Moe

• Overview

1.0 Background

1.1 Appearance 

1.2 Personality 

1.3 Etymology 

1.4 Game Interactions

1.5 Relationships

1.6 Trivia

1.7 Literature

• Gallery

1.0 Gallery

Moe is a Y2K-inspired humanoid robot who appears organic from the wait up with the exception of a coiled black metal neck. Their bottom half is mechanical with welded metal and computer mice in the place of feet. They also have a light blue electrical plug with wing details attached to a black wire as a tail. Moe has two "cat" ears that resemble a hand-held console controller, the right ear featuring XBOX buttons. The other ear is mostly covered by a yellow flip-phone in which a blue Tamagotchi is dangling from. Their hand is adorned with a hovering halo in the form of a CD. Below their right ear are a scattering of a couple konpeito star candies and another dangling charm, this time in the shape of a star. On each side of their head are transmitters which resemble what would be ears in a human. The transmitter on the right also extends to a headset microphone. Also featured are various hairpins such as a red triangle, the Earth, the Internet Explorer logo, a computer cursor, a maroon bow, and a frutiger aero icon. They wear a frilly pastel pink nightshirt with long sleeves that have three maroon bows each covering their hands. There is also a large central maroon bow with a cursor pin that connects to a collar of the same material. The right sleeve features a music player design in which the album cover is an aero frutiger image. Moe has a matching set of plain maroon undergarments, which aren't particularly necessary seeing how Moe is a robot. They wear knee-length socks with the TV static color bar colors, but are covered after the black section by pastel pink legwarmers. The legwarmers are decorated with various items including an old YouTube logo with color bars, a smiley face, and a Furby on the right leg, and a double whole note pin, konpeito, a closed flip-phone matching the other phone, and the Windows logo on the other leg.

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The name Moe comes from Japanese "萌" which means "bud" or sprout" this is reflected in Moe's sprout-shaped ahoge.

This name was chosen in reference to the video game, MOE Can Change! ~Me & MyRoid~ as a combination of the "moe" art style and robots.

Moe's internet safety beYouTuful channel, Be MOE Safe, can be viewed in Admit One. 

• Corn Syrup is rumored to have his own consciousness and is linked via hive mind to Moe

• They have no recognized nationality, but were built in Türkiye alluding to a Turkish identity 

“Frutiger Aero died when the faith in the better future died.” - feline99

It was never about things being literal. Even as a child, just barely conscious and able to perceive the world, we never expected bubbles in the clouds being serenaded by tropical fish. It was never about corporations, as yes frutiger aero was a marketing technique, but that’s not what it meant. That’s not what it was meant to mean. It was a creative representation of what the 21st century was promised to encompass. Frutiger aero may only be an aesthetic, but it was based off of morals and philosophical ideals and thus consequently perpetuates those ideas, especially as it’s one of the only remaining links to this romanticized past. Yes, things are “better” now, yes life was “harder” than, but that’s not the point. 

That was never the point. 

The Internet was born in 1983 and appeared in the modern home in the 1990’s. For the first time in not just human, but the entire history of existence, there was never a faster, easier, or smoother method of communication. This was going to revolutionize the world and give rise to unimaginable advancements. Although created earlier, the 21st century was going to be the torchbearer, the “Y2K Problem,” everything, and all life as any life knew it, was about to change.

We were told it would change for the better. 

We never expected rolling hills of verdant grass reflecting the subtle sheen of giant tablets, we expected the message that this artistry represented. “The future is bright, it’s all up to you” (1999). Frutiger aero symbolized a connection between advanced technology and nature. However ironic it is, the rise of electronics was meant to restore our connection with nature, not destroy it. The internet was designed to be another tool, nothing more. While the world was far from becoming it, we, the children that this was promised to, hoped that someday far in the future the world would be a kinder place and that we would make that happen. We were told that past wrongs would be corrected, and together as a universal society we would march into a bright and unknowable future in which after centuries of war and degradation, we would finally start to heal. Not to be saved, but offer the potential to be saved. Not in spite but especially because of events such as the 2008 economic recession. We were told that no matter how bleak the circumstances, even if we ourselves never see the day, it will be ok in the end. We will metaphorically float upon verdant grass as 99 robot fish swim by.

There is also, however, the literal part of it. Not necessarily the future we were promised, but the one we expected. How do you suppose a child, who has not yet lived to double digits, to process the passing of time? When the world is no bigger than your elementary school, how can we imagine how fast time flies by? To a child, the 90’s and 80’s were centuries ago, not decades. It is inconceivable that every single aspect of life and the very concept of life itself would change only in matter of years, or even months or days. We knew it would not last forever, but we thought we had time to experience it. We thought we were going to get closure and could properly say goodbye before it was gone forever. 

So many a person gleefully skipped through the toy sections of stores and giggled in awe at the rainbow assortment. Back then, everything was colorful, everything was designed to be fun. And by that I mean everything, not just toys. Soap bottles had decorative designs, everything was neon, carpets encapsulated space, and everything was feel-good with a smiley-face sticker slapped on. Many of the wonders of this age, however, had an equally colorful price tag to match. It was ok, because the future would stay like this, right? We may have nothing now, but it will be ok in the end. We will grow up, get good jobs, live in our own houses, and we can buy whatever we want. Everything will be waiting for us.

Walk into a LEGO aisle today and all the products are behind locked doors of tainted glass. The boxes are minimalistic and mainly targeted at adults. It’s plain, elegant but utterly defeating the purpose. Every soap bottle looks the same, just the factory-manufactured pastel cut-outs with a logo of some sorts. The world isn’t colorful anymore. It’s bleak and dry and honestly, depressing. 

But regardless of your stance on entertainment and aesthetics, the world has fallen in so many ways. Owning our own house, something that was taught to be standard and the expectation, is now for most of the population no longer possible. Whether it actually helps or not, employers want to see college degrees, but higher education is so expensive it’s barely an option. Essentially, go to school to get a better job but get a better job to go to school. The entire point of inventing minimum wage was the idea that someone should be able to support themselves and a family on that alone, but now you would need to work multiple minimum wage jobs to meek out a living on borrowed land, and forget about an education. With loans and rent and bills and taxes, there is no room for entertainment, for family, for joy. There is no time or money to live. So what’s the point of living at all? The only reason we wanted to grow up is to experience what was around when we were kids, so now that it’s gone, why grow up? Why not just die here, while we still know what happiness looks like?

There was a text post describing the concept of “Heck”, a milder version of Hell in which you live a normal life with constant minor inconveniences. That’s the world we live in today. Frankly speaking, today’s society is considered a dystopia. It’s somewhat humorous, we always imagined rebel gangs and dark skies as drones fly overhead. But no. We can’t even have a promised disaster. We were supposed to fix the world, not break it.

“The future is bright, it’s all up to you” but it never was. We never had a choice. All at the whims of people older than us, our future has been destroyed. Life will never be the same, and I fear it was not in fact for the better.