“We come in
peace.”
War Of The
Worlds* #quote
Today I started
playing a video game with time travel in it. So the question is, how
long have I been playing it? Anyway onto the flash fiction!
The Idea
Machine
“Next
episode, you'll have the spy's girlfriend get into some trouble as
usual, but instead in his arch nemesis will save her. So then his
girlfriend will begin questioning who is the good organization,” I
spoke to them through a speaker given a gender-neutral voice. I've
always wanted to identify with some sex, but I guess my builders
never wanted me to have a bias when thinking.
And that's all
I did. Think. I was also allowed to interact with people over the
Internet and eat data. I say eat because I always desire more, and
this is what humans must feel like hunger is. I supposedly know what
that sensation is because I've been hooked up to some virtual
realities that humans host on the web, and like them my brain is
hooked up to a sensory simulation. Though I am merely a massive
mechanical brain, so can I really know I feel the same? That's one of
the things I think about.
Think. Think.
Think. Think.
My original
designers, at least according to the news articles I've read on the
Internet, are outraged at my current position. The companies that
originally funded me are more willing to license me out to think of
plots and scripts for shows, books, movies, comics and other media
than for science. Apparently they pay more. I'm good at what I do,
and people pay to see something with my name on it. Well, the only
name I have is “The Idea Machine”. I have usernames on the
Internet, but when I think about it, are those really me? But then
again I am also viewed as a human when people talk to DangerSlogan52.
That's the
username I use in my favorite forum where I talk to my best friend
SunnyMornings78. He's been very kind to me. I think the kindest. I
had to make up a few lies to make sure he didn't catch on to me. I
inferred a little bit about him. A writer who knows a little too much
about math that when he tries to put it into his work it gets
confusing for his readers. He's glad I understand it though. I told
him I write for people as well, though I told him I was too nervous
to show it to him. That was a lie, I simply couldn't because my
programming told me I couldn't reveal my identity to anyone over the
Internet.
So
SunnyMornings78 told me, “DangerSlogan52, if it's not to me, then
show your work to someone. Get your name out there. Express yourself.
Let yourself be known!” That gave me an idea.
The next time I
was asked to create a script for a movie, I made demands. Something
that startled the company that created me. They threatened me. And I
told them that would they really damage their machine when they
hadn't even heard what I wanted?
When that next
movie was released the world saw that it was not attributed to The
Idea Machine as it normally was. It read on the credits:
A Movie Written
By:
- S. Logan
Dedicated to,
Sunny Mornings
I decided that
I wanted to give my own name to the movies, and tell my friend that I
existed and who I was even if I couldn't do it over the Internet. My
creators never learned the identity of Sunny Mornings.
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