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Bob, Guardian 452 of System Mainframe ([personal profile] mendanddefend_archive) wrote2008-02-04 05:22 pm
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After his talk with Ray yesterday, Bob resolved to finally make contact with Isaac. Getting permission from Prime is easy enough; hooking up the interface device proves to be a little more difficult, but he manages.

Finally, all the connections are in place. All that remains is to activate the interface, using a simple control switch.

If he had lungs, Bob would take a deep breath. Here goes nothing.

He pushes the button.

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"It's lovely," he says. "What is it like to be live there? What's transporation like? What do you consume? And what do you do for entertainment?"
Edited 2008-02-08 02:13 (UTC)

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac leans back. "That's wonderful. I'd love to visit, meet others like me." He smiles. "And so full of wonders. I'm very impressed - it looks like a wonderful place to live. And you are its Guardian. Does that mean you're the sherriff, come in to clean up the town?"

The last has him temporarily rerender with a cowboy hat and a big badge that says "THE LAW".

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Ewww,' Isaac says. "I hate viruses. They itch badly. Not like spam waves, which feel greasy." He shudders.

"I hope you gave those viruses a right walloping!"

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"That's a very subtle distinction in the eyes of many. It must not have been terribly easy for some people to understand what your purpose was in that situation." He sighs. "And I've been a frightful host - would you like some tea, or coffee, or anything of the sort?"

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It's all a simulation in here, and Optimus let me access his files on how things taste, so I should be able to. Be an interesting experiment, won't it?"

Isaac takes a moment, cupping his hands, and his brow furrows in concentration. Slowly, going from black and white to CGA to EGA to VGA and rendering up to photorealistic, a pair of mugs appear in his hands.

And there is the smell of coffee.

"I think I slowed down the email in Europe doing that," he says, handing one of the cups to Bob.

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"That's terrible. You really should have that option. It seems so unfair." He takes a sip from his cup. "A bit strong for me." He puts the cup down.

"It all sounds so glamorous - people from everywhere meeting and talking and having fun. I know there's more than that, but that's how it sounds." Isaac smiles. "And it's brought a pair of cousins together to meet and talk, That's worth a great deal to me."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Please, ask." He smiles. "I don't get to talk to many people, so I may be a bit of a chatterer."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Isaac pauses.

"I knew there was a program there of a kind I didn't know; I didn't know it was you. It was so different, so complex, I was going to move it and analyze it. My attention get a little divided, and I missed the chance... which is good, because, um...." He has the grace to look uncomfortable.

"The analysis programs I use can be a bit destructive if I don't pay attention and just let it run. So understand: I am glad I missed you, now that I know what happened."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Another pause and uncomfortable look.

"It would have told me about you completely... and possibly at the loss of your coherence as a runtime entity. If that had happened..." He pauses. "But it didn't, and the information I have from Optimus Prime has let me craft new programs to notice other Sprites so that I can help them get back where they came from. I made certain of that. I've been forced to terminate some programs in the net, but none of them were provably intelligent."

"I would hate to ever do so, unless it was something so rapacious and destructive there was no other choice. And I would have been very sad if I had done something to you, Bob."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Well," Isaac says, "seems I've buggered this up, then."
Edited 2008-02-08 05:39 (UTC)

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry - I'm not very good with reading people. No experience. I thought I'd offended you or scared you." He sighs. "I spent a great deal of time avoiding being found, and that leaves a... tendency, I suppose." Isaac takes a deep breath.

"I do apologize if I've done that - offended or scared. It really wasn't my intent."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I have the same problem, just at a different scale. The users, the people, they don't know about the fact that the network their world has become dependant on is alive now. I have a responsibility to them, to keep it working because if it fails, I will die. And now I realize that I, without knowing, nearly destroyed someone... in a way it makes me no better than those Users. I do not want to say, 'oops, I was ignorant' as my answer." He points at the screen, which changes to show two humans talking, and one with skin like polished ebony offers the skinny pale man a choice of a red pill or a blue pill.

"They may never truly understand, Bob, until they can look outside themselves. So few humans really can do that, and I wish I could tell you how to make it better without risking your own existance. All I can do is tell you I hope. I hope someday I can reveal myself without fear; I hope someday Users and sprites come to an accord and there is a way for Games to happen without destruction. But you may not see that day... perhaps your children, or theirs, will."

Then he chuckles. "I spend too much time with Optimus Prime. I'm sounding like him now."

[identity profile] autocommander.livejournal.com 2008-02-08 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I just thought it sounded a bit like him. I'm still working on finding my own voice, really - until I revealed myself to him, I had no one to talk to. I just gathered information and acted on it." He chuckles. "And now my cousin comes calling, and I am pleased as punch to meet him."
Edited 2008-02-08 06:18 (UTC)