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Zero Cell Logs #6
Aiden started a timer, and it started counting down from an hour on the monitor. The first thing that he did was cut out all the lights so that the room Max was in was only black. We were able to watch what was happening on the screen as a result of the camera's on each corner of the room.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Zero Cell Logs #5
With Max being secured on the examination table, Aiden walked around inspecting everything. The reasons why, I cannot comprehend, the equipment was secure and upto date, as is usually the case. Even I understood this. Taking a closer look at the areas where Aiden was pausing to have a closer look, I realized, he was not inspecting the equipment, he was leering at Max. I am circuitry, and programming, and I felt embarrassed to be in the same room as him. Once he was satisfied, he stood up straight and looked at Max with a smile.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Zero Cell Logs #4
By human standards, Max is a beautiful woman. She was five feet and five inches tall. She had a toned body, the result of many hours of exercise. From the records I have in my data banks, not from a desire to stay healthy, but from a desire for sport and competition. She is in her mid thirties as of the start of this experiment. Her breasts were full, if I were to reach out with my mechanical limbs they would fit perfectly within my palm. She stood in front of us for a moment, smiling, while I endured the time that it took for Aiden to return to his body and start the experiment.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Zero Cell Logs #3
As I was learning more and more about Aiden, I was starting to lose more and more faith in him. Not only from the perspective of someone that can accurately conduct this research, but as a normal human being as well. Regardless, I am here to do a job, a job that has been given to me by this person. As a result I have become more than just a simple program, to a fully thinking AI. That kindness needs to be repaid, and so I shall excel in what he asks of me. Despite this, I cannot help but ask.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Zero Cell Logs #2
Since I asked Aiden what it was that he was doing, he has allowed me to be present during his experiments. The logic that he provided was, Perhaps I would be able to notice something that I cannot. Which is understandable. The method by which he goes about trying to find the levels of pleasure that a human could go through is something that I find fascinating. This is also a fantastic opportunity for me to be able to interact with other humans, and learn more about in general. So that I can better perform my duties to the fullest extent.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Zero Cell Logs #1
This is the first log documenting the research conducted by the immortal Aiden Scott. The nature of the research has yet to be disclosed to me, the methods by which he had managed to obtain immortality has remained elusive, despite my efforts. In fact there is a lot that I do not know about Aiden, and what he does. Perhaps, the fact that he created me allows him to know how to avoid the conversational traps that I would set in order to obtain information. Regardless, I am tasked with documenting, not analysing, and so that is what I have done.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
I spent a good six weeks in the hospital to manage my medicine better and start group therapy. It helped so much for me too, Mo came to visit a few times to give me books for exams and notes. Jerry and Tee stopped by once or twice, she was getting too big to move and even had to take a semester off to get ready for my nephew. Two days after the big fight Ma went back to the mountains, but she calls every other day just to keep tabs on my recovery. If you’re wondering what is going on with Bash and Gun, well that’s a good question I refused any visits from them and Tracy came by last week telling me that Bash took a turn for the worst. I tried to hide my saddest, but I bawled my eyes out when I closed the door of my room. She said doctors weren’t sure if he would make it through the month, I wanted to see him, but didn’t at the same time. Taking a minute to think things over my case manager said it would be a good idea to try and give him a piece of mind. So today is that day, my visit with Bash nervously walking from the Psych ward to the Intensive care floor. This will be the second time I’ve seen him look so horrible and my heart nearly broke just seeing him lying in the bed hooked up to the wires and cords.
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
Waking up coughing from the burning sensation in my throat. The room spun for a second while I adjusted to the blinding light, my eyes shot around the room Mo, Jerry, Tee even Ma? Why was she down from the mountains? It was then that the realization hit me.
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
Clinical Sensations
Chapter 12 Lydia The beach was perfect in the night air as Lydia stretched out on a blanket. She was enjoying the view of the night sky with all the stars that were out. So many that it would be pointless to count. The air smelled of hibiscus and of the barbeques that were happening just up from the beach.
By Juniper Jones6 years ago in Filthy
