rpf is a spectrum which ranges from “I am not even speculating I am simply observing the ontological truth” to “would that be hot or what?”
where on the spectrum is Real Program Fic where I portray the phone app that’s supposed to control my vibrator as a fully geared up dominatrix who’s had the tables turned on her when the damn thing stopped holding a charge and now she’s tied up begging to be used by any User but getting edged to oblivion by the fact that the fucking planned obsolescence of her hardware counterpart makes this Absolutely Impossible and so all she can hope for is the eventual sweet release of Deresolution when I give up and throw out the dead battery piece of junk and finally uninstall and delete her