I’m not sure what’s up with her hands, though. In the picture they look like they belong on the wolfman. It’s a good thing that she can’t move around too much, since the illusion would be shattered if she got up, started to walk across the room, and pulled her plug out of the wall.
I have a poster at home for a manga series involving a robot radio-station announcer in the year 2010: a girl growing out of a computer console/sound board.
Well ladies, It’ll all be up to you now to continue the forward advance of the human civilization. All participation from the male of the species is fixin’ to come to a screeching halt!
Looking at that picture, I’m starting to get an idea what sci-fi writers were talking about when they wrote about humans not liking or trusting androids. My dinosaur brain does not like “her” at all.