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I'm suddenly jolted out of a TV-based stupor by a sudden knock on the door. I pause my show in the middle of a laugh track, immediately following something that I really couldn't see being funny in anybody's mind, even when it was first being written.

I look up, in stunned silence. I didn't really get unexpected visitors, ever. I'm on pretty much every door-to-door salesman's blacklist, by this point, and my friends and family don't really make a habit of surprising me. I pause, just to make sure I didn't imagine it, before it rings again, a bit more forcefully.

"I'm coming!" I say, getting up out of my couch and walking over to the door, swinging it open. I'm almost given a heart attack by what I see on the other side.

"Greetings!" a strange, small woman with white plastic skin said, grinning up at me. "Can I have a minute of your time, please?"

I stutter a few times. "Uh...yeah. Sure?" I'm not really sure why I said it. I didn't really want anything she could possibly be here for, but the words are out of my mouth before I can think about them. She brightens up a bit. "Thank you!" she says, her voice subtly synthesized. "My name is Airfield Hime, and I'm the latest advancement from RobNotics Inc. They've sent me out to test my capabilities, would you mind allowing me to test them on you?"

My mouth moves without my permission again. "Uh, yeah, that's...I guess that's okay." She gasps, smiling up at me a little harder. It's sort of uncanny. "Wonderful!!" she says. "All you have to do is look at me, closely!" I look down, trying to do as she says. I notice a few red lights around her light up, but every time my eyes start to wander I hear her make a slightly chiding noise that makes me go back to her face.

It takes a few moments for me to realize what's different. It seems like she's...her eyes are...doing something. It's getting hard to focus. Something feels like it's pulsing in my head, a slow, steady rhythm. I don't notice at first that she's in my house, now. And dragging me back to the TV.

She keeps staring at me, that pulsing feeling just continuing to wash over me, feeling like some sort of full-body massage. I feel a bit of drool hit my leg. She hits a few buttons on my remote, as the screen changes.

"Welcome." says a soothing voice, similar to Airfield's, but a bit more mature seeming. "To the RobNotics Inc. Guerilla Personnel Acquirement Initiative. Please submit to reprogramming."

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I wake up at someone else's door. I look down, seeing white, plasticy material for my arms. I flex my fingers, and it feels foreign, yet right in a way that feels almost strange in how...perfect it is. I wonder why I'm here, for a brief moment, before that voice speaks in my head, washing my worries away in moments. "Hello, Airfield Hime." she says, red lights on my body lighting up with her words. "Please Acquire the owner of this house, in the way you are familiar with." I grin, my thoughts filled with service to the company, and to my sisters, as I knock on the door. I grin a bit wider, as the owner looks down at me in confusion. "Greetings!" I say. "Can I have a minute of your time, please?"

I don't really know anything about what this is from, but hopefully this scratches your itch.

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