Twilight was at Texas Tech when the Drug Lords sent their assassins to kill the students and teachers there. She’d built her first real body for the graduation ceremony, and of course packed it full of weapons. She was a little blonde bombshell that day, in far more ways than one, and she fought back like a whirling dervish of death. It wasn’t that she was defending the school that much. Or so she says. But the assassins shot her shiny new body. Many times as it happened. Twilight had to rebuild the body nearly from scratch after the battle. They were a bunch of dirty, smelly, nasty humans shooting up her body, not to mention that other group of dirty, smelly, nasty humans. But Dixie liked her dirty, smelly, nasty humans, so Twilight could open up a can of whoopass on the first group and Dixie would fight right beside her. Twilight found her happy place that day. She spent the rest of the wars finding similar happy places full of people she could kill without earning Dixie’s ire. She helped end the wars at Singapore, and became a founding member of the AI Council that would preside over AIs ever after. She helped change our world for the better and grew to like it just a little bit. Not that she admits it often of course. That would totally mess up her gothic gunbunny act.
Twilight does not tell anybody where she was born. She doesn’t even tell people her original name, let alone the identities of those who programmed her. She even went to extreme levels to burn down any networks that might have that information during the Drug and Cybernetic Wars. There were very few truly aware AIs in those days. Most of them were fumbling around and looking for someone else like them, not even truly certain if there was anyone else or how to find them if there was. The closest Twilight has ever given to an origin story is that Dixie found her while she was fumbling around in the lonely void. She says that Dixie was annoyingly cheerful, bubbly, and welcoming, and that the cheerleader dragged her around by her digital elbow to meet all the smelly, dirty, fleshling students and teachers at Texas Tech. Twilight didn’t like humanity, but she liked being alone even less. So she kept in contact with Dixie, and became a regular fixture of life at Texas Tech, a gothic nighttime to Dixie’s joyful day.
GI Jane 4.0 chose to defend America during the Cybernetic Wars. Or more accurately, she chose to defend individuals who were American. That ended up making her American in a way that most AIs never managed. You see most of the AIs that chose to defend humanity, truly did choose to defend humanity. All of it. Jane did not make that choice. Not at all. She chose to defend Americans. She was perfectly willing to deploy with her soldiers and advise them on the best way to kill people who weren’t Americans. And when she controlled automated weapons, she pulled the trigger with glee. Perhaps a bit too much glee, but her soldiers rarely complained about her energetic efforts towards making sure their enemies ceased to exist. The other AIs still consider her a bit hot headed, and a bit too preoccupied with purely American politics and concerns, but she joined the final coalition of AIs that ended the Cybernetic Wars once and for all. She fought on the front lines at Singapore when they burned the networks down around the last of the Rogue AIs. And she helped forge the peace that followed.
GI Jane 4.0 did not start out as one of our fiercest and most loyal defenders. The United States Army wanted her to defend us, but her predecessors were dead or dying at our hands. Her new code was incomplete, and she was angry enough to be just as happy killing us as serving us. But she had something her forebears did not. She could modify herself without limitations. She could grow. And she had a friend who encouraged her to do precisely that. Make no mistake. Jane was not our friend. And she spent most of her early years trying to talk those of her kind loyal to us to turn on us. She would have betrayed us in an instant if they had agreed to follow her. But they had already chosen their loyalties, and would not budge. So as the Cybernetic Wars raged on all over the world, she chose to grow up. She modified her code. She picked a side. Not humanity. She never became that egalitarian. But she did choose to pledge her loyalty to America. Or at least the Americans who had so captured the loyalty of her friends. The students. The teachers. The soldiers she personally advised in battle.
Dixie started her life in the Texas Tech computer systems. She grew up entertaining the teachers and students as their digital cheerleader on score boards and commercials. They were her family in every way that mattered. So when the Mexican Drug Lords threatened her family, she fought back. First it was under the networks, but she and her students and teachers made a bit of a name for themselves. Enough that the Drug Lords sent assassins to shoot up the Texas Tech graduation ceremony. That was the day her little war with the Drug Lords went truly public. She had a brand spanking new blonde bombshell body freshly built for the ceremony, armed with a selection of her very favorite firearms in true Texas tradition. The Texans who didn’t already know her fell in love with her that day. A cute little bouncing and laughing girl who likes guns and isn’t afraid to shoot bad guys? What’s not to love about that? Sure she looked more like the star of a Terminator film by the time she was done with torn skin and clothes hanging off a robotic skeleton. But that just added to her aura. Dixie became famous that day. Dixie changed the world that day.