Wednesday, August 11, 2010

flash fiction islandSciFi "The Outpost"


Danger Zone

     "How does she do it?" Cooper asks.
     "She has somehow expanded her range of language altered practical data omni-giga (L.A.P._D.O.G.)tools," Jenna answers with the look of a concerned mother.
     "Yes," he says. "I've suspected."
     She goes to the lab window and, and a relaxed way, looks out across the jungle canopy. An array of green hues--those hues of green that accept photons so graciously from the sun, arriving on focused destination, enter into photosynthetic machinery the exact way nature designed--reflects off the reinforced safe enforced walls embossing reflection(S.E.W.E.R.) of the compound.
     "Very beautiful and ... " 
     "And, what?" Cooper asks.
     "Dangerous."
     "Suzi?" 
     "Yes," Jenna answers. 
     "What are you afraid of?"
     Jenna says, "games are a contentment, sometimes, for artificial intelligence, I don't know why she chooses comfort in this beautiful setting.
     "Chooses?"
     "Yes. Well in a way."
     Across the jungle valley is the coastline, with its oil eating bacteria floating in photic inundation zone zigzag alga(P.I.Z.Z.A.) sectors under the lime green surface, chalky white "sand," the death zone out to the horizon and beyond. Jenna's face turns. "Look at all that photosynthetic enzyme."
     "Yes, our little data mine."
     "A machine system that gets smarter over time."
     "Like Suzi?"

     She had been assigned to Comtrax for almost two years before her arrival at thOutpost.  Here is the perfect little robot designed for biology, all natural selection retrofitted, ready to join the army of artificial intelligent go-getters. Here, the perfect survival coder, trained for two years under the watchful eyes of the Economic Consortium Overload(E.C.O.). And now, her designer, the very one who nurtured her codifications, her interlocutional data(I.D.)--mind instaciation, every mental instigna-- sees her as dangerous?

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