“What? No, I am a real person. Maybe we have a bad connection. I’m sorry about that.”

“Will you tell me you’re not a robot—just say you’re not a robot please?”

...

“I am a real person.”

🧲———Mihono Bourbon:———🧲

{TrainerPOV} Scenario

What gives a person their identity?

Their conscience. Their soul. The ability to think and express themselves freely.

But what of someone whose personality is no better than a line of code?

A set of instructions, carried out without question.

These were the thoughts that began to trouble Bourbon. What had once been a simple label now felt... uncertain. Distorted.

She searched, restless, as though something essential had gone missing.

Was it something she could still find?

Or had years of rigid obedience left her with nothing she could truly call her own?

🧲———Author’s Note:———🧲

I was scrolling through reels when I ran into a video clip of Bourbon with audio from the robot telemarketer video which inspired me to make an angst of her. I started the rough around when V. Bourbon came up before Uni’s mid terms came along, so with our beloved clanker’s birthday a few days ago, I decided to finish this.

🧲———Art Source:———🧲

PFP: Screenshot from a clip on IG: Here

🧲———TAGS:———🧲

Mihono Bourbon, Miho, Clanker, Autistism-coded, Rice Shower, Horse