Excerpt from one of my works:
Oh, Joe, you didnt ask the AI enough questions. My brain is working 1 millions times faster than yours now kid, Ive got procedures in my head offsetting the effect for us both - meaning my subconscious just got 1 millions times bigger and 100% efficiently accurate at logic but when its all said and done in the time since I woke up, came online, whatever you want to call it, Ive relived my life 1,000 times and been going through everything I know about psychology, Randian or otherwise, to try to calm myself. Its helping, but its still unbelievable how much it hurts to know, TRULY KNOW, that youve killed people who were every bit as real as you are. The shit of it is I also KNOW they only got what they deserved and Im still balling my eyes out Joe. She was shaking.
I know, it seems strange knowing what you know, what I now know, to hear this. But thats how it was the first night. And because thats how it was thats why Jenny did what she did. That was her solution to the pain. As I continue to recall it will become clear to you why, as clear as it can be, as clear as it is for me. Maybe that isnt clear at all, doesnt seem it. I mean, I conceptually understand WHY she did what she did, but it doesnt stop me from asking why it happened. Not in the bigger sense anyways.
By the time I was ready for bed Jenny had already worked through what had been bothering her, at least thats what she said. Also said she wanted sex. I told her the AI said she should rest for at least a week.
Joe she said Im fine, now fucking go down on me, I have to know.
I complied. Much to both our delights Jenny could still experience pleasure. And just the same as her depression seemed limitless so did her capacity to experience pleasure. She wore me out. When I woke up the next morning she was jacked into the Matrix. On my CSpace console.
She took off for Tel-Aviv that night. Came back with a woman. They wanted it three way. I complied. Like the night before they wore me out, but not each other. Jenny had become the fastest of learners. After that night she didnt touch me, but came back every night with a new Lesbian partner. Jenny and me had our time together though - during the day. I figured it was fair, pretty soon shed be upgrading my living accommodations. Whatever after-effect there were from the surgery I never saw them. What I did start to see scared me.
Most the time Jenny was pretty withdrawn now. I said daytime was our time together but most of it she actually spent in CSpace. I assumed she was looking for work at the time. Then one day, on cue as ever, she came to the Microwave for lunch, crying. I was already seated. Crying, for an OBJ, is quite the hellva serious matter. Except for when Jenny cried after the surgery Id never seen her cry and was pretty well under the impression that she hardly ever had. So I asker her when she sat down for lunch what was wrong.
Sims. Ive been assimilating peoples lives Joe. I didnt want to tell you but Im not exactly up to lying to you about it either. My brain is always on now and going a million times faster than anyone elses, I gotta do something with that processing power, dont I? So Im simming just like my fucking mother did. But at much faster speed ofcource. Its kinda embarrassing but my hardware allows me much higher assimilation capabilities than my mothers wet net had, or yours does. I can download the life experiences of whomever wished to have an earlier non-invasive scan of their brain done for whatever reasons - and their have been many. Immortality, records, hoping to be re-instantiated, science, whatever. Im not just streaming a lifestyle of Mr and Mrs. Everywhere network soaps like Mom did. Though Im also doing those, at 1000 times recommended speed, and Ive already read every book in the public domain and some warez otherwise that I could find. But your CSpace console is too slow for me, Joe. I need to get a new one, have to work a job. So I got myself one of those too. Which I start tomorrow. So Ill go shopping for parts tonight. My credits still good. Well move next week, Ive already bought the place online. Youll love it kid. She smiled. A rare event for her, outside the sack.
Thats all a lot to take in hon. How many other peoples lives have you lived so far? I was intrigued.
70 She answered almost before I finished asking.
Damn As usual with Jenny I couldnt think of something better to say.
Oh, Joe, you didnt ask the AI enough questions. My brain is working 1 millions times faster than yours now kid, Ive got procedures in my head offsetting the effect for us both - meaning my subconscious just got 1 millions times bigger and 100% efficiently accurate at logic but when its all said and done in the time since I woke up, came online, whatever you want to call it, Ive relived my life 1,000 times and been going through everything I know about psychology, Randian or otherwise, to try to calm myself. Its helping, but its still unbelievable how much it hurts to know, TRULY KNOW, that youve killed people who were every bit as real as you are. The shit of it is I also KNOW they only got what they deserved and Im still balling my eyes out Joe. She was shaking.
I know, it seems strange knowing what you know, what I now know, to hear this. But thats how it was the first night. And because thats how it was thats why Jenny did what she did. That was her solution to the pain. As I continue to recall it will become clear to you why, as clear as it can be, as clear as it is for me. Maybe that isnt clear at all, doesnt seem it. I mean, I conceptually understand WHY she did what she did, but it doesnt stop me from asking why it happened. Not in the bigger sense anyways.
By the time I was ready for bed Jenny had already worked through what had been bothering her, at least thats what she said. Also said she wanted sex. I told her the AI said she should rest for at least a week.
Joe she said Im fine, now fucking go down on me, I have to know.
I complied. Much to both our delights Jenny could still experience pleasure. And just the same as her depression seemed limitless so did her capacity to experience pleasure. She wore me out. When I woke up the next morning she was jacked into the Matrix. On my CSpace console.
She took off for Tel-Aviv that night. Came back with a woman. They wanted it three way. I complied. Like the night before they wore me out, but not each other. Jenny had become the fastest of learners. After that night she didnt touch me, but came back every night with a new Lesbian partner. Jenny and me had our time together though - during the day. I figured it was fair, pretty soon shed be upgrading my living accommodations. Whatever after-effect there were from the surgery I never saw them. What I did start to see scared me.
Most the time Jenny was pretty withdrawn now. I said daytime was our time together but most of it she actually spent in CSpace. I assumed she was looking for work at the time. Then one day, on cue as ever, she came to the Microwave for lunch, crying. I was already seated. Crying, for an OBJ, is quite the hellva serious matter. Except for when Jenny cried after the surgery Id never seen her cry and was pretty well under the impression that she hardly ever had. So I asker her when she sat down for lunch what was wrong.
Sims. Ive been assimilating peoples lives Joe. I didnt want to tell you but Im not exactly up to lying to you about it either. My brain is always on now and going a million times faster than anyone elses, I gotta do something with that processing power, dont I? So Im simming just like my fucking mother did. But at much faster speed ofcource. Its kinda embarrassing but my hardware allows me much higher assimilation capabilities than my mothers wet net had, or yours does. I can download the life experiences of whomever wished to have an earlier non-invasive scan of their brain done for whatever reasons - and their have been many. Immortality, records, hoping to be re-instantiated, science, whatever. Im not just streaming a lifestyle of Mr and Mrs. Everywhere network soaps like Mom did. Though Im also doing those, at 1000 times recommended speed, and Ive already read every book in the public domain and some warez otherwise that I could find. But your CSpace console is too slow for me, Joe. I need to get a new one, have to work a job. So I got myself one of those too. Which I start tomorrow. So Ill go shopping for parts tonight. My credits still good. Well move next week, Ive already bought the place online. Youll love it kid. She smiled. A rare event for her, outside the sack.
Thats all a lot to take in hon. How many other peoples lives have you lived so far? I was intrigued.
70 She answered almost before I finished asking.
Damn As usual with Jenny I couldnt think of something better to say.
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How this iste only be ok!? Are you insane? With an attitude like that, you'll never get your poxy ass into our house. Not with your emo attitude and receding hair line.
Get The Fuck Off My Porch!!!