[ He makes himself at home in Aloy's focus. Designates some space for his subroutines and carefully makes them private because hey guess who knows how to do that shit. He might have also casually made Aloy's personal files private from other focus users. Sorry not sorry, Sylens. ]
Can we go now? I have literally been in this fucking bunker for hundreds of years.
[And yeah, yeah, they can get going. Aloy makes her way out of the room, heading back towards the entrance. They're going to run into a lot more bodies on the way, but there's nothing she can do about that.]
There are new machines now. You think you can handle them?
If it's a machine I can break it, it's what I was made for.
[ How bad can it be? If humans are alive that means whatever is out there isn't actively wiping the species off the face of the planet. Epsilon goes invisible for the moment, piping his voice to her through the focus. ]
How tough can they be if you're hunting them with a fucking bow anyways.
So you brought down a machine made hundreds of years ago with a bow and arrow. I'm very impressed. Also? Fuck the khopesh line. And the scarabs. Actually, just fuck Ted Faro.
[ What a dick. He helped destroy the world just to make a profit. Maybe humanity getting wiped out was inevitable. If Faro Industries didn't do it, someone else would have. ]
Is their biomatter conversion protocol disabled at least?
[ Sorry if Gaia and CYAN gave you the idea that AIs had dignity, Aloy. Epsilon is throwing that all out the window with his groan of absolute horror. ]
Ted Faro destroyed swearing. Everyone I know is dead and humanity forgot how to use swear. Today sucks.
[They finally reach the entrance to the bunker—a makeshift one, at least, and Aloy is hit with a gust of frigid air as she steps outside. She shivers reflexively despite herself.]
Of course we do. I don't know what that one means.
That's because humans are drowning in hormones that make sex sound like a good idea. All the fluids? Gross.
[ The human body is a mess. He analyzes the cliff as she starts her descent. ]
Go for the ledge to your right. The one on the left is unstable. And like a bad start to this whole partnership if you fall and break your legs in the middle of bumfuck nowhere.
[Does he have to say fluids? Gross. And the suggestion is a little unexpected, so Aloy hesitates for a second before doing as he says and dropping down. That ledge is a bit wider, anyway, which means she can shimmy her way to a different set of handholds rather than hanging from it.]
...the same way you break a person. You hurt it. If it wasn't for the fact that the world was ending the military never would have approved it. They needed support for troops and dummy AIs weren't creative enough.
He doesn't sound thrilled about it, even as he justifies what they did. It was war, people did fucked up shit during wars. ]
I used to be part of an AI called Alpha. He was... special. They created him from brain scans of our project's leader.
Oh, it was super fucking illegal. If it wasn't the end of the world the Director never would have gotten away with it. If Enduring Victory had worked he would have been charged as a war criminal.
[ Because smart AIs were a valuable resource, and more than that they were thinking, emotional beings and torturing them was unethical. ]
I was the last piece of Alpha. All the other fragments were in the field when I was cleared for service.
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[She says it dryly, but he's right. Red is a no go.]
It's Aloy.
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[ He makes himself at home in Aloy's focus. Designates some space for his subroutines and carefully makes them private because hey guess who knows how to do that shit. He might have also casually made Aloy's personal files private from other focus users. Sorry not sorry, Sylens. ]
Can we go now? I have literally been in this fucking bunker for hundreds of years.
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[And yeah, yeah, they can get going. Aloy makes her way out of the room, heading back towards the entrance. They're going to run into a lot more bodies on the way, but there's nothing she can do about that.]
There are new machines now. You think you can handle them?
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[ How bad can it be? If humans are alive that means whatever is out there isn't actively wiping the species off the face of the planet. Epsilon goes invisible for the moment, piping his voice to her through the focus. ]
How tough can they be if you're hunting them with a fucking bow anyways.
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I'd hold your judgment until you see them. I've taken down Deathbringers with a bow, too. [Wait, he doesn't know what that means.] The Khopesh.
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[ What a dick. He helped destroy the world just to make a profit. Maybe humanity getting wiped out was inevitable. If Faro Industries didn't do it, someone else would have. ]
Is their biomatter conversion protocol disabled at least?
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[The vehement way he says it gives her a hint, anyway.]
I haven't seen them use their conversion capabilities, but there aren't many of them still active.
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[ Sorry if Gaia and CYAN gave you the idea that AIs had dignity, Aloy. Epsilon is throwing that all out the window with his groan of absolute horror. ]
Ted Faro destroyed swearing. Everyone I know is dead and humanity forgot how to use swear. Today sucks.
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What are you talking about?
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Of course we do. I don't know what that one means.
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[ Looking at the temperature change, Epsilon is suddenly pretty grateful he can't feel the cold. Must suck being organic. ]
Fuck is the crude way to describe that.
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I've never heard anyone describe sex as disgusting.
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[ The human body is a mess. He analyzes the cliff as she starts her descent. ]
Go for the ledge to your right. The one on the left is unstable. And like a bad start to this whole partnership if you fall and break your legs in the middle of bumfuck nowhere.
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[Does he have to say fluids? Gross. And the suggestion is a little unexpected, so Aloy hesitates for a second before doing as he says and dropping down. That ledge is a bit wider, anyway, which means she can shimmy her way to a different set of handholds rather than hanging from it.]
Was every AI made for military support like you?
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[ Every so often he suggests a slight alteration to her path, pointing out weak spots in the rocks that should be avoided. ]
They started cutting corners when the Swarm happened. I'm technically a fragmented AI, that's why I can ride along in your focus.
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Fragments. You mentioned that before. How do you fragment an AI?
[Unless he was the subordinate function of another AI, like Gaia, but that doesn't seem to be what he's saying.]
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He doesn't sound thrilled about it, even as he justifies what they did. It was war, people did fucked up shit during wars. ]
I used to be part of an AI called Alpha. He was... special. They created him from brain scans of our project's leader.
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I guess using a scan would be easier than building one from scratch.
[Still, it's not something she ever considered. She's not sure how she feels about it.]
There weren't... rules against that? Against fragmenting?
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[ Because smart AIs were a valuable resource, and more than that they were thinking, emotional beings and torturing them was unethical. ]
I was the last piece of Alpha. All the other fragments were in the field when I was cleared for service.
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[She trails off, shaking her head in disgust. It's unthinkable.]
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[ Epsilon appears again just to shrug. He repressed the memories of the torture, picked at his own code until he could function properly again. ]
It was war, people do shitty things when they think it's justified.
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[#TedFaroSucks]
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So, are you always this cheerful?
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[Does she sound just a tiny bit defensive? Definitely not.]
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