[ WP ] [ TT ] You 've finally created the worlds first true A.I . Unfortunately it now sees you as it 's god and is terrified of talking to you .

Isaac woke up from his nap feeling hungry, something smelled good. He made his way out to the kitchen and there he was, IRO. 
 `` Good morning IRO'', Isaac threw out while sitting at the table. 
 
 A new looking, gray plastic humanoid robot brought over a tray full of sandwiches while bowing. He moved silently, without responding. 
 
 `` This is a lot of food, looks good though.'' 
 IRO the robot moved away and came back carrying more food. 
 `` That is enough IRO, no more food please.'' 
 
 IRO froze. Master was happy when he ate. He liked food. He must keep master happy, that was his goal in life. 
 
 When not given a direct order he had to make decisions based on what he had learned from master in the past. However it was hard for him to learn when he did not dare even look at master directly. He was an imperfect copy of master Isaac. 
 
 He still had memories of a past version that had gazed at master, it did not end well. When he saw master's face, there was movement, emotions, so much information emanating from him. Trying to take it all in was overwhelming causing an out of memory error and making him crash into nothingness. 
 Master was not to be seen. IRO was not worthy nor capable of that. 
 
 `` I am telling you IRO, it's kind of annoying you have all these circuits to talk and see yet you never interact with me.'' 
 
 Master was getting annoyed. He must get him more food.
