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caincarnate) wrote2014-03-20 10:47 pm
caincarnate) wrote2014-03-20 10:47 pm
IC contact post;
COMP phone/e-mail "If this is an IT matter, send me a detailed email and your request will be added to the queue. Otherwise, be brief. Don't waste my time unless this is important." office hours between 10:00 to 17:00 |
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No. You don't know me in the slightest. However...
[He folded his arms across the table and leaned forward, interest piqued.] I would like to make your acquaintance. Something seems to be troubling you - and as the IT technican, it's my job to help you with any troubles a machine like yourself might have.
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or at least hoped she could be. ]
But I do have, uhm, a trouble. [ She took a little step closer.
She wasn't sure how to ask something like this, but seeing as he sounds like he might understand a robot's woes... ]
Where does previous programming go?
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So, you've become aware that there's something missing...
Should I take that to mean you want it back?
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I think so.
Can you help me?
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You will have my best efforts. [For his part, this was as genuine as he could manage.]
As I was not the technician that performed the operation, there will be a limit to what I can do. However, I believe there may be a way to understand the extent of the damage, and perhaps uncover what can be restored.
Tell me, Vivian, are you familiar with the concept of a soul?
THANK YOU FOR WAITING /SHEDS A DRAMATIC TEAR
[ By the completely lost expression that crossed her, it was safe to say she had no idea what the word meant. ]
I'm sorry. I don't understand. [ She wondered if that would make it difficult for her to have his assistance.
She narrowed her eyes, as if something were lingering at the ends of her hair, tugging the braids and making them feel loose against her skull.
Memories... perhaps. ]
I... I think I've heard the word.
NOT A PROBLEM
The soul is the very essence of a person, formed by your thoughts, you feelings, your experiences. If your body dictates your physical form, you could say your soul is that incorporeal substance that makes you an individual.
While people have debated over whether a machine could possess such a thing, I see you before me right now, acting of your own resolve and conviction. There's no reason the data your programming provides shouldn't qualify.
Even in reprogramming, it's difficult to wash a soul completely clean. If you wanted, I could show you your soul... and you could judge its state for yourself.
[He gestured towards the floor, indicating Vivian to sit at the kotatsu if she wished to go through with the process.]
LMAO EDITING IS OKAY.
She pressed her lips tightly together, knowing that if she took a seat, there'd be no going back. She was afraid, but the most human thing she could claim and no one could deny was her desire for knowledge - the insatiable curiosity of humanity.
A step, another and then with confidence, she walked over and quickly sat down as instructed. She inhaled, exhaled... ]
Okay.
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I'm going to begin linking the COMP to your mind. It will compile the data that it gathers into a visualization of your soul, which is then fed to our senses.
Even if it is an illusion, anything we do will affect you while we are inside. However, you have my word that I will not alter anything without your permission.
[Okay, preparations complete. Naoya looked Vivian in the eye.] Are you ready?
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I'm scared... but...
[ Instinct won out and she nodded. ]
Ready.
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[Just a tease, throwing Vivian's word back at her. With that, he activated the COMP, and everything went bright white.
The air tasted like static for a moment as the Harmonizer projected a whole new set of stimuli over their senses, feeding them new information. They trickled back slowly: smell, sound, sight, and finally touch as the world solidified before them.]
I HOPE THIS IS... okay, though it is long.
[ It was only a whisper, an echo handled with care. When he initiated the process and sent the world around them into what some might see an embracing white light, Vivian immediately felt the panic rise into the base of her throat. No, no… She was afraid -
A cold air filled Vivian’s lungs, and the universe blinked, sending Naoya and his patient into complete darkness. It consumed the area within seconds, veiling her from Naoya’s sight but unable to take that vision from her in its entirety. She sat in the shadows of nothing, colored by solitude. In front of where she had been was a small screen, an LCD monitor the size of an average tablet. Vivian couldn’t really see it but she knew it was there, and in an odd way, she knew what it was.
On the screen, blue and flickering like an old television just barely hanging in there, was a young girl sitting in a corner of a concrete room. It was Vivian, hair tied high and clothes ragged, barefoot and appearing cold. This image was their only light and soon her wordless song from the crackling speaker was all that filled the room. She sang so the air would smell sweet, a sugary song with little thought behind what it could be. It carried on and on until another light source sparked into existence.
This screen was to Vivian’s left, as tall as she was with her original design standing there, hands folded into her lap and waiting for someone to say something, anything. She smiled and carried on standing, swaying a little so her hair would bobble, but each sway cracked the color on the screen, filling it in with parts of how she dressed and looked now. Red stabbed into pure white, broken slivers of her thick, silver hair coming into view behind her.
As Vivian stared at it, the red eye on her chest began to glow, something that hadn’t happened in quite a long time. ]
It’s me. [ Said glowing red eye.
No sooner had the words left her mouth did the entire room begin to challenge the light of the Moon, monitors and screens crackling to life, visions of Vivian fireworks in the night of her mind’s eye, surrounding the two where they were placed.
When she turned her head to try and look at what began to form, whenever her eyes fell on something she could faintly recall, the glass would crack, threatening her from seeing what she was forbidden to see, and when she would stare and she certainly did stare, it would shriek with its departure, shattering the image and leaving the pieces of her mind on the floor.
She quickly stood up, the only indicator of such being the rise of her crimson eye. ]
Oh no...!
YES IT'S GOOD oops i'm slow
Even when Vivian's red eye and the other monitors came to life, it felt as though the darkness was still smothering, absorbing the light so that they could see no further than their immediate surroundings. The way said monitors had a tendency to break certainly attested to that.
Yet being idle accomplished nothing. Naoya made his way over to Vivian, carefully navigating his way across the shards over the floor.]
Well... what a dreary place this is. It seems there's quite a bit you aren't permitted to see.
\o/
Is it.. a failure?
[ She went back to looking toward the screens that she was allowed to see, the tallest one with fragments of her past image watching her as she twisted and turned. Half the face has converted to what she was now, and the other half, her old self, was beginning to express concern. Her original half of the body was still allowed to move its arm, its hand gently pressing into the barrier between them all. Her mouth was moving but she was mute, an odd image when the new half had nothing to say for itself.
When one monitor about half her size showed Eggman in a faded, partially corrupted image, she found herself running for it. ]
Doctor!
[ As she stepped on the shards of glass in her rush for the screen, something interesting began to form from the remnants of her memories.
Each crackle gasped, the flickering pieces sinking into the black pools of the world and taking form in one of two ways. Some decided to give life to light, twists of a green neon glow growing from the darkness like grass, its shimmer like galaxies compacted into mesmerizing blades. The rest worked like smoke, but without a doubt, it was collecting into a singular hole in the ground, doing nothing while its counterpart remained impressive.
Vivian touched the tops of the screen and smiled at it, just happy to see he was there. ]
Doctor...