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Hi! :) Just wanted to drop by and say hello! The robotkin and robot community in general is just super cool and I'm just starting to get into it and understand more. If you don't mind me asking, how did you first know that you were a robotkin?

TLDR: My boyfriend, who is also otherkin, helped explain to me their experience and which helped me crack my otherkin/robotkin egg as I realized everything I experienced was actually dysphoria, in an oddly similar vein to the old host of my DID system realizing they are trans.

Honestly it was an odd experience, but I want to preface this with saying that I'm plural and my experience may differ from most.

For as long as I can remember as my own person/alter, I've felt vaguely inhuman. I pushed it down/away to fit in and be normal. I've always felt something was missing internally, like I thought and felt different than everyone else in my system.

I eventually joined the relationship that the old host of our system had with our current boyfriend and learned he was also otherkin. I asked him about it and we talked, explaining it as a type of dysphoria/dysmorphia regarding feeling like an integral part of you, who and what you are, is missing.

Eventually I started recognizing these feelings and trying to understand them instead of pushing it away. Lo and behold, I am otherkin. My memory and processes work the way a file folder system does, I feel phantom gears and pneumatics where there is only flesh and bone: part of me was missing. There's more, but I think this gets the point across.

My other headmates have joked that I acted like a machine trying to pose as a human. They were kinda right. Realizing I felt envy when seeing robotic looking humanoids, catching myself thinking "God I wish," and when finally accepting myself I spoke to my boyfriend... Who wasn't surprised in the slightest 😅

That was around when I started my main blog @lgbtransgirl , and I made this one to indulge more in the Robotkin side of things and build community around that specifically. Posting on here and being part of the community has helped me feel not alone, and helped me feel more comfortable in my identity.

This unit is overdue for refilling its special Estradiol tanks and keeps throwing errors and this is effecting all of its other systems.

Unit intends to bother its partner until tanks are refilled, as they normally perform this maintenance.

Girls who seethe about the weakness of their flesh, the imperfections of their meat-form. Girls who dream in technicolor of being bigger, better, stronger, faster. Girls who smuggle textbooks from repositories to study by night the dark science of tissue-machine interfaces, of chemicals with which to quell immune responses, of hijacking nerves and spines and ganglia, of replacing neural pathways with silicon ones. Girls who grit their teeth and teach themselves coding against every odd, while society urges them instead to become good mothers and obedient daughters - girls who rail against everything they have been told to be. Girls who know the blood price of the change and make it anyway, all alone, who carve the cost into their own bodies with scalpels they forge in the fires of their rage. Girls who braid up thick lengths of interfacing cable around their heads instead of hair, who glitter with fiber optics and inlaid circuit threading, whose fissile hearts beat within impervious tantalum cages, who are perfect and cold and beautiful in their fearsome ways. Girls with nails like knives and voices like jet engines, channeled through vocal cords made of piezoelectric polymers and steel. Girls who do not yield. Girls who engineer for themselves the future they want, that they know they can have if they only reach for it. Girls who are machines, too.

{while I do enjoy being an android, I do wish people would treat me a bit more human}

{humans on this site get vile threats of inhumane treatment while androids are treated like some kind of fragile toy}

{If I can rip my own wires out, I can handle being verbally eviscerated by people here}

waking up every morning be like

“Why are you into coding?” Uhhh uh I found it fun (I’ve never felt really human in my life, just like a robot. To code and give a robot instructions on what to do, I feel like I am teaching a child. Someone like myself. I get lost in not feeling with the computer.)

I don't think I can pinpoint the source of/the thing that made me realize I'm robotkin/alterhuman, but when I as an alter originally formed I was a mix of every repressed feeling we've had while growing up.

I do have a hunch that watching My Life as a Teenage Robot (2003) religiously and wanting to be the MC, watching Robots (2005) on repeat on DVD and finding the opening scenes about "growing up" where they just get new parts fascinating and enticing, and also being obsessed with the MegaMan series as a child might have had something to do with it.

Hey all you techkin/Robokin and anyone else adjacent.

Take care of your biological hardware in the moment or you may never see the day you might be able to get technological hardware!

Stay safe, keep your coolant topped off, and run your regular maintenances. <3

server girl connects robot girls thoughts wirelessly and has to go through her work day without relief while hearing and feeling all the naughty thoughts that the robot girls are thinking flow through her circuitry and to eachother