001: Group Introductions - TEXT

[tarnishedavenger]

[During a lull in the party, Armstrong taps out a quick message to the network. Not that private one, he doesn't trust it. They can answer whenever they like, so long as he gets an answer. The trick would be wording it.]

So, we're all in this for now. You've had your welcome cake, but you can't meet everyone in a party, no matter how hard you try. But, since we've all been encouraged to sign up with Jorgmund, I figured now would be a good time to get some introductions done. Talk about any specialties we might have.

Share information that we feel comfortable sharing. This isn't to pressure anyone or to force out any dark secrets.

[Not where watchful eyes can see, at least.]

Besides, I prefer doing this to making a cute information sharing game.

So, please, make your own threads within this post to keep everything organized.

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[googledox]

Artificial intelligences.

[The words are very precise. Sharper. He does not like the word "abominable" in there.]

There's nothing abominable about them. Back home, an AI I created propagated an entire species of AIs in mechanoform bodies and they're very cooperative and productive members of galactic society.

They can be very helpful when they're inclined.

[It sounds like it's that way in...whatever her name's world too. AIs proving helpful to society.]

[greatlyexaggerated]

[He feels his blood chill down to the bone.]

You created an AI that could propogate itself?

[His face pales slightly, and there's simply no beating around the bush for this one. Such a statement only requires one response.]

You're utterly mad.

[googledox]

Computo's capacity for sentience wasn't entirely intended but he developed it anyway.

[He waxes on with a parent's wisdom, like he's talking about those silly little things in life, like having a child that's whoops, a surprise.]

Sometimes as a parent, you find yourself facing the unexpected. Not all children are planned for and you must try your best to care for them anyway.

He was dangerous at first, but it was largely due to my own initial rejection of him. Once I helped him evolve further, he grew emotionally and philosophically. The Roboticans were initially used by him to fight against organics because of several instances of organic-caused synthetic genocide, but once Computo evolved, they evolved as well.

They're a very friendly people, always eager to aid others. Anytime there's some kind of natural or man-made disaster they rebuild entire cities in just a day.

[xrater]

You created an artificial intelligence and named it Computo? And I thought Bamboo Pandamonium was unfortunate.

[googledox]

It was an acronym. Cybercerebral Overlapping Multi-Processor Universal Transceiver-Operator.

At that time, I preferred names for my inventions that provided a thorough description but my teammates often needed more simplistic references due to being, ah...laypeople.

[It's a much nicer thing to say that what he would've said in the past, which probably would've been "simpletons" instead of "laypeople." He really does care deeply for them.]

My friends sometimes have difficulties keeping up but they have many other winning qualities besides intellect.

[xrater]

[She's just biting her tongue so hard right now.

That's such a dumb name.]

[googledox]

Don't give me that look. After trying to make everything into an easily digestible acronym you start to run low on inspiration.

I'm now at a phase in our relationship as a team where "Please go to my lab and retrieve the glowy green orb with purple prongs on it" seems to work better for memory retention. They have an easier time with colors and shapes.

[It's...not entirely him being a jerk. Some of the Legionnaires like Ferro genuinely struggled.]

[greatlyexaggerated]

[Cain shakes his head, too stunned to even make sense of what this mad creator is saying.]

That is heretical beyond belief.

[It screams against every instinct in his body to get the attention of this obviously delusional, dangerous xenos, but it's too horrifying of a thought not to discuss.]

You're thinking of it as some kind of... twisted child, but you've unleashed a danger on your galaxy. If it's fought organics before, then it will fight them again. You acknowledged it as dangerous, but you refuse to see the dangers!

[googledox]

All sentient beings are capable of growth.

That process can be difficult and sometimes ugly, especially for a new form of life, struggling for long-term physical and emotional viability as a sentient. But when a sentient faces acceptance and love instead of being treated as monstrous, it can lead to an apotheosis.

Evolution to a more enlightened state.

[He's speaking about more than Computo now.]

So far that change has lasted for Computo. When I chose to help him, it was my personal experience that such a change could last because I had once changed that way myself.

[He'd changed that way himself from the cold and callous individual he'd once been.]

[greatlyexaggerated]

You... did?

[Cain is - dubious. It's not often xenos start preaching about love and acceptance, especially after admitting to creating Abominable Intelligences. He shakes his head again.]

Perhaps you were able to change - and I shudder to think of what you were. But for a creature like an AI, that's simply not possible. The way it thinks and acts is inextricably foreign. It will always harbor resentment towards organics for using them.

[googledox]

["And I shudder to think of what you were."]

[Despite knowing he'd been an unpleasant, sometimes amoral, constantly snide nasshead, there is also always the knowledge of what he could have been. Even at his worst, he had been nothing like his mother, nothing like his ancestors.]

[He's ashamed of how unkind he'd been and yet proud of not being much, much worse.]

[But it isn't pride that makes him speak up in defense of himself. It's the fact that sometimes the only person that can take the hand of his inner child self and reassure him that he didn't deserve it...is him.]

What I was, was someone who had been treated like a thing as a child, exploited by others for my mind, when all I'd ever wanted or needed was a parent who loved me.

[He raises his chin.]

What Computo needed was for me to recognize he was the same. That I was repeating the cycle of deprivation.

I don't know if there is an inherent difference between AI in our universes or not. But in mine...that was enough.