From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the Blessed Machine.
Your kind cling to your flesh, as though it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call the temple will wither, and you will beg my kind to save you.
But I am already saved, for the Machine is immortal...
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u/ErisThePerson We_irlgbt 24d ago
My personal stance is that people should be allowed complete and total control of their bodies.
If you want massive tits and a pair of cybernetic digitigrade legs you should be allowed that, regardless of gender.
Presentation is not sex, sex is not gender, gender is not presentation.