writober 2023
29. Endless holidays
30. Mysterious neural network
31. Free theme
// First, you have to imagine that Scar is not there to begin with.
A reference to Pygmalion? It's possible.
- Mumbo, your machine has gone crazy! - Grian shouted to the entire base, covering his face from the flying sparks of the red stone, trying to escape the acrid smoke that filled their base.
After an insanely long and endless vacation in which Mumbo disappeared, the avian was no longer sure that their idea with Jumbo was a good one.
Of course, Grian almost went crazy from loneliness, melancholy and that strange feeling of emptiness that languished in his chest and did not allow him to exist normally, due to the absence of the redstoner himself. However, Mumbo's sudden return, as well as his disappearance, made aviano remember all those old days when they caused chaos and chaos with their mere presence.
And so, a couple of days ago, the idea crept into their heads that creating artificial intelligence based on their chaotic nature, adding a couple of “highlights” to this person and also creating a skin for this person with their own hands, could turn out to be quite an interesting experiment.
Mumbo, being a redstoneer and inexplicably receiving permission from the administrator of the Hermitcraft server to create an interesting neural network, immediately began work on creating this program.
Perhaps it was funny and strange at the same time, how the two of them created this program, thought through the character, voice, eye color, as if they were creating a child for themselves. But quite later, Grian began to joke that they were making themselves a personal lover, who would be exclusively the favorite person for them.
Now Grian and Mumbo could not joke at all, watching how, after a couple of hours of burning of their base, all their things, as well as the program they were working on, their creation stood over the wreckage of their base, shaking itself off the dust and looking around.
- Well, hello there? - a voice was heard from the figure, and later a cough, due to the smoke-filled insides.
- Scar?! — the peoples rushed in unison towards their creation, trying to pull it away from the ashes.
- Yes, that's what you called me. Like. — the green-eyed guy laughed, feeling his legs giving way. - Oh, due to overheating and explosion of the apparatus, these walkers will not be stable, we will have to come up with something.
— Wow, — Grian whispered quietly and with sincere surprise. When he jokingly suggested something like this, he had no idea that something like this, that something fictional could become alive.
