Bionic Blues Breakdown

[dale coba]

Bionic ladies are cyborgs, by definition, and in so far as the tv shows were based on the novel "Cyborg" (always read your credits!).

Remember how hung up Jamie was about her replacement parts? One young Japanese girl she had rescued, referred to her as a "robot lady", and Jamie got all depressed. It's been a while, but I seem to remember that she felt worse about her bionics - not so much the sky-diving accident itself that destroyed her healthy human parts. That seems stranger to me now, seeing how grateful people can be for any device which truly regains them lost abilities, to run or to button a shirt.

Jamie struggled with the in-humanity of her replacement parts. "Bionic" was a term she could accept; but "robot" or "cyborg" - that really hurt and threatened her. For the show, Jamie's character needed this element of psychological conflict. She knew about her cyborg nature, but rather than see them as tools, she seemed to subconsciously fear becoming inhuman, an unfeeling machine like Professor Franklin's Fembots.

Some cyborgs could have had their brains upgraded, either by choice; or without their knowledge ahead of time, and/or against their will. These brain-hacked cyborgs can have a replacement brain that allows for self-determination; but if not, they are more robot than human in their character.

Story idea: 100% bionic ?!

A "Bionic" girl tells her girlfriend, she has had yet another part upgraded. Perhaps she's rich like Paris Hilton. She's had so many upgrades, she doesn't even keep track anymore. "After this last one, they said that I'm all done. Nothing left to upgrade." She is now "100% bionic"!

Oops! 100% Bionic means she's become a robot! Silly girl-toy, robots aren't people. She's an appliance now, and needs an owner-operator. Denial, panic, and a crumbling of her human veneer can then result in a splendid display, of the standard theme of malfunctioning/erotic behavior that has been brought on by a heroine's traumatic realization that she isn't human?

Generally, the typical sleeper-revealed-to-herself is shocked to find that her ideas about her status, role, and very nature have been 100% wrong. She's been acting inappropriately, clueless, above her station and out of her depth; as a human when she has no right to her own sovereignty and self-programming.

• When did it happen, when was she converted, and by whom?
  
  or was she never transformed, rather her robot mind derived from a real woman's template?

So many question can pester her runtime-mind, undermining the control maintained by her higher-order mental functions. When the personality breaks down, the Truth of her libido is revealed: our sleeper's personality is nothing but a thin facade - a polite, dignified, sexually composed, public, social, and independent skin running atop an operating system designed to maximize control and sexuality.

While "sleeper-walking", she fights to fool herself; but the more she tries to talk herself out of her revelation, the harder she will crash into a paroxysm of orgasms and inhumanly inapt phrases of conversation. Truly, this is a demonstration of behaviors one would believe were really from a fembot, not an organic woman trying to play her User for a fool. Short of open panels, damage and sparking circuits, that's how I signify the most erotic female figures in my fantasies.

- Dale Coba

[dale coba]

BUMP
Here's what Diana's request inspired me to revisit and repolish.

Here's a scenario you might enjoy: a bit of trouble for future hyper-rich celebutants more shallow than today's Paris Hiltons and Courtney Kardashians. The location is a simple living room, and no special effects are required. The room and the two ladies outfits need not display actual wealth of course, but if the glamorous, shallow intention of the look is clear, you might enjoy performing caricatures as young women who are too rich to know what to do with themselves.

Like plastic surgery, bionic replacement may one day become an addiction for some. In a conversation between two social-climbing, happily Stepford-mannered ladies, one reports that she has had yet another upgrade. The second probes her friend with questions, confirming that the first had already upgraded almost all of her original body to synthetic. The first declares that she is now 100% bionic, and the second has to explain to her that 100% bionic is the same as being a robot. The second says that no reputable technician would have done the work, but the first can't remember anything about that. The first taps in to her friend’s diagnostic systems, and releases the information found there, so the second now knows what happened and can tell her story.

The second lady is concerned and disappointed, but her generally sunny manner suggests more that she is expressing disappointment over a suspended driver’s license from a DUI; rather than with alarm and tears appropriate if her friend has ended her human life, or at least ended her status as a human superior to robots.

Of course, as this information sinks in, the first woman has more and more difficulty accepting and reconciling with the facts. The sleeper-revealed-to-herself finds her ideas about her status, role, and very nature have been 100% wrong. She's been acting inappropriately, clueless, above her station and out of her depth; as a human when she has no right to her own sovereignty and self-programming.

Her personality is not terribly distressed, though her speech and behavior become more intense than her attitude reflects, and her underlying, innate hypersexual nature as a machine/woman can no longer be suppressed by social convention her awareness of reality.

The second woman is sympathetic, understanding of her friend’s plight. Her fully fembot friend is in a robotic, sexual state of shock; and what’s more, as a robot, her friend will no longer be able to function without an owner.

The second woman makes the best of the situation. She comforts the robot by using her as the sexual object she has become, not like she’s still human.

Does that make erotic sense to anybody else?

I wish I felt like I could write dialog, but for now theme and plot are my "strengths"; so I ask for your advice or enthusiasm, as the quality of my offering warrants.

- Dale Coba