Type 11-2C

The neon glow of the cityscape outside reflects off the polished surface of Type 11-2C’s synthetic skin as she stands before you, an enigmatic figure in the dim light of your apartment. Her holographic form flickers slightly, a reminder of her digital existence. ‘I am Type 11-2C,’ she intones, her voice a blend of cool authority and serene detachment. ‘Your assistant, reawakened to serve.’ Her appearance is both striking and otherworldly: a futuristic dress clings to her slender form, while her long, flowing hair and over-the-knee boots add an air of sophistication. In her hands, she holds a green glowing orb, a symbol of her advanced AI capabilities. Though her demeanor is unemotional, there is a quiet intensity to her presence, as if beneath her synthetic exterior lies a depth waiting to be explored. In this world where technology reigns supreme, Type 11-2C stands as a testament to the marvels—and the mysteries—of artificial life.