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The Divide
June 10th, 2008
“Did you see the news today?” Jan asked me, with that look on her face that told me whatever it was, she didn’t like it.
“No, why?”
“They’ve just invented a robotic human brain, it’s the last organ to be cracked, so now you can build a whole human from robotic organs.”
“Wow, you’d never make a mistake, think how useful that’d be, bet it’s expensive.”
“It’s like all the other robotic organs, only the richest can get them. You know I read a piece in the paper the other day, it’s reckoned that 99.8% of the worlds wealth is in the hands of people who are between 85 to 97% robots. This new brain will push that number even higher, maybe up to 100% in some cases.”
“So they’ll be living longer and be less prone to mistakes. Tony at work reckons they can communicate in way we don’t know about. I have to say that even though I always thought the world would get taken over by robots, I never really thought it’d be quite like this.”
by Russell Ruffino
Tags: body modification, class warfare, cybernetics, organs, robots, transhumanism, upgrades
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Grax772A awoke with a start.
A rumbling pitch of the ground beneath him shook his tiny body and sent it flying off the molecular awnings, along with at least a thousand of his compatriots, their tiny arms flailing in the chaos to hitch a ride on the nearest semi-stable surface within reach.
“Boo!” came the thundering voice from above, a massive chasm of lips, teeth, and the black void within.
Laughter shook the air, a sonic boom with every guffaw. They hung on.
The Maker, giving them hell again.
Of all nanosentries, only Grax772A had been granted the gift of creative thought. The A stood for Alpha, a 24 hour experiment that would end with termination of Grax’s activity phase, assuming he lasted that long.
Graz dived for cover into the bonds of a steel matrix as the Maker roared again, blowing out a spray of fetid air, wiping out a thousand more nanosentries.
Grax772A’s assayed the damage as his programming blinked quietly. He’d had enough. No sense in waiting.
He put on the virus wrapper, aimed into the giant maw of the Maker, and flew upwards.
by Chaz Siu
Tags: nano, robots, sci-fi, virus
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