Drift Down

As a species we've always sought out companionship in any form possible. This could mean with other humans, pets, religion, storytelling, or in this case: artificial intelligence and pliable human forms.

Automatons were the first of many to come in this field of media. After automatons, we were given dolls with lifelike joints and faces, and after dolls we even dabbled in true artificial intelligence. This has brought upon us an apocalypse of epic proportions: a world where no man is any more human than any given robot. Hundreds of years have passed since the first Automaton, and society continues to create more and more lifelike versions of a once stagnant form of work. Due to this boom, many old techniques and forms have been revisited time and time again to learn from our past failures.

Meet Oliver, a seldom used but heavily modified 200 year old half-wooden automaton granted a confusing sentient existence due to rat power. Oliver stumbles through NY on a quest to find companionship, only to bump into a sentient doll named Val (who hides their plastic exterior with bandange and verbal finesse) -someone he could relate to- who offers him a place to stay out of the public eye. It hadn't been long before the third link in the chain had joined the party: Ivy, an electricity powered self-made frankensteins-monster-esque robot girl with enough cool to freeze over hawaii. All they needed to do was plug her in, and she was instantly one of them: the three-piece rag-tag group of mechanical genius