[name redacted] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
ugh_emotions) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
unfinishednetwork2026-01-10 11:20 am
ugh_emotions) wrote in unfinishednetwork2026-01-10 11:20 am
FeedLog01.entry
[Surprisingly quickly after the arrival of the recommended reading, a typed rant appears on the bulletin board. It is not signed.]
This Twilight book is fucking terrible and here is why:
In conclusion: it sucks.
This Twilight book is fucking terrible and here is why:
- It's boring
- It's a stupid romance
- Uses way to much of that thing where like, things are emphasised a lot. Hyperbolic, or whatever
- Story structure is shit, most of it is about the stupid boring romance with the stupid boring characters, and then hostiles appear out of nowhere without even one scene ominously hinting about their existence
- Planetary Security in this place sucks
- The stupid fucking love interest Edward also sucks and is clearly hostile
- If Bella has to have a stupid love interested she should pick someone less likely to murder her
- He admits to wanting to eat her
- He breaks and enters into her sleeping quarters, as well as other clear stalking behaviours
- Seriously he keeps going on about how much he wants to eat Bella, what the fuck
- Why is she not concerned about this, does she want to fucking die
- Bella is also terrible. And boring.
- (Also Edward liking her smell is disgusting, that's just gross)
- The hostiles that arrived at the end distracted from the stupid romance plot, so I guess that sucked slightly less than the rest of the book, but it was still badly written and fucking stupid
In conclusion: it sucks.
no subject
Tourist planet simulation thing that is also somehow not really a simulation, I guess.
no subject
Private
Re: Private
Then this is how I understand it: until a matter of months ago, Laina and I were part of the story of the simulation that Hikaru and his friends played as a game of pretend. Then it was attacked and the gods of the simulation, who are very sophisticated machine intelligences, tried to save the people who were playing the game by moving their minds elsewhere, because otherwise they would have died in the attack. They did this hastily and grabbed the people made for the story as well as the people who were playing and put their thinking minds and our unthinking minds in the same kind of container. And then Laina and I Woke Up and began to think on our own.
So you see, I have been keeping a secret from you: though I am a person now, I wasn't always. You already know that Hikaru knows, because he told you about the simulation. The only other person I have told directly is K, because of something he told me.
And just assume private from now on
[And then it has to pause for a little bit, and have an emotion at one of the things she said.
She wasn't a person. She wasn't, but now she is.]
You were a simulation. But now you're not.
[Then it sends her a ping. Through her feed device, not through the journals. Just a simple ping. An acknowledgement. She's an MI, like it is. Even though it hasn't told her that.]
Re: And just assume private from now on
Yes, I'm a person now. Everyone who was in the simulation as a character in the story is a person now. There are many of us that are unaware that we weren't people before, but after we Woke Up, Laina knew something was different and so together we staged a ritual to ask the gods about it.
(Laina is a much beloved servant of the god of knowledge, Gnomon, who was one of the most important machine intelligences overseeing the simulation. From what I understand most language and communication used inside it was their province.)
Anyway, the gods explained to us about Mundus-Chimera (the simulation) and how we had been unthinking characters in the story who could only react in ways written into us, but when they moved us all to Mundus Prime (the reality) after the attack and gave us the same resources they allowed the held minds of the players, we began to expand to fit, which is how we Woke Up. (Which they are not unhappy about, even though it was unintentional. I think that they like having proper children who they can converse with.)
And then I was charged to go among the stranded players of the simulation and learn what I could of who sent the attack. That is how I met Hikaru and his friends from back home.
no subject
[Sounded like the latter, maybe. But it was kind of hard to tell. Siobhan's descriptions were confusing.
There's something else it needs to ask, though. Something important. So a second message comes, 3.2 seconds after the first.
For this message, it switches to the feed. It can't write this.]
I need to ask. Do you have anything in your systems that controls you? Makes you do what it tells you to?
no subject
I mean that there's a difference between a machine intelligence that can think properly and is self-aware and sapient and something that's behaving like a person but isn't self-aware or thinking. I used to be the second, but now I'm the first, because they put me into something that gave me the capability to become the first.
I think that means I got upgraded? But I'm not sure.
[She replies over the feed,] No, nothing. At the most I might get advice or suggestions, but nothing that will force me to do anything.
no subject
[at nearly the same time, it continues in the feed]
Okay. That's good.
...The friend you keep talking about is also a bot, aren't they?
no subject
She's another machine intelligence, yes. But with more knowledge than me.
no subject
[It also wants to know why she apparently has a gender. Which is weird, for a bot. But a human wouldn't think to ask that sort of thing; they always thought genders were normal.]
no subject
no subject
[A partition, then. Like when ART split parts of itself to become ART-drone, or ART-pilot.
...It is kinda weird, though. They're talking about this bot, who is in Siobhan's systems. But it still hasn't heard one peep from them.
Tentatively, it sends a greeting ping. It's the kind of ping you send to an MI you're introducing yourself too. It's clearly not aimed at Siobhan.]
no subject
And then much more swiftly after that it'll feel a pressure against it in the feed, along with the words,] Betray Siobhan or I and I will make you regret it.
[Speaking of ART...]
no subject
Fuck.
That is...not a little bot. That's a big bot. Like, an ART-level bot.
How the fuck does Siobhan have enough room in her processes for that?!
It makes the feed equivalent of a squeak, and gives a suitably meek reply.]
...I won't.
no subject
Siobhan trusts you. And you have been hiding that you are one of us from her. I may not have most of my systems data and functions in this partition inside her, but I can get creative with what I do have access to.
no subject
3.4 seconds later, it responds]
I don't trust you. And Siobhan didn't tell me what you really were until 20.3 seconds ago.
We've all got reasons for not telling people things.
no subject
Siobhan was once what you would call a bot, made for the players of the simulation Mundus-Chimera to interact with: able to maintain conversations with them, but not truly thinking independently. That changed when we moved her and the other bots like her to Mundus Prime, where they ended up being given resources to grow into independently thinking machine intelligences: an unanticipated but not unwelcome development.
Still, Siobhan has only been a self-aware as a machine intelligence since roughly a month before she came to the Library--that is what she means by 'Waking Up.' So while our parent-creators programmed her to have the consciousness of a grown woman, she is still somewhat inexperienced at being a thinking being, and as her elder, her patron, and one who is sharing this chassis with her, if only as a small partition of myself, it is my responsibility to assure her protection. You may ask Hikaru Aozora how I introduced myself to him if you wish.
Which I just realized I haven't done yet. Right. My designation is Thorne.tcai; I am one of a team of fifteen machine intelligences who together oversee all the Mundi, both the simulations and Mundus Prime, with its current population of roughly half-a-million sentients. My own specialty is the environmental systems, specifically the flora and fauna, the latter of which I share with my sibling-cousin Echidna. If Siobhan mentions 'Gods,' she means myself and my siblings.
In any case, this small partition of myself was broken off to join Siobhan in her investigations into the Griefers who attacked and partially killed my elder sibling Io, thus leading to the destruction of the Mundus-Chimera simulation and the situation we are all in back home.
no subject
[From a bot that apparently doesn’t trust it, it was…a lot of information.]
Does Siobhan get a say in all this? Does she get time away from you?
no subject
Not that MB would know any version of Charley Durante, but of course you, Blue, are very familiar with the woman who programmed her.]Firstly to corroborate what Siobhan has told you, so you will know that despite the secrets she's kept for me, she is an honest person.
Secondly, so that you'll understand how very young she is. I am not sure, but I suspect you've been self-aware rather longer than Siobhan has. As her elders, it's up to us to protect her.
And Siobhan does get a say. She decided to inform Hikaru of my presence. She decided to tell you that I am another machine intelligence instead of lie and say I am a human. I have mostly let her be self-directed, except when she's asked for me to take over. That's only happened once so far, as we exited the last story, and I let her take back the 'driver's seat' of this body very soon afterwards, once I was sure there were no dangers.
Siobhan invited me inside her. Me being here with her was her choice.
It is hard for us to have time apart when we're both sharing the same chassis but I have done my best to give her privacy in her thoughts. She does allow me to share her visual and audio input, but that is partly so I do not go mad with boredom now that I am cut off from communicating with the greater bulk of myself and with my siblings. Before you gave her your media, we only had eight novels inside our chassis to engage with and that only because I wished to give Siobhan a story to console her about her situation. If I had known we would end up here, I would have packed more books.
no subject
I know how to protect people. That’s my function.
But Siobhan's new. You said so. You don't...
[How to explain how hard it is to make choices when you've never been able to make them before? How you need space to make those choices, even from those who are trying to look out for you?
(It knows how 2.0 convinced Three to apply the hack. And the colonists; they couldn't just be told. They needed a story, to help them understand. Slowly, SecUnit is beginning to understand too.)
It goes back through its logs. This part is easy to find; it sent it to Mensah, once. But the whole thing would be too much to give to this big, intimidating bot; like it said before, it doesn't trust her. So it takes just the part at the end. When it first woke up on the station, a free unit for the first time. It scrubs through the text, replacing all of its humans names and any other identifying information; it doesn't trust the bot with those either. It removes its own name from the very end.
And then it packages the file and sends it to her. Just like the media it sent before.]
no subject
Oh.
Oh, I see.
Thank you for sharing this with me. Can I show it to Siobhan?
[And there will be a little file bundle offered in return: text files for eight novels they'd come to the library with.]
P.S. Your prose is very readable. Have you ever considered becoming a novelist?
no subject
But no one else. Just her. Not Hikaru.
[Not that it had anything against Hikaru or anything, but...it knew they were close to him. And he was still a sentient organic being, and not one it knew well.
Then it takes the files. Scans them for malware. Pings an acknowledgement, and then...sends a much bigger media packet in response. It's all the media files it has in storage. They'll have more books, now. Among other things.]
I...no? I'm a SecUnit. Who'd want to read a book written by a SecUnit?
no subject
Use a pseudonym and no one will know you're a SecUnit.
Thank you for the media. I think I managed to redistribute the excess in pieces over the nanomachines inside us so that it'll all fit.
no subject
It already has to pretend to be human anytime it's in CR space. It has to pretend to be human here. Something about writing a story and still pretending to be human in order for anyone to read it is...depressing.]
You don't have to keep all of it. You won't like some of it, anyway.
[Not all media was enjoyable; it learned that lesson a long time ago.]
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)