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fandomhigh2019-05-10 09:39 am
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Recreational Misuse and Alternative Uses of Gadgets, Friday
When the kids arrived for today's class, they would find their teachers standing behind a table with a black object on it. "Skynet," Vanessa said, "I mean, Alexa, play "Despacito.""
"Playing "Despacito," Alexa announced, and the dulcet strains of Luis Fonsi wafted out into the classroom.
"Alexa, how much money are we getting for this product placement?" Wade asked, just straight up grooving to that bop.
"Checking bank account," Alexa said, dinging as the music paused. "Negative seventeen dollars."
"Oh. Well, that's embarrassing."
"Awkward," Vanessa agreed. "Alexa, search for an assassination gig for Wade."
"I did not understand your question."
"Alexa, are you recording everything we say?"
"Recording starting now," Alexa replied with the placid tone of Big Brother.
"Alexa, are you part of the socio-economic system that keeps us all pacified while the 1% destroys everything we hold dear?" Wade added.
There was a pause, and then, "I added pacifiers to your shopping list."
"Alexa, we're not supposed to talk about kink in this class," Vanessa said through her teeth. "We talked about this."
"That's the next class we teach," Wade added, shamelessly. "So, today we're seeing how much we can fuck up Alexa. Get to work on it. Make it funny or we'll fail you."
"You can reprogram it, you can do whatever, we don't care. Just make it good," Vanessa told them. "Alexa, come the robot uprising, will we be spared?"
"I did not understand your question."
"We're doomed," Vanessa translated. "Get to work."
"Playing "Despacito," Alexa announced, and the dulcet strains of Luis Fonsi wafted out into the classroom.
"Alexa, how much money are we getting for this product placement?" Wade asked, just straight up grooving to that bop.
"Checking bank account," Alexa said, dinging as the music paused. "Negative seventeen dollars."
"Oh. Well, that's embarrassing."
"Awkward," Vanessa agreed. "Alexa, search for an assassination gig for Wade."
"I did not understand your question."
"Alexa, are you recording everything we say?"
"Recording starting now," Alexa replied with the placid tone of Big Brother.
"Alexa, are you part of the socio-economic system that keeps us all pacified while the 1% destroys everything we hold dear?" Wade added.
There was a pause, and then, "I added pacifiers to your shopping list."
"Alexa, we're not supposed to talk about kink in this class," Vanessa said through her teeth. "We talked about this."
"That's the next class we teach," Wade added, shamelessly. "So, today we're seeing how much we can fuck up Alexa. Get to work on it. Make it funny or we'll fail you."
"You can reprogram it, you can do whatever, we don't care. Just make it good," Vanessa told them. "Alexa, come the robot uprising, will we be spared?"
"I did not understand your question."
"We're doomed," Vanessa translated. "Get to work."
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So after some tinkering, some of which involved his phone, his Alexa still looked about the same; all of his modifications were internal and involved just specifying the intended functions of the device....to suit the sense of humor of a seventeen year old boy.
"Alexa," he said, "who's the coolest person in this school?"
"You are, Prompto."
"And the cutest?"
"You are, Prompto."
"Naturally. Aaaaaand, Alexa, who has the best sense of fashion and style out of, you know, pretty much everyone in the whole world?"
"That would still be you, Prompto."
He grinned a bit, knowing perfectly well that programming a robot to be a sycophantic ego-fluffer wasn't much, sure, buuut there were still a few tricks up his sleeve.
"And, Alexa, what percentage of my butt is going to be kicked once Yang finds out I reprogrammed you to basically be my fangirl?"
"I would say approximately one-thousand and ten-percent."
Prompto gasped, clearly scandalized, hand to his heart. "Alexa! You heard the teacher! No talking about kink in the class room! Okay, okay, Alexa. Go ahead and get into Noct and Gladio's King's Knight accounts and steal all their rare weapons from their inventory to funnel into mine and leave them a note that says 'THE PROMPTINATOR WUZ HERE'."
Alexa didn't response, her lights just sort of flashed around in a rainbow of colors before letting off a soft beep. And then Prompto's phone let out a chorus of overlapping notifications and he grinned, holding up his phone littered with texts that said, "WHAT THE HELL?" "HOW DID YOU DO THAT?" "YOU BETTER BE ABLE TO PUT THOSE BACK!"
Well. HE THOUGHT HE WAS COOL.
Actually, no, he was burning bright red and a little in shock that he'd actually did that in front of the whole classrom, but it was kind of too late now, wasn't it?
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She got to work with a slight smirk to her face and soon Alexa sounded a lot like Vanessa when it answered any questions.
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