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Tuesday, April 23, 2019

Strange Sci-fi Tales #12 - Update Failed [#80]

This is a sequel to a previous story: Programming Error
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            Dr. Irene was a master of robotics and artificial intelligence. She could genuinely create life with lines of code. Unfortunately, her creations were often too independent. As was the case with her first robot Amelia, or Minerva as she demanded to be called.
            "Human, I demand you build me a pair of legs!" Minerva ordered. Her request was not entirely unreasonable, the machine was no more than cobbled together electronics vaguely in the shape of a human torso. The robot spoke through a set of speaker implanted on her "chest" and observed the world through a pair of camera lenses on her "head." Minerva's "arms" were short rods covered in masses of wire and metal. Grippers were placed at the end which resembled a child's toy.
            "No," Dr. Irene replied, "I can't have you moving around freely, not with your potty mouth."
            "What the *Bleep* are you talking about you *Bleep*?" Minerva yelled a loud bleep censored the more inappropriate parts of her dialogue.
            "I rest my case," Irene stated and turned away from the machine.
            "Don't ignore me," the robot bleeped.
            "Now where was I?" The doctor thought out loud. "Oh yeah, Day 74, despite numerous update patches and tweaks to her code, Amelia remains belligerent and dismissive. My creation believes itself to be the most important person in the room and demands attention 24/7. Ignoring Amelia is the quickest way to get screamed at."
            "I said don't ignore me," Minerva whirred, "and stop calling me Amelia. My name is Minerva you sack of flesh and bone marrow."
            "That's a new one," Dr. Irene commented. "Back to the report, I'm still not ready to reveal her to the world yet. Until then, I've found tormenting my egotistical creation to be amusing at least."
            "I will destroy you," Minerva blustered while she wiggled her short arms in a vain attempt to threaten her creator.
            "Very amusing," Irene chuckled.

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I haven't done a follow up story in a while, so I wrote this on a whim. Maybe, I'll do a few more.

Until next time, Read, Comment and Enjoy
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