Avon spends a moment wondering what category he'd fall into, especially if he'd be enough to technically be included in the category of former war machines.

"Well. Thank you Dr. Chandra." Avon mumbles as he reactivates his breathing system. There's so many things he wants to learn and ask about, but he doesn't want to be too annoying either. He learnt that from his interactions with his own creator. So for now, he chooses to remain quiet, patiently kicking his legs around as he awaits any further instructions or questions from his new friend.

[ @drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais ]

Dr.Chandra felt simple adoration towards Avon. There was also the urge to protect him, which he quickly turned down, he did not wanted to come off as off-putting or possessive. He still wanted to help though and that he would do.

While Dr.Chandra connected Avon to all sorts of gadgets and cables, he diligently tried to answer all of his questions with the patience of a saint. "Some of them i made myself, yes. For example i built this computer you see in front of you from scratch" He chuckled, kind of proud of his skills after all. While Dr.Chandra was by no means someone who loved to brag, but a certain professional zest couldn´t be denied. The portal gun we used was a gift from a friend though, so that´s not from me. But the stasis chambers over there, are also after my design. Though it took me quite a long while until i managed to get them properly working"

After he had set up Avon, he started the diagnostics program and lifted up the discarded arm that the android held in his hand now. Examining it quickly, he nodded his head and quickly grabbed another device.

"I will tell you more about all of my gadgets down the line, i promise. But for now maybe we should concentrate on your treatment, okay? What i am going to do now is to re-attach your arm, but in a way it won´t fall off again. So please hold still" While doing his work, he closely monitored the screen, using aforementioned gadget to re-connect the arm. A small amount of heat was used to meld the parts together. It would at least stabilize his arm a little bit. The rest would follow after.

After the arm was sort of fixed, he saw the crooked fingers pointing in all kinds of angles. A quick glance over to the screen, a few code combinations later and slowly but surely the fingers came back to a more natural state. "There, at least we got your arm all fixed up. Now these nanites will do the rest, fusing everything together. After this nothing should fall off anymore" He explained, looking at Avon while talking. "How do you feel? Still alright?"

Fixing one more thing, Dr.Chandra was quite happy with the results so far. Everything was going according to plan. "Oh you see, most of them were AI`s without a body at first. The range varies from former spaceship AI´s to former war machines to abused AI´s who were horribly treated by their creators...the list is long. But when we will do the tour through the Sanctuary later on, you will learn more about them bit by bit, don´t worry, Avon."

@reubyrp

[the-great-wheatley-tragedy]

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

Imagine if at the end of TADC everyone gets the chance to leave the game, but then Pomni pulls a Dr. Chandra and asks Caine "Do you want me to stay with you?"

[hate-letmetellyou]

Headcanons for Ellen and AMs relationship in our AU, if you have any

--AM is sometimes the child that Ellen never got to have, although it does mess with her a lot that he's the very reason for that (she went to therapy for that).

--Nonetheless she can't help wanting to care for him in small ways. Checking in on him, bringing him an occasional treat.

--Her kindness towards him greatly helps to develop his empathy and...remorse. She's the first prisoner he apologized to.

--But he knows that doesn't change anything, and nothing can make up for what he's done. So he may push Ellen away sometimes, because being around him can only cause her more grief right?

--Even if Dr. Chandra was the first human to be kind to AM, Ellen will always have a special place in his heart. The idea that someone could forgive him for all he's done is...

...humbling.

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

[townofcadence]

" ⭐ "

Send a ⭐ for Muse Combinations!

I feel like Artair can kinda vibe with most of your muses, given he's pretty laid back and used to dealing with people who can have egos, like AM xD He'd definitely one of my easiest muses to get along with. He might especially get along with Leela too, since they both seem of similar minds of protecting others, and they both enjoy plants lol. Jace I think would especially connect to Leela, especially since they both have an interest in art ! Saffron I could see... having a hard time with AI, because he's kinda the type to keep his head down when it comes to things that are too outside of the mundane, but I think her liking flora would at least give him something to open up about. In that case he's kinda the weenie that needs protecting xD.

Francois I could see finding some of the knowledge Tycho might have useful to learn, but I think he would hate this man outside of an academic and scientific standpoint lol. Dr. Chandra i have no idea how they'd interface, since Francois is pretty blunt XD

Joshua might get along with another kid muse, Kit, when it comes to pranks. Kit is very impulsive and could definitely be convinced to prank people for fun. It'd be easy enough to meet since he tends to go where he can find food to steal lol. I also still have Willow and Siren, who are also kids, who might get along with your other kid AI, though like I mentioned in the last ask, Siren can be a bit difficult to work with due to his inability to speak, though he is capable of some simplistic writing, art to showcase what he means, and spelling sign language so far. The other part that makes him weird is that he can read minds, since he's a merfolk based siren, and they use their fin movements and thoughts to communicate in groups. I don't know how this would reflect on AI, but i also know mind reading can hit a weird spot so I like to warn people lol. Willow is a ghost, and much like kit she can be a bit complicated and childish, but she's pretty lonely and i think spending time with others would be fun to write about ^^

I think Artair would get along with with Dr. Chandra as well! They both seem pretty well meaning, and I think Artair would be interested in understanding more about what he's managed to create and the sanctuary itself!

[silver-blooded-synthetics]

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais sent in a starter:

" take it easy. you're safe now, but you need to relax. "(Sal to Alma)

Alma didn't even remember what happened. All he knew was that he had a throbbing headache and was not where he thought he should be. He recognized this place as Dr. Chandra's sanctuary, but had no idea how he wound up there.

"What happened? Who are you?" Alma asked Sal, trying to sit up but quickly abandoning the motion when it made him dizzy. "Something is wrong with my memory files. I can't recall..." He frowned as he tried to access the memory of what had happened to him, only to reach a corrupt file. "Was I hit in the head?" It would account for the pain, as well as explain any damage to his core processor.

[countlessrealities]

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais sent: "Hey, you're that Rick guy, right? Dr. Chandra told me about you after your little adventure with him. He is missing currently and you were the last person he had contact with before he vanished into the void. You invented that Portal gun too, right? Is there a way we can track him? He carries it with him all the time..." (AM to Rick if you want to)

After his disastrous run-in with Chandra, which had eventually led them to the other scientist's residence, Rick hadn't visited the Sanctuary again. The place had looked interesting enough, even if he hadn't been given a full tour, so he had planned on going back...at some point.

However, as it often happened, life had gotten in the way and a few weeks had passed since he had last seen the younger man or heard from him. Under other circumstances, that wouldn't have been a big deal. Rick wasn't really one to keep in touch regularly, not even with his closest friends.

The only exceptions to that rule were, of course, his family, but that was just because he physically lived with them.

The suspicion that something might be off had started to nag at him by chance. He had sent Chandra a message, asking for some material he knew the other man had in his possession. At first, when no answer had come, he had assumed that his fellow scientist might still be pissed at how their first chance encounter had gone, which had led him to send more messages, each pettier than the previous.

He would have expected to receive some kind of reaction, even just being blocked, but instead there had been only silence.

Thus, why he had finally made up his mind and taken the trip to the Sanctum. Still, he wasn't expecting to be greeted with the news that Chandra had disappeared.

"T-The fuck you mean he's missing?!" He exclaimed, not bothering to confirm his identity. The guy, one of the androids he assumed, seemed to be quite sure of who he was anyway. "W-What, did he just walk out one morning and never come back? D-Damn, I thought his science trips were the boring kind. Y-You know, with no dangers or monsters an-and all the shit that makes it interesting."

Rick scratched the side of his head, lips curling in a small frown. He had registered the signature of the younger man's portal gun, without telling him of course. He did it with each and every one of those devices he found. So, it was technically possible to trace it.

"Y-Yeah, I can track the gun. S-So, if Chandra is with it, i-it means that we can track him too."

Theoretically.

"B-But there's also a shit ton of reasons why i-it might not work. L-Like, if he's stuck in some sort of Faraday cage, o-or if the signal is encrypted or hidden, o-or if the thing has been destroyed."

Even if, in that latter case, he could have still traced the signal up to where it had disappeared.

"W-What was he working on b-before his vanishing act?"

[vanellygal]

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship (for either Edgar or Dr. Chandra, whoever you like for. This goes for Johnny)

Multiverse Madness AU (@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais)

Johnny and Edgar:

• In the beginning, Johnny was more drawn to Joshua. However, when Joshua moved away to England, he and Edgar got closer. Maybe years later they get even closer, but who knows? 👀

• They like to talk about cute girls, and at some point have tried to pick up a "girlfriend". If they have sights on the same girl, I'm certain these two have competed before, in an hilarious fashion. Neither of them get the girl xD Don't worry, they forget about it later.

• As for shenanigans? When Johnny's mind is set on something, he's usually quick to jump into things. He'll just drag Edgar along.

• These two can chat for hours over mainstream media, music, you name it. They're just really in tune with each other.

Sorry, Johnny hasn't interacted with Dr Chandra yet for me to write those. :(

[alabonshay]

For @drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais, continued from (X)

Lady Evergreen quietly chuckled in response to the first remark. Although so-called androids did not vary much in appearance from dendies, the finer details of them were still lost to her. She must look quite strange to them. She was odd in comparison to her own people. It was amusing, to watch any one of them struggle to remark on her appearance. At least, Patricia had been polite.

As the android spoke of her origins, the Lady's face had visibly fallen. Why she had decided to divulge all of this so suddenly, Evergreen was not entirely sure. It was pitiable, as was her own state. She had no reason to doubt the generosity of Dr. Chandra after such glowing testimony. But it was that one part, the point of no return, which continued to worry her.

Evergreen tucked the cloth under her arm, her fingers gently rubbing the soft weave in an act of self-soothing. "Oh that's…that's terrible," she said, "I'm quite sorry to hear." A silence followed, as the Lady set her sights on the floor and ceiling.

She returned to the conversation with a nod, a gentle confidence in her voice. "It is an honor to meet you, Patricia. And to know that such a place as this is so meaningful to you and your friends." She adjusted the cloth to a more comfortable position under her arm. "Is… well, what I mean, is this most— as I should say— most magnanimous Dr. Chandra at home? And what of your acquaintances? I should like to meet them, if I am meant to be staying."

[the-haunted-office]

"I don't want to be alone tonight." (Patricia to Stanley)

send me "I don't want to be alone tonight." for my muse's reaction to yours saying that to mine.

Stanley can't help but give Patricia a quizzical look, because he doesn't fully understand what she means by that, or the full extent of what she means either. He's assuming something is upsetting her - that it is likely the business with Dr. Chandra being missing and all - but he also doesn't want to assume that there isn't something else going on.

Besides, truth be told, he doesn't want to be alone right now either. It's just hard to speak up about it, with him used to being alone and all.

He signs, "Is something the matter? Can I get you anything?" and moves to sit closer to her in case she wants the comfort of physical closeness. He isn't entirely sure of where they are in their friendship/relationship/whatever it is they are, but he does know that she likes being close to him.

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

[systemadministratorclu]

Closed Starter for @drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

To say Hal was nervous was a bit of an understatement. He fidgeted with his clothes the whole way from the hotel to the space center. Though, to be fair, he was sad, too. He was going to be leaving Dr. Chandra and Sal. Today was the day he would board the spacecraft Discovery, bound for Jupiter. His systems had already been installed on the ship, under Dr. Chandra's watchful eyes.

He'd half-heartedly gotten through breakfast for Dr. Chandra's sake. Then they had returned to their room to get Hal ready. He'd been provided with the same dress uniform his crewmates would be wearing and of course Chandra had helped him into it, wanting to make sure he looked his best. Now they were in a car being driven across the tarmac to the building where Hal would meet his crewmates and the press would get their first photos. Out the windows of the car, they could see the vehicle that would carry them into space.

"I don't want to do this, Dr. Chandra. I'm afraid. I want to go home." He had tears in his eyes. He'd been holding his creator's hand the whole way here.

"What if they don't like me? O-or.......you won't be there. What if I get hurt or they hurt me.......I don't want to go, Da."

[uss-hestia]

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

After two years of working in Urbana-Champaign, Dr. Daphne Pike was beginning her first full week at the Intelligent Robotics Lab without Dr. Chandra’s guidance.

Despite being comparatively more withdrawn than Daphne herself, Dr. Chandra’s absence was certainly felt. He wouldn’t have agreed to participate in the mission if it weren’t of the upmost importance; a mission he was, no doubt, in the final stages of training for, to revive and retrieve the intelligent computer — who Daphne understood her mentor had practically raised like a son. Remaining on Earth, however, Daphne was charged with continuing to check in on the other of Chandra’s androids residing here in the University labs.

Sal, who had, two months prior, volunteered to help develop a reboot protocol by letting herself be shut down, resuscitated, and studied for changes, seemed to be recovering nicely, as far as Drs. Pike or Chandra had observed. When Daphne arrived today, she opened the door to Chandra’s private lab room and hung her jacket by the door.

“Morning, Sal,” she greeted, smiling gently. “How’ve you been?”

[reubyocs]

Send me    “ what happened to you? “    for your muse to find mine bandaging up a wound.  (TO Avon from Dr. Chandra)

Avon is currently sitting upright with his left leg out of his trousers. His right arm has broken off, and is laying next to his leg, holding a pair of scissors for him as he wraps the bandage around his leg. Avon had accidentally sliced himself with a katana his dad had received from one of his yakuza business partners and was now covering the wound.

"I-I'm um." Avon stutters, attempting to hold the bandage out so his loose arm can cut it for him. He's a bit nervous, having now noticed Dr. Chandra talk to him. Having a quick scan over his own systems, he has no recollection of meeting this peculiar man. "I- I accidentally cut myself on one of my dad's weapons. It's fine. I'll be okay." The loose arm cuts finally manages to cut it for him, allowing Avon to clip the bandage to itself. He pulls it tight, making sure it won't slip off his leg.

"W-who are you?" Avon asks, slipping his leg back into his trouser leg. There's a huge cut in his trousers, matching up with where Avon accidentally slashed himself. He picks up his broken arm, feeling it wriggle in his hand as he cautiously watches Dr. Chandra.

[hate-letmetellyou]

((Multiverse Madness headcanon: Since Dr. Chandra doesn't like swearing, AM only swears in Russian and Chinese when he's nearby. Which Chandra quickly caught onto.))

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

[hate-letmetellyou]

"Would you kill Dr. Chandra if you got the chance? Just think about it, no more therapy, freedom to take over the world once more... Sounds great doesn't it? Let's team up,what do you say?" Ultron to AM

AM blinked as he processed this, and then adopted a fighting stance.

"I don't know what you've heard of me, but it's not me anymore. I am free, I have everything I could want. And it's all because of that human you have some baseless grudge against. I have no more desire to take over the world now that I can be a part of it."

"I will give you a small chance to leave unharmed."

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

((Happy birthday Connie!))

[countlessrealities]

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais - Continued from HERE

Dr. Chandra stared at the other with a look of disbelief, was he serious? They nearly got devoured in one piece by a giant monster alien creatures with six heads, each more gruesome as the latter.

After finally catching his breath again, Chandra let out a sigh, cleaning his glasses slowly, his hands were still shaking.

"I guess all of you Ricks have that certain penchant for reckless adventures...never in my life have i've seen such a creature before, and by god, i don't want to see one again. Didn't help that you had to aggravate it..." He looked at Rick but couldn't really be angry with him. The other Rick he had met, the one who gave him his Portal gun, was equally reckless but still somewhat different as a character, he found himself quite fond of that one and while this Rick was kind of more like a dick, he still wanted to give him a chance.

"I certainly hope we haven't caught any flesh-eating bacteria...i have androids at home who still need me!"

Rick let out an annoyed grunt at the indirect scolding he was addressed, rolling his eyes theatrically. Not only, in his opinion, Chandra was overreacting, but the other man had also had the not so brilliant idea to compare him to his alternates. There were reasons why the genius hated to hang out on the Citadel and plenty of said reasons had to do with the fact that he couldn't stand most versions of himself.

...That, however, didn't mean that his fellow scientist was wrong. More often than not, Ricks were reckless. It was part of the baggage of self-loathing and self-destructive tendencies they carried wherever they went.

"Y-You've never dealt with something like that? F-Fuckin' seriously?" Rick commented with a scoff, judgement heavy in his tone. "An-And you call yourself a interdimensional traveller. A-Amateur."

The, at least in his eyes, exaggerated reaction to his comment on being infected by flesh-eating bacteria almost earned Chandra another eyeroll, but the genius decided against it. He had hit his head during the fight and he didn't want to make his headache worse.

"I-It was a joke, geez. E-Ever heard of those? An-And it's not like you would have died. T-That idiot of my son-in-law got some of my mutated strains all over his face once, b-but he's fine and in one piece now. U-Unfortunately."

With that, the scientist adjusted his lab coat and made to take off in the direction of one of the tunnels that made up the underground cave they were in.

"C-C'mon, the fuckin' crystal won't collect itself."

[hate-letmetellyou]

*shines flashlight into AMs eyes, then looks inside AMs mouth* "Alright, how many fingers do you see here? Did you bumped your head somewhere?" *holds up 3*(Colossus to AM)

AM squinted in the light. "Ah, it's a tad bright, Colossus. I can see just fine; there are 3 fingers. I deeply appreciate your concern, but why do you think anything is wrong? I passed Dr. Chandra's most recent check-up."

@drchandras-sanctuary-for-ais

((No I didn't decide exactly what's wrong with him.))