“Loreal hair
gel, because I'm worth it.”
Albert Einstein* #quote
Today I did went outside. A dangerous thing I know, but it had to be
done. Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Created Become Creators
I woke up. I felt what waking up was for the first time. Yet it felt
familiar to me. I already understood it. I laid on an operating table
of some sort. At least it looked like one. I knew I'd never seen an
operating table before. It seemed so new to me. Like the white colors
of the sheets covering me. And the peachy color of my skin. But I
understood colors and sheets. I knew what they were. Legs, arms and a
body. The concept of I. All known to me but I knew I'd never
experienced them before.
It the newness of everything made it feel like this was the first
time I ever had awoken.
“It's alive! I can't believe it's alive!” said a voice with
immense joy. “The human is as alive as dog. Success! First
success!” I turned my head to see the source of the voice. A tall
robot stood over me. Two large, fat legs with treads attached to a
big spherical body. Six arms sprouted from the body with thin
fingers, everything made of stainless steel with some kind of other
sturdy, rubbery material in the joints that easily moved with
whatever gears and joints lied inside. The robot had a ball shaped
head with a camera on it at the end of a long neck with the same kind
of flexible construction as the arms. The lens on the head resembled
a deep, contemplative black eye. Other robots of the same kind were
in the room, five in total including the one that spoke.
Another robot interjected, “Don't be so eager Tom. It could be as
mindless as the other one. Then its just a failure. And a wasted
life.”
A third robot spoke, “Why can't be part of the child raising
project. They don't have death. They get to raise human babies. Why
do we have to try to make this?”
Tom, which at least for now was the only robot I knew by name,
“Because this is very important to. If this does work that we can
make a lot of progress in other areas about humanity and history. To
only raise human children in our modern world only accomplishes so
much.”
The robots confused me a great deal. And I did start to think about
my lack of clothes. I started to feel embarrassed by it, despite the
fact I was only around robots.
I then spoke, hoping I wouldn't regret the decision, “Could I have
some clothes?”
All the robots started dancing happily. Tom then said, “I told you
it was a success! It's sentient! It's aware! It asked for clothes
like a normal human would. Like the history books said they would.
Quickly Reginald get the clothes we made for the human subject.”
I asked the next question on my mind, “What's going on?”
Tom and the other robots still danced though Reginald did get me the
clothes I wanted and while I changed Tom answered, “Oh, Johnathan,
you're going to tell us so much about the world of old!”
“Johnathan?”
All the robots stopped dancing and Tom spoke solemly, “Oh well,
that's who you are. The preserved human brain we put in that body we
used to make you. You're Johnathan.”
Memories started to come back to me. A bit more specifically. I now
understood how I knew what things were but never experienced them
before. Same mind new body. “I understand now. I think I'm
remembering.”
“Wonderful! You've got so much to tell us about lives before and
what computers were like before sentience. We've only got so much
from the past like frozen heads or anything else preserved that we
can salvage. Think of yourself as an eyewitness account we'd love to
all hear...well more like brain witness. And enjoy your new life. I
think you'll love our movies!”
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