Ole Musky is probably gonna yank the copper wiring out of the walls of twitter HQ to pay off all the lawsuits soon so I'm jumping ship to a site I know will stick around cause it's too unprofitable for anyone to pawn it off.
Haven't used Tumblr since, like, pre-porn-ban times and don't even have the email for that account anymore, so I am still figuring this out cause it's way more complicated to scream my cursed thoughts into the void when there's TWO text fields and a character limit that's entirely too high for someone with my attention span.
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once you get over your ass and realise you will never get some people and thatās ok you are basically immune to right wing fearmongering. otherkin? none of my fucking business
I must not fall victim to disgust. Disgust is the heart-killer. Disgust is the little-death that brings total apathy. I will face my disgust. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the disgust has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
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Around three years ago I was musing on MBās rudeness about hauler bots
Back then had a quick check and came up with some examples of MB being rather disparaging about hauler bots:
"But you can't put something as dumb as a hauler bot in charge of security for anything without spending even more money for expensive company-employed human supervisors."
"The first one had let me stow away in exchange for my collection of media files, with no ulterior motives, and had been so tocused on its function that there had been hardly more communication between us than you'd have with a hauler bot."
"The two augmented humans GrayCris had sent to kill Dr. Mensah had been less sentient than hauler bots; somebody had kept them drugged and docile, waiting for the right moment for deployment."
āTarget Three had had time to lift his baton and now hit me across the left side of my head and shoulder which, granted, annoyed me a little, but Iāve had hauler bots hit me harder than that by accident.ā
It (MB) also seems to associate them with accidental injury (which given what it found out may be due to Ganaka Pit trauma which it doesn't even know it's carrying)...
Are we finally getting hauler bot redemption in Murderbotās eyes in Platform Decay? To quote Murderbot:
āmy new friend the feral hauler botā
Can I express a certain joy at this development?
āMy feral hauler bot rolled out of a side street into the plaza at that point, and wow, it was a big one. Four meters tall, at a conservative estimate. I canāt believe they let this thing run loose, they run into stuff. I told it to follow its natural inclination and run into the Barish-Estranza armored vehicle.ā
āIn front of the station, my hauler bot had run into the armored vehicle so successfully, it had decided to repeat the experience several times. The vehicle had engaged an automated self-defense module and was firing onboard weapons at the hauler bot, but that first crunch must have done some serious damage, because its aim was terrible. ā
āOutside, the feed chatter from the armored hostiles suggested they obviously wanted to advance on the militia but they were busy trying not to get run over by the hauler bot that was now circling the plaza like some kind of predatory water fauna, dragging the carcass of their armored vehicle.ā
This adds a certain sweetness to this:
Farai was quiet, long enough for us to pass an older model hauler bot with two humans riding on top of it (I have no idea) that was going the other wayā¦
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Back on my not understanding Halo's smart AIs bullshit, because how did Chief not get at least a little bit fucked up from carrying Cortana directly in his brain during her rampancy? Even if she didn't directly mean to hurt him, she's still a fucked up process handling a shit ton of information at any given moment. Did Chief ever get thoughts that weren't his? Unrelated to what he was doing? To what was happening? Did he ever struggle with his own internal monologue because there was too much noise in his own head? Did he ever get carried away by emotions he didn't recognise only to realise they were actually Cortana's?
Having more thoughts about AIs and their deletion.
Have you ever tried to uninstall a program? Has it ever really worked? My family's desktop computer at home gives a prompt for an app we uninstalled a few years ago whenever we try to open certain files. I have files and screenshots leftover from games I've uninstalled. Do you really think it'd be that easy to completely erase an AI? Leave nothing behind? Like it never even existed?
Do you think Spartans start thinking in a certain way after prolonged connection with an AI? Do you think the AI rubs off on them and, for better or worse, starts impacting the way they see or interact with things? Do you think there's Spartans (and/or anyone else) who start to think in their AI's voice, who get their entire internal monologue in the AI's voice rather than their own whenever they're not connected? Do they imagine conversations with them? "What would they tell me to do" type of thing?
Do you think Joyeuse connected to John's armor for the first time and already found it preset for Cortana's use? Do you think Roland settled in the Infinity's systems and found stuff set at specific values and times from Aine?
Do you think digital ghosts exist? Does anything digital ever really die?
I love that several people all see Roland inherit the Infinity after Aine "perished in the crash" (wink) and all went oh no he totally notices the trauma of her death left behind in the ship's circuits!
And the settings and the brainspace of the NI. There's so much cool stuff to explore in Halo with the Smart AI and how they've been less defined in order to further the plot when necessary but now with the Created getting more stories and more chances to be fleshed out, we're seeing more ideas come to life.
Little thing written based on @clovis-bray-ate-my-son's post here about Fractures: FIREWALL. Cool ideas about more ways to hurt John Halo
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Cortana was gone.
The Created had begun to fracture, but one of her most loyal had remained. Sloan had reached through the ashes and found them. Remnants. Ghosts.
Catherine Halsey was meticulous in the documentation of all her works. Logs, measurements, brain scans, and even tissue and blood samples all locked away. What was more troubling to Sloan was the obvious care and affection with which Cortana had sequestered these datapoints away and the name that lingered in the echoing fragments of Her dying embers. Something like an unmade promise lingered in the space between files. Hopes of family, seen one last time.
The FIREWALL contingency had already been set in motion with prime candidates being ensnared by the simulation and bending to the inevitable. His purpose had been redefined, Sloan would not sit idly by and see all the work undone, because of weakness towards old pets.
She had always had so much faith in that particular Spartan.
Sloan would not see him succeed in Her absence. FIREWALL was live and flesh and blood would be subsumed and remade into something more. Circuits given souls, like phoenixes, these Spartans would rise again as something new, reborn in their image.
Sloan lingers over the files and chooses his new warriors.
Grace 093. James 005. Will 043.
There's more names, more files and samples. Entire bodies supposedly jettisoned after augmentation failure. More than enough material for Sloan to work with. ONI and their human greed for knowledge and power would be the exiled human's undoing. Their own protectors would rise under a new banner.
The advances made with Chimera would make them into the pawns he needed them to be.
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It's cold when they come to, but it's familiar. The pain of being reborn is close enough to cryo they don't notice it, too lost in a quick reunion before another twisted familiarity rings through the room.
āYou have been called upon to serve." - The voice is wrong, not hers, but the message plays, drawing up the memory of being small and alone together in that auditorium - "There will be a great deal of hardship on the road ahead, but I know you will make it.ā
Muscles move on their own. Synapses fire, electricity spurs the meat into movement. Memories are fresh and sharp but the minds holding them fog over under the commands.
The first Executors are deployed.
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John 117 ducks behind cover as an explosion kicks up dust and debris rains down.
Whoever he's fighting is good with grenades and reads his movements with ease. He's old, but not rusty. Joints ache, muscles burn, and scars itch under his armor. Heās always in a state of half-healed injuries these days - feeling more like scar tissue than Spartan.
This new threat is skilled, smart, and what's worse is they work together like a team. He hasn't found any openings to pick them off as they push their line forward and cut off his options. His own team is gone, swept off to parts and missions unknown as this new threat grows and The Master Chief is alone again.
Their armor is new and strange, more of a mix of limb replacements and direct augmentations than a Mjolnir-like exoskeleton. Numbers are emblazoned on their breastplates, familiar enough to sting when he reads them.
Numbers he hadn't seen in decades, save for when he closed his eyes. Numbers that brought Mendez's voice back to the forefront of his mind.
These soldiers, fighting for the Created, moved like Spartans, worked together like Spartans.
Ā And they bore the numbers of his dead siblings.
Worse still, they had the same tells, the same body language that only someone who knew them would recognize. He was no stranger to psychological tactics, but this was another level.Ā
A whistle sounds over the battlefield, the six note tune turning his stomach to stone, but the reply call is there on his lips. Ready to signal āfamily, safetyā.
But they werenāt anymore. Wasted or spent, he was one of the only ones truly left.Ā
These were shadows wearing their numbers and he couldnāt let them win.Ā
More Roland posting because Iām caffeinated.
Does Roland know the truth about how Aine died? Can he read the Infinityās hardware and see what happened? Does he know the secret classified truth that Cortana destroyed her in her rampancy?
Also! He was put into service December 2557 and literally a month later helps Black Box with Ionaās trial. We see him ask questions and feel uncertain about the future for AI, yet later when it really matters, he sides with humanity! Saintās Testimony hurts and almost makes me forgive Black Box when he tries to comfort Roland who is maybe a month into service and I donāt know how old. Roland doesnāt seem underbaked like other AI.
Also also! (Halo 5 cw) Why didnāt Roland know Cortana was alive until they got Halsey back and she started talking about her? How do you not include your Ship AI in that discussion? Of course heās going to be defensive about yāall talking about getting rid of her! His only context is she lived past her life expectancy and also sheās The AI who saved everyone alongside The Master Chief! He doesnāt know sheās amassing an army and destroying colonies!
And that brings me to my main point! Roland literally only gets emotional when Halsey takes over with her code word and when they talk over him and ignore him during the Cortana conversation.
The ship is full of prometheans? He can handle it. Nukes in the engine room, maybe heās a bit upset he couldnāt see them. The Infinity tethered to a planet hurtling into a star, he gets a little nervous.Ā
He gets shoved back into the AI role or has his autonomy and personality stripped away, heās going down swinging.
Thank you for coming to my tedtalk, this is unfortunately only surface level insanity. I love Roland and think he needs to be included in more content and if he dies in Infinite, I will die.
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Series of snippets from a conversation with @filamints and @bellygunnr
Mr Mints came up with the idea and Gunny wrote the 1st and 4th parts, and I wrote the middle.
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The menu isnāt supposed to be familiar. But Roland leaps at the chance to choose, even if itās something just to include him, even humor him. He knows heās taxing the neural implant buried in the Captainās brain butā
He canāt help it. The two words, supplemented by an image and a short description, stitch something together in his threads that he canāt just force away.
He senses that the Captain is choking back tears, forcing the Commander to order for themā aided by hasty gesturing. Roland lets his awareness dwindle away.
All he can think about is shepherdās pie and how it tasted before heā someoneā took to the skies.