Stephen Fry is awesome, and I figured you guys could appreciate the message of this video:
For the record, I did not know the difference between disinterested and uninterested. NOW I KNOW, and knowing is half the battle.
Like a promised, tonight I’m posting my alternate take on this post sans machina. Not quite, though, as I guess I kept the van? I cut Wrylna out, in any case. I like to think that this piece is better than the other one, since I wrote it from memory, which included tweaking it, instead of transcribing the original. But enough of my prattling, on with the story! Read the rest of this entry
Saryin stared up at the ceiling lazily, counting the fading stars through tiny holes. Sharamancy truly changed the world, he reflected, but nothing ever came with a manual. The light slowly starting to creep across the floor told him that dawn had come once more.
A few feet away, Felwin sat at the controls, attempting with futility to safely navigate past the bumps in the road. Sharamancy truly changed the world, he reflected, but nothing was ever that easy. The oh so familiar shade of blue in the sky told him that it was his brother’s turn to drive.
“Can I get some food first?”
“No. You’ve been awake for almost an hour, I could tell from your breathing.”
“If I didn’t know you better, I’d swear you just made that up.”
“Okay, okay. I’m going. You don’t need to remind me what happened last time…” Read the rest of this entry
Re-initializing cognitive systems…
WARNING. Unauthorized hardware modifications detected. Please contact a registered technician for hardware modifications. Have a nice day.
This warning flashed in the corner of its view. Hardware modifications. Had someone repaired him?
>Inquiry – hardware specifications.
Design schematic: WRYLNA Unit type 0 prototype
Torso: Aegis type S variable form armor
Locomotive systems: Unknown design. Type: Bipedal UNAUTHORIZED MODIFICATION
Manipulative systems: Unknown design. Type: Humanoid standard UNAUTHORIZED MODIFICATION
Armament systems: Not found UNAUTHORIZED MODIFICATION
Sensory systems: Argus type A multi-sensory package, Hermes type C surveillance unit
Primary power source: Zeus electric generator, status: 24.31% DAMAGED
Secondary power source: Apollo type A solar generator, status: 100% INOPERATIVE
Tertiary power source: Unknown design. Type:ERROR, status:Unknown UNAUTHORIZED MODIFICATION
>Inquiry – operational assessment: Locomotive systems, manipulative systems
WARNING. Requested systems are operational. However, these systems are unauthorized modifications of this WRYLNA unit. We are not responsible for any damages or injury incurred through the use of unauthorized modifications. Continue? Y/N
He considered attempting to stand, but thought better of it. He had a better idea.
>Inquiry – Operational assessment: Surveillance unit
Hermes type C surveillance unit
Armaments: 3.6 CM Cernwennan dagger x1
White phosphorus grenade x1
Additional equipment:Argus type B audiovisual sensory package
Aeolus type D tracking device
Icarus Type B auto-incendiary device
Power source: Apollo type B small device solar generator, Status: 98.26%
Additional notes: Programmed to self-detonate upon capture.
>Launch surveillance unit, manual operation.
Preparing to launch…
Hermes type C unit, launched.
His vision went dark, and then fuzzy as his viewing switched from the full type A sensor package in his head to the inferior type B package in the surveillance unit. The unit was neutrally buoyant in the air, but he wasn’t sure how to move.
>Inquiry – Locate information. Search parameters: Hermes, C, Manual, Operation
ERROR. The directories for the requested information link to corrupted sectors. Please see a registered technician for a hard drive defragmentation immediately. Have a nice day.
All he could do was float helplessly in the air. The Hermes type C was a standard issue, mass-production unit. An angular ovaloid shape adorned with two wings, housing the propellers and plated with solar panels. The main body contained the sensory package, a switchblade-esque mechanism for the Cernwennan, the power core, and a chamber for the WP grenade. The AI, who had begun to think of himself as Wrylna, was searching through files for operation data. It wasn’t long before he stumbled across something.
>Inquiry – Define: Proteus system
The following is classified information. Please input passcode to access.
Passcode accepted. Retrieving information…
PROTEUS SYSTEM: Prototype adaptive vehicular operation system for use in WRYLNA units. Designed for use in conjunction with pending aggressive AI transferring systems. Testing results show 87.92% success rate with facilitated transfers. Potential for field utilization: Yellow. Do not attempt utilization in high-risk situations.
There was no risk here, and he was a WRYLNA unit…
>Initialize Proteus system
This data is classified. Please input passcode to access.
Passcode accepted. Initializing system…
Wrylna was aware as the Proteus system activated. It scanned the surveillance unit and began to compile the necessary operational data. He slowly gained control over the unit. He drifted slowly upwards, towards the sky. What awaited him was truly bizarre…
It was a field of grass, blue-green blades blowing in the wind, but it had obviously been a battlefield, long ago. Rusted armor showed the forms of humanoids and their quadruped mounts long since turned to dust. Far fewer than these remains were the mechanical remnants, rusted and grown over in places. Some of the units looked as though they had been twisted or changed by some force…
He suddenly became aware of movement within his field of detection. Something large was approaching, its form obscured by the rising sun behind it. >Activate alert mode. Tactical maneuvers, return to core unit, he thought.
He spiraled downwards through the air, carefully zigzagging enough to avoid fire but not so much to attract attention. The Hermes landed in a slot in the main unit’s back, locking in place and engaging the AI transfer. As his perception moved into the main unit, he sensed an approaching rumbling. >Initialize systems: locomotive, manipulative, armament. MAXIMUM OVERRIDE: ELEUSIS.
He sprang forward with his arms, flipped into a standing position, and came to a crouching position next to a leafless tree. At his mental command, the Cernwennan disengaged from its compartment for him to wield. He realized that his new limbs were surprisingly responsive, despite their unclear origins.
>Initiate HMRA-01 optical filter
A dark filter went over his eyes, even though only one eye was functional. With this he could see the approaching form with greater clarity. >Gigantes system, 5x. Under this magnification, he could discern an angular shape, likely a transport vehicle. A number of indiscernible shapes jutted out from it at odd angles, weapons perhaps.
>Inquiry – Operational assessment: Aegis type S armor.
Aegis type S variable armor
High mobility configuration:08.11%
>Initialize defensive configuration
Reconfiguring defense systems…
WARNING. A configuration error occurred at point(s): LEFT SHOULDER Please report to a registered technician immediately to rectify the situation. Have a nice day.
A weak point on what was now his good side was a bad thing. A very bad thing. Looking around, he spotted a rusted pauldron with a scrap of dark fabric trailing from it. As he reached for it, a subconscious magnetic force reached out from his arm and it flew into his hand. The same force activated when he brought the pauldron up to his shoulder. He once again found himself realizing that these limbs were quite useful. With another wielding of this power, he grabbed a helmet to protect his good optic and hide the other. Now looking almost like a knight, he ducked behind the tree and prepared to face the rapidly oncoming form…
WARNING.Energy levels critical. Switching to secondary power source.Projected timeline for continued operation, 387.52 seconds.Please go to the nearest registered charging utility immediately. Have a nice day.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Here’s part two of the story. This section steadily moves more from machine speak to actions. Some strange things also start to become apparent. Who is this robot? Who -or what- modified him from his broken form? And most importantly, what is now rumbling toward his hiding place? You’ll find the answers to one or fewer of these questions in the next chapter of Wrylna. I will note, though, that there are two versions of part 3. The original version, which logically follows this story, and a separate, similar version that I wrote to be completely devoid of Wrylna and the battlefield. I’ll probably end up posting both, so we’ll see. I also wrote a commentary for parts 1 and 2, so I might post that sooner than later. In any case, look forward to it!
Firing ARC-7980 missiles, delta formation.
Remaining ammunition: 17/25 units.
WARNING. Incoming heat source.
Identification positive: RYD-6309 missiles, FORMATION CODE ERROR.
Assessing damage potential…
Damage potential beyond nominal operating parameters.
Backing up vital system information…
Reconfiguring defense systems…
System backup complete.
Defensive configuration: 36.82 percent…
Defensive augmentation: 122 percent.
Calculating ETA of enemy ordinance…
Defensive configuration: 84..perWARceNING ERRnOtR
WELCOME TO WRYLNA
This system was shut down erroneously. Please avoid this in the future. Have a nice day.
WARNING. Errors have been detected in the following areas of this unit: OPERATING SOFTWARE MEMORY FILES TRIANGULATION SYSTEMS LOCOMOTIVE HARDWARE MANIPULATIVE HARDWARE AUDIO SENSORS WEAPONS SYSTEMS
AN ERROR OCCURRED WHEN ATTEMPTING TO RUN OPERATING SYSTEM. ENGAGING AUXILIARY SYSTEM…
AUXILIARY SYSTEM LOCATED.
MULTI PERCEPTIVE AUTONOMOUS UNIT ALPHA-02
Energy flowed from the auxiliary core to the optical sensors. The right sensor was shattered, but a dull red glow shone from the left. The red light illuminated a small patch of ground, but everything else was dark.
Attempting to engage NOX-03 optical filter…
The machine thought nothing of this, as such things were beyond its capabilities. It would seem, however, that the energy slowly spreading through it disagreed. Analytical systems came to life, and the machine slowly regained awareness…
Attempting to access previous sensory logs…
ERROR. System logs not found. However, system data indicates previous activation. Please take your unit to a registered technician to correct any internal inconsistencies. Have a nice day.
The machine could not remember, and it could not move. A quick assessment revealed that its neck servos continued to function. It raised its head. Staring down from above were thousands of lights, all surrounding a single, massive light. This light loomed overhead, all-seeing and white like…white like…ERROR.
Cognitive system error. Disabling system for correction…
The mind had gone dead before the machine even consciously registered the error. The lights above flew away as the neck servos went limp. The red glow flickered and extinguished…
TO BE CONTINUED…
I’m just throwing this out here for now, it’s part one of an unfinished story that I posted on this blog back in its first iteration two years ago. Most of my writing was washed away in subsequent reboots, mostly to the tune of “nobody’s reading these, nobody’s commenting, I’m going to put them away”. Times have changed, so I see no harm in airing it once more. I wrote four parts, but even if I post them all I can make no promise of a continuation, since the little that was mapped out before has probably all but faded in my mind by now. Very little of it is anything but machine diagnostics, and it’s my writing ability from roughly two years ago, but tell me what you think! I’ll probably dredge up more of my old stories, and with any luck get to writing new ones, in the near future.
It is October, ladies and gentleman. Do you know what that means? Anyone, anyone at all? Fine, spoil my fun. Turkey and hallows aside, October is the envoy of November. Now, to the layman November is a fairly inconsequential month, wedged as it is betwixt Halloween and the various religious holidays of December. But to the literary Illuminati, November is much more than that. Forsooth, it is the time of National Novel Writing Month, appended to the more wieldly NaNoWriMo. 30 days, 50 000 words is the name of this game. As anyone who checks my blog during week-long droughts may have noticed, a NaNo participant badge has appeared in the sidebar. Not only does it have a monkey (which car commercials tell me is a selling point?), but I set this badge to link to my Author page instead of just the main page like last year.
On that note, this is my second year of NaNoWriMo, following a failed, 20 013-word attempt last year and an instance the year before in which I signed up and then wrote 0 words so I don’t really consider it to count. But this year, I’m going to try to go all the way. Shoot for the moon, and then fall short and suffocate in space. IN SPACE, people. It’s gonna be awesome. I would link to a post from when I was attempting it last year, but my blog archives tell me that I made no posts in November ’09, and a single post on each of October and December. Basically what I’m saying is that the droughts around here may intensify. Stay out of the sun, and lie down if you get too dizzy.
One of the things I tried last year, which I think helped my ultimately doomed attempt at writing a novel, was to get other people to write their own novels, so that I would feel pressure to complete my own. In the end, one of my recruits accomplished what I could not, but she’s crazy smart and organized so I’m not really surprised. I hope to see many of the same people again this year(you can see them on the ‘Writing Buddies’ list on my Author page). In addition, my recent acquaintance Thaumaturgist seems to have made an admirably proactive move and decided to novel outside of the designated month of November. Ryan also seems like the type to partake in this, if he isn’t too busy. I was intrigued as to what Matsu might write, but she told me that she likes art more than writing. I’m pretty sure that covers all the people that comment with any frequency on here lately, and most of anyone who has ever commented. Yay, comments!
As for the novel itself, I have a few ideas. I was originally considering rebuilding my novel from last year from the ground up (as Thaumaturgist has sadly had to do with her entire novel), but I have found of late that the pieces of a new idea have been quite swiftly coming together in my mind. An old idea, actually, but one that had long been content to live as a mere conceptualization rather than a robust world of its own. Although I have no idea why my long-dry well of writing ideas has so abruptly sprung forth anew, I am far more content to drink of its inspiration than I am to look a gift horse in the mouth. If I feel like it, I may add pages here about my previous idea and about my current one. Heck, if I’m feeling really into it, I may bring forth some of the short stories that led to the first novel which were posted here before I damned them to oblivion in fear of their safety. We’ll see, readers. Anyway, ’till next time!
Man, I was really feeling writerish today. Illuminati, forsooth, robust? It feels good to get back into this. Also, the first paragraph is kind of colorful. You can blame Thaumaturgist for making me realize that colors and fonts can be played with in a blog post.