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Roses is my attempt to answer the question, "what would happen if Uncle Bob didn't die, post-canon?" Many works have addressed this query – but this one, differentiated by its romantic and reader-insert plot, turns on his nature as a machine becoming a man; that is, becoming a being capable of knowing and showing love. Of course, all are welcome to read it – I hope you enjoy! – though it is intended as a female reader x T-800 fiction.
This series is designed to be as realistic and immersive as possible, given that the message of the franchise (initially) is largely that there is extraordinary in the ordinary and that, accordingly, fate is made in even the smallest of moments, even by an everyman. Accordingly, it aims to consider grand ideas about fate, humanity, and life and love through the lens of little moments in time; for it is in the small that we come to understand the big, and I believe that those moments are the foundation of relationships, forming the patterns of life, as opposed to the major milestones.
In order to realize this goal, all dates and times are correct, and information regarding events, weather, locations, historical and cultural contexts, etc. are accurate to the best of my ability to verify such using the resources readily at my disposal, though I do take creative liberties where proper or fitting. There are some sensitive subjects lightly covered.
The series covers several years, beginning in 1995, just after the events of the second film, and yet is intentionally designed to be ceaseless; there is, happily, no way I could ever capture every moment over the period of this little universe of mine, and I take heart in its accordant flexible nature. It is updated (that is, its stories) whenever I please, without schedule. It is happily neverending; forever and always to be written, added to, and expanded.
It is indeed canon-compliant as well as true to the reality as much as possible, as mentioned. It is not a work of self-insertion, but it is heavily autobiographical...
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