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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 20

This entry is part 20 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Amonna had been amazed by the size of Waystation LS-49 when she first arrived. With a nearly 60 meter high ceiling, the bulk transport she had arrived in almost seemed small in the cavernous space. As she looked out over “Auxiliary Hanger 2,” that sense of starry eyed wonder she had felt as a younger,…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 19

This entry is part 19 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Amonna was still alone, standing in the cavernous VR chamber. She scanned the walls, examining each of the hundreds, maybe thousands of tiny hard light emitters. It was certainly more complex than anything she’d ever seen on the Waystation. As fascinating as it was, she only had a few minutes to get to the bridge,…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 18

This entry is part 18 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Ceuzmec. Verdock looked at the slowly spinning, holographic representation of the Core World. His nictitating membranes flickered over his eyes, and he felt a slight sense of amusement. He was fairly certain he didn’t need them, but it was almost . . . fun, in a way, to stare at something and be able to…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 17

This entry is part 17 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

The family meeting had gone well in much the same way as a Thanksgiving dinner involving hard liquor, in-laws, and political discourse can go well. Which is to say, no one was dead yet, but the night wasn’t over. Darren was, quite understandably, rather miffed about the whole translator business, and promptly set about giving…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 16

This entry is part 16 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

A distinction had always existed in the mind of Machinator, from the day he was initialized and began his very first boot-up process to this very processor cycle. There were organic intelligences, and there were synthetic intelligences. He’d found the distinction to be a little demeaning at first, all things considered. Synthetic carried a cultural…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 15

This entry is part 15 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

“FAMILY MEETING! CARGO HOLD! RIGHT NOW!” Darren pounded the metal tray against the walls as he trudged from the supply closet up towards the bridge, making damned certain that everyone could hear him. “Darren? What’s going on?” Cas mumbled groggily, shuffling along behind him. “Why do I feel like someone dumped a recording of cosmic…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 14

This entry is part 14 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Machinator watched in stunned silence as what used to be his commander aggressively slurped down a mixture of nutrient paste, emergency ration, blood transfusion, and vitamin supplement from a pot the size of his head. The foul smelling, gory mix was disgusting enough on its own, but the raw aggression with which he was sucking…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 13

This entry is part 13 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Faster-Than-Light travel was a bit of a misnomer, even if it was the term used for most means of interplanetary travel. While it was a commonly accepted name, it was also a commonly accepted fact that traveling faster than light was technically impossible. Accelerating any appreciable mass to the speed of light took so much…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 12

This entry is part 12 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

The path to the Indomitable Explorer was empty of . . . anyone, really. It would be relieving if Darren weren’t so damned heavy. She, Zarniac, and Tillantrius were all working together to guide the staggering oaf of a giant towards their ship. It wasn’t going well. He kept falling down, and when he fell…
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“Technically” Sentient: Chapter 11

This entry is part 11 of 20 in the series "Technically" Sentient

Verdock spared Amonna one last glance, pitying her exhausted and battered form writhing with invisible rage, betrayal, and confusion inside the decontamination chamber, before he turned and walked away away. A heavy sigh escaped him, one clearly laden with regret. Security Drone ‘Machinator’ was waiting for him at the end of the hallway, optic sensor…
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