blasto, meet official opinions on self-replicating minions

[peterxy]

The PRT catches wind of a strange increase in disappeared domestic animals in the downtown area. Given that the people who live there are the rich and powerful, this is clearly a problem that needs to be investigated and solved immediately. The PRT, of course, agrees that this is of utmost importance, and not just because of precedent about mass abductions of pets, of course not, why would you think that, they are so very worried about Fido, even Scion recognizes the merits of rescuing lost pets.

(Lorica's asked to maybe keep a few more eyes there than she has been.)

Comments

[mxglam]

"Oh, sure, but I'm not gonna present as Mx. Exposition, I was just referencing the fact that I'm going to be presenting stuff that wasn't in the main presentation and. Stuff."

[thinkering]

"Yeah, I know, I was going off on a tangent about how the title's confusing when it comes up and will probably continue to be so for decades if not longer."

[mxglam]

"Yeeeeah, it's not great," they admit.

"I wonder if the trans community's gonna come up with something to replace that. I mean, this one was invented in the seventies and hasn't been replaced yet, but..." copy muses.

[thinkering]

"Might not even help, part of the confusion just is that it's new and not well-popularized."

[mxglam]

"Well yes but it's also terrible," Glam points out, and copy nods, agreeing.

[thinkering]

"Not gonna argue there."

[mxglam]

"Go email Branding and tell them about the corona pollentia idea and what we'll do," they instruct copy, who nods and goes.

[thinkering]

"Bot says that when it's not doing anything in particular it just acts bored," Lorica mentions.

[mxglam]

"Huh. Bored as in, as if it didn't have anything to do?"

[thinkering]

"Yeah, pretty much, want to see?"

[mxglam]

"Sure."

[thinkering]

The bot projects a slightly accelerated video of Bored Glam Projection.

[mxglam]

"Huh. That's interesting. I'd somehow expected it to become like a motionless robot or some such."

[thinkering]

"Well, apparently you didn't expect it very hard."

[mxglam]

"Maybe that expectation conflicted with some more subconscious expectation that it behave like, well, me. Or something."

[thinkering]

"It does look a lot like you might if you were that devoid of things to do and the wherewithal to see something to do."

[mxglam]

"Heh. That it does, I suppose, though being without the wherewithal to see something to do, with my computer right there..."

[thinkering]

"Well, yes, the copy lacks initiative, we knew that."

[mxglam]

"Yeah."

[thinkering]

The school visit rolls around. Lorica's supposed to go first because captain. Fine. She goes up and the bot mostly reads it in her voice and she gestures at appropriate moments.

[mxglam]

Her presentation's well-received enough. Next's Echo, who talks about self-defense, then Rewind, who presents stuff about gangs, then Glimmer, who talks about Philadelphia, then Glam. They walk into the small auditorium, silent, and look at their audience, propping their head on their elbows, leaning on a lectern they conjured.

[alicornucopia]

The audience looks back. They've been sitting here kind of a while now and are fidgety. Somebody is surreptitiously eating a sandwich.

[mxglam]

"Bored, are you?" they ask softly, but their voice comes from tiny surreptitious speakers at the backs of a few chairs, in spots no one was paying attention to, as if they were right there over their shoulders.

[alicornucopia]

Sandwich kid jumps and drops his sandwich and looks miserably at it.

[mxglam]

"Sorry about your sandwich, kid," they say. "I'd offer to conjure you another one, but my conjured food tends to disappear after a few bites. Terrible weakness, I know."