'This old old fun center is now yours. And so is this stamp.
Any piece of paper, papyrus, or other thin flat surface that is stamped in the corner will be enchanted. This enchantment is that any one person who writes their name, symbol, or otherwise intentionally marks flat surface on the same side as the stamp will be transformed.
This transformation is into an "doll-nude" (unless you wish to add accessories, but pants are forbidden) anthro animatronic who will accept their new state of being and reason for existence, and their greatest desire will become to entertain or otherwise contribute in some way to this indoor entertainment center. They will respect and obey you as the owner of the fun-center, and thus their owner. They have an extreme resistance or immunity to boredom.
This change is not retroactive, but their transformation will be accepted as a fact-of-life by everyone. The power of the stamp is not obvious unless someone reads these instructions or have it explained to them or is able to figure out the 'outline.'
Mythical robot forms are possible, but their magical abilities will be subtitled with technology whenever possible. Being constructs, using magic can and will drain them and might be dangerous (for them and you). Use caution!
Please treat your robots with respect and consideration, while they are now machines and technically owned by the entertainment center, they are still capable of emotion, forming their own views and opinions, that should be listened to. Intentional abuse or misuse, physical or otherwise, will lead to grave consequences. For you.
The size and infrastructure of the entertainment center will change to accommodate the size of your robot population.
Robots who have dependents are to be granted special permission to leave the fun-center to care for them, and are granted a pension of appropriate size to care for them until such thing as their obligation is fulfilled or concluded or rendered null and void.
What species, shape, and colors the robot becomes are based on the subject's own tastes. But you can decide what purpose they'll ultimately fulfill, from playing music to security, to holding a table up.
WARNING! There is no way to undo this transformation.'
"Well, Robyn, what is it?" Eli asked. The two kids had snuck into the old abandoned fun-center by the by Jade and her entourage of the 'popular kids.' The place had shut down before any of them had been born.
When Robyn found the letter addressed to her, Eli warned against opening it, it was likely one of Jade's pranks... curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back to life.
"This is... this is..." Robyn had always had fantasies of being the princess of her own kingdom, she was no tomboy. But that didn't mean she was pushover, no matter what Jade thought.... Okay, maybe then they wouldn't have possible risked getting criminal records for trespassing if they'd stood up to her. But still... if this was a prank... Robyn still felt compelled to take the bait. Maybe she was just being stupid. But this was a little too elaborate for some joke by Jade.
Robyn took the ink stamp and pad, slammed the symbol on the corner of the instructions itself... and wrote her own name with a sparkly pink pen from her pocket.
There was no elaborate transformation sequence, but Robyn did feel the shockwave... wait... what was this called in science class again? Oh right... a paradox... well, she'd own herself right?
Even if it was as a robot like Robo-Boy on TV, she was still going to be what she'd always dreamed of being...
Her body size didn't increase at all, but her skin and flesh became polished bright blue risen, her figure lost any naught bits, becoming like a doll. Her body was now made out of segments. Her feet were now long with hear shaped pads. Her belly was white. A tiny round ball tail on the end. Her was that of a plastic rabbit doll with segmented ears and green glass eyes. Her hands were more like paws with a thumb. Her insides were now completely mechanical.
Her clothes had vanished, but she now wore a bright purple frilly poncho with sparkles and a heart clasp. In one hand was now a long pink want with a heart shaped glowing jewel atop it. And a pretty gold crown on her head.
She suddenly didn't feel hungry, tired, worried, doubtful, or anything. She knew she was a robot. Her job was to entertain and help everyone be happy. The Fun-Center belonged to her as much as she belonged to it. She felt no regret for the loss of her humanity, or any human connections. She still loved her friends and family, but her Fun-Center was what was most important. A princess had to be loyal to her kingdom first after all.
The dirty office changed. It became bright shiny pink, glowing neon lights, polished marble floors, a desk just Robyn's size, and a recharge station that was just her shape. It stood out from the rest of the place. There was also now a stage in the very next room with seats and lighting and several backdrops for a Magical Girl Princess Bunny adventures!
"YIPPIE! IT WORKED! I'm a magical girl princess! Well, a robot rabbit magical girl princess, but it's still super cool!"
"Robyn? So what does it say?" Eli asked, not reacting all that much to seeing her transformation.
Oh right, the rules said that people wouldn't think anything special about their own change or anyone else's.
Well, she was now a princess of her own little fun center... but what was a princess without subjects?