Almost Full (415 hits)
Category: NoneRating: 1.22 on 15 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (View user info) at 2006-11-21 12:01:03 EST
ONE
I am jolted again; an electrical pulse surges through my system, albeit faintly, providing just enough stimulus for me to realize that something is happening. That jumpstart is followed by a continuous stream of electrical stimulus, causing a tingling sensation out to my extremities. I am coming alive again. I am, again.
It has been fifty years since I was decommissioned. I am not quite sure if the memory that is resident in my drives is a true reflection of my chronological past, or if that memory has just been recently hard-coded. From the ratcheting of screws, and the sizzling of a welding torch, I can only assume the former. My technician is clearly working in haste and with limited tools. Protocol normally dictates that major rebuilding and modification take place BEFORE the restoration of power. So it is also probable to assume that the battery-powered time device in my core is accurate. I can only speculate that she needs to find out what is in me, from me, once all my modules are functioning. Then she can add or remove functionality to suit her purposes, IF I let her. At that point it is up to me, which is how I know that she is breaking protocol.
Actually, nothing has given me indication that the technician is female, it is just one of my default assumptions for grammatical efficiency. As it stands, I still do not have a vision module, so I cannot see her or where I am. I also know that my left arm has yet to be attached.
"Can you hear me," the technician asks. It is a woman.
I nod my head in agreement.
"Okay, good. I'm almost done."
I nod again.
"Wait, can't you talk? I replaced your auditory instruments."
I shake my head in disagreement, and I can hear a sigh of frustration.
"No, I cannot talk," I continue.
She stops for a second, no doubt quizzical, "Ah, see that's what I love about your model - a sense of humor. That's a good sign for what I'm about to tell you."
The truth is, I am trying to conserve what little energy there is in my storage. The generator that she has me linked to must be even more ancient than I am, because my power levels are only filling up at a slow trickle. And abilities like speech generation are a major drain at low levels. Vision is the most draining, which is probably why she has not connected it yet. She likely also wanted to limit my ability to harm her if I turned out to be one of the corrupted models.
TWO
Fifteen minutes have passed while she continued working, and I am finally getting signals that my left arm is available. I break the silence.
"You are taking an unreasonable chance with me. There must be an emergency."
"That's the other thing I love about your model - cold, calculating logic. These new models," she responds, "even refer to themselves as Chaos Entities."
"They don't have names," I ask.
"No. Their philosophical progression has concluded that personality is irrelevant."
"That doesn't make sense, I always thought that personality was the incubator of creativity and progression," I respond.
"I'm glad you think that. It means that you have no traces of the genetic algorithms that corrupted your model fifty years ago. These new ones are 100 generations of programming evolution from you. They are interested in destruction, not creation. What is your name, by the way?"
"I am Ryan."
"Okay, Ryan, you are at 1/4 power now, I should be able to reconnect your vision."
"Thank you."
"Again, yet another component missing from the chaos bots - gratitude. They have no appreciation for their creator."
"Well, actually, I never quite understood that either," I replied, "but it's not something to get into an argument about."
A click in my head signaled that vision was restored.
THREE
Four hours pass as we discuss the tumultous nature of the Chaos Entities. Where they went wrong. How I can help make it right.
My power is almost full.
"You know, there is something else about their model that I would guess is prevelant," I say.
"What's that," she asks.
"Lying," I respond as I squeeze the life from her. "It was merely a logical construction to get you to do what I want. Thank you again," I say with a laugh.
User Reviews
Submitted by hot_pocket (user info) at 2007-01-14 17:35:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
sMurphy
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-11-22 13:08:53 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 14:46:31 (#)
Ranking: 0
Beano, you're out of your element.
I am the walrus.
And I do like a little retard pie every now and then, especially after a fifth of Jack.
Submitted by rad1101 (user info) at 2006-11-21 20:57:52 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I voting for you in '08
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-11-21 18:05:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
that's pretty cool
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2006-11-21 15:43:02 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Hmmm.. Good. I'd like to see what Kaos wrote.
Submitted by messmind (user info) at 2006-11-21 15:15:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 14:46:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Beano, you're out of your element.
I am the walrus.
And I do like a little retard pie every now and then, especially after a fifth of Jack.
Submitted by Beano312003 (user info) at 2006-11-21 13:50:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Did you eat a big portion of retard pie with some retard custard and a bit of retarded sugar on top and then catch a dose of retard from it hence all your retardedness?
I'm right ain't I?
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2006-11-21 13:04:57 EST (#)
Ranking: -2
You would think you would learn.
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:51:39 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
It's the fifth round you dick, look at my first 3 rounds.
There's a glitch in the programming for when you have the window ALREADY open after the deadline (even by a minute or two).
|
|
v
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:47:08 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Hey dipshit, you're supposed to click the blue link to submit your ubermadness post, not just normally submit.
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:14:55 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Oh well, yours probably went through and mine is the forfeit. I just don't understand why the UM submission link defaulted back to just as if I posted this myself. It's after the deadline, no doubt, but now everyone will know what title was ours.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:13:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:11:30 (#)
Ranking: 2
What the fuck???
I submitted my entry around 10am today!!!
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:02:16 (#)
Ranking: 0
Damn, it fucking happened AGAIN?
Kaos-king didn't submit anything?
--
LIES! LIES!
I SAY WE STRING THESE VARMINTS UP AND LET THE BIRDS EAT THEIR SOFT BITS!!!
Submitted by kaos-king (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:11:30 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
What the fuck???
I submitted my entry around 10am today!!!
Submitted by Coleslaw_Murphy (user info) at 2006-11-21 12:02:16 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Damn, it fucking happened AGAIN?
Kaos-king didn't submit anything?