Showing posts with label flashFiction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flashFiction. Show all posts
Monday, July 12, 2010
flashFiction "The Outpost"
Cooper pulls close to the window, views the deep jungle. He thinks of his life, a scientist's dream, a window into the evolution of intelligence itself. His memories are, clearly, a powerful possession--for simple reasons, they stay with him, untouched by jungles. With each passing moment distant pictures of a wife, a family, capture a deeper hold on his thoughts. "You don't believe they sent us here to find only antibodies, do you?" "Yes, I am simply a Biobot so I must believe that." Cooper turns his eyes toward the jungle again, through the cool wet window. His memories seem to be shaking him now. Cooper may be at the beginning of a new approach here, as if there were now some real danger. A danger like no other, beyond beauty and intelligence itself, beyond the craft of logic he perceives in Suzi. The feeling that survival itself has the need for Cooper's expertise. Cooper turns back and says, "I trust you. You are an intelligent woman, artificial or no." Suzi's eyes showed nothing.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Saturday, July 3, 2010
flashFiction-A bioBot Beauty
Suzi's Game
She will not ask the source of the noise; she in reality is not programmed to care of such frivolous things. Suzi, alone in her class of bioRobots, holds no innate interest in the natural world. Suzi simply doesn't see life forms as dimensional entities. It is, Cooper thinks, simply a matter of no ego in her program. Suzi can't imagine an existence more exciting than a flat screen and scanners, image animations, and all the offerings to humans that make they themselves feel more intelligent around her. Yes, their time with her will sooner or later, make them more intelligent. Suzi's game is not to paint others as smaller, her quickness, and lack of ego excludes her from doing that.
Cooper asks,"Did you hear it?" "Did I? Yes, there are some things I just can't help. My scanners were on." "What do you make of it?" "Well, it's a life form." "A tropical plant?" Carter looked serious. Suzie looked serious right back. She says, "Yes." Then she says, "No."
She will not ask the source of the noise; she in reality is not programmed to care of such frivolous things. Suzi, alone in her class of bioRobots, holds no innate interest in the natural world. Suzi simply doesn't see life forms as dimensional entities. It is, Cooper thinks, simply a matter of no ego in her program. Suzi can't imagine an existence more exciting than a flat screen and scanners, image animations, and all the offerings to humans that make they themselves feel more intelligent around her. Yes, their time with her will sooner or later, make them more intelligent. Suzi's game is not to paint others as smaller, her quickness, and lack of ego excludes her from doing that.
Cooper asks,"Did you hear it?" "Did I? Yes, there are some things I just can't help. My scanners were on." "What do you make of it?" "Well, it's a life form." "A tropical plant?" Carter looked serious. Suzie looked serious right back. She says, "Yes." Then she says, "No."
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