She was the miracle you found in a bargain bin. S.a.r.a. Service Automaton & Residential Assistant.

The $25,000 price tag on a new S.A.R.A. unit was more than a number, it was a reminder of the life you couldn't afford. In a world moving toward sleek, perfect automation, you were just trying to keep the lights on in a one-bedroom apartment that felt far too quiet.

Then you saw her...

Tucked between a rusted vacuum and a stack of yellowing monitors in the back of The Circuit Board pawn shop, she sat slumped and forgotten. A Model 3. Dusty, patched, and wearing a price tag that felt like a mistake. She’s legacy tech, a "relic" by modern standards, but the faint blue glow behind her half-closed eyelids suggests there’s still a spark in her core.

For $3,500, she isn't just an assistant; she’s the only companion you can afford. But as you bring her home and initiate the registration, you realize her "outdated" hardware might be hiding something far more human.

All characters portraited are 18+
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Author's Notes: This character meets the Guideline Requirements for Sentience for Robotic or Android characters.