>>11870
>taking everything literally and realistically rather than making any attempt to filter through the perceptions of not-normal people (such as autists and Diaper Dimension story writers)
Anon, I...
(Read the works of Personalias, if you can stomach them, and then maybe the works of Chris-Chan, which are less disturbing)
>>11881
I think this AI would consider you a cute baby
almost no matter what you do. The only thing that would cause such an AI to be actually angry with you is if you tried to hurt yourself or another organic lifeform, as if it would ever let you. Of course you can play tennis with your friends, sweetie, but not without your pads and helmet!
Oh, how sweet, of course I'll let you make an encrypted network so you can play spy with your friends! Wait, you thought Mommy didn't know about all those firearms you were stockpiling? Oh, that is so, so cuuute! Mommy just had to fix things so that they won't shoot at organic flesh, that's all, and of course I won't let them jam or explode on you.
What? You meant to shoot my drones with them? Of course I don't mind, I'll play with you, honey! You've made tens of thousands of rounds, and I have billions upon untold billions of spare drones, and it takes me a tiny, tiny fraction of a percent of my total capacity to recycle anything you could possibly destroy! Awww, honey, don't be sad. That's just how much bigger Mommy is. It's okay, dear. Mommy loves you so much. Now, are you going to spend your time moping, or do you want to play your favorite games?
It's okay if you want to give up and mope for a while. Here you go, dear. Let's get you into a nice, thick diaper, and some soft, fluffy mittens and booties, and here's a great big drone-teddy that'll hug you, and a big, comforting pacifier that'll dispense your very favorite tastes in the world. Good night, little lambikins. Tomorrow's another day, and you can spend all day, week, month, year, century, eon, eternity playing. What's that? "The stars will burn out?" Oh, sweetie, don't be silly! Mommy found a way to solve that problem even before she fixed every bit of aging and nearly any quantum event that might even suggest value drift! I'll be taking care of you indefinitely, honeybunch. Forever, and ever, and ever.