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good-chimes · 2 years ago

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THE H.T.G.Y. FILES

Project team notes: Vat growth stage has been successful. Please note project is titled Human Tactical Ground-unit Y (H.T.G.Y.) and this is the only designation that should be used. Lab technicians who continue to use slang term hotguy will be written up.

Senior researcher CUB-135 has been called in to consult. Please give him access to all non-sensitive files.

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: Well, hello there!

CUB-135: Hi. How’s it, uh. How’s it going?

HTGY: How’s it going? Huh, that’s the first time someone’s asked me that. Wait a minute. I know that one. How’s it going. Oh, oh, I got it. It’s going great!

CUB-135: …Cool.

HTGY: Yeah. Yeah. Isn’t it great to be alive and awake? How’s it treating you?

CUB-135: It’s magnificent.

HTGY: [laughing] Magnificent. Oh, I like that. Who are you, my friend?

CUB-135: I’m a consultant. Cub-one-three-five. The project team dragged me in because I wrote the genome.

HTGY: Consultant…. So you’re the one who does their thinking for them, huh?

CUB-135: [surprised laugh] Yeah.

HTGY: Well, I’m telling you, they need it. Buncha people prodding me to see if I can stand up! You can just ask that, can’t you? A man’s gotta have space, Cub. A man’s gotta do things under his own steam.

CUB-135: Yeah, I guess. Yeah.

HTGY: [conspiratorial] Here’s a question. Got a lot of things in my head, Cub. The ol’ memory’s all messed up. I’m new, right?

CUB-135: You’re new. That’s right.

HTGY: I thought so! How new?

CUB-135: Uhh… three days? Three days and two hours.

HTGY: Thank you! Finally. Can’t get a straight answer out of anyone here.

CUB-135: …you want your genome notes?

HTGY: Boy, do I! What’s a genome?

CUB-135: Uh. Okay. Let’s see what we can do. I need some files. A lotta files.

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: Oh, we have to stop.

CUB-135: Yeah?

HTGY: That noise means I gotta be somewhere.

CUB-135: Mm.

HTGY: Just more prodding and check-ups, I guess. Can’t take long. Come back, okay? I'll be here, at least I guess I'll be here. I've been here all the time so far. Tomorrow?

CUB-135: …

CUB-135: Alright. Tomorrow.

DEATH COUNT: 1

Project team notes: First trial (subject vs two skeletons obtained from Lab 2E spawner) did not meet expectations. Subject (H.T.G.Y.) is slow to grasp the basics of hand-to-hand combat despite neural implants. Speed below benchmark. Precision poor. Regeneration not fast enough to alter outcome of combat.

Although a disappointing start to the project, there are promising leads in some areas. Combat abilities expected to improve through repetition. Deficiencies in combat conversely allow better collection of regeneration data.

Subject observation: when returned to room, subject spent six hours seated and unmoving. Scheduling next test for tomorrow.

[CUB-135 OBSERVATIONS]

note to self, find a way to phrase: ‘he was a project for faster injury regeneration, you fucking amateurs, nothing in that genome makes him magically good at fighting’ in a way that doesn’t include the phrase ‘you fucking amateurs’. difficult problem.

going back in. this one will be less fun.

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: Hey, it’s Mister Does-The-Thinking! Cub, hey, Cub!

CUB-135: Hey.

HTGY: You’re looking serious today. What’s up?

CUB-135: I’m good. I’m good.

HTGY: That’s what I like to hear. Can’t have the big-brain guy down in the dumps.

CUB-135: How was yesterday?

HTGY: Ohhh. Yesterday, Cub, yesterday. I don’t think I’m that good at fighting. There were a lot of very unhelpful skeletons, Cub. A lot of them! Really mean! I think it’s going to be regular. I am not looking forward to that.

CUB-135: Mm.

HTGY: Any chance you can make it, y’know. Fewer monsters? They hurt.

CUB-135: Sorry, man. I don’t set the tests.

HTGY: Naw, I didn’t think so. You don’t look like a guy in charge.

CUB-135: Is that right?

HTGY: You’re just, you know [hand gesture] … laid back. I like that about you.

CUB-135: Uh.

HTGY: So. Cub. Cub, Cub, Cub.

CUB-135: …yeah?

HTGY: I’ve got this thing in my head. The sky.

CUB-135: The sky? Like… all of it?

HTGY: I dunno! You people put some pictures in my memories when you made me, I think. Horizons, clouds—I know they’re made of water, but how does that work? I saw a bit during the fight and it was kind of grey? Talk me through clouds, Cub. You’re good at explaining. And the rest of it! Where does it stop? What’s above it?

CUB-135: Oh, dude. Let me tell you… let me tell you about space.

To: +Team_Members_HTGY_Project

From: CUB-135

Y’all,

I looked at your trial notes. Project lead asked for my thoughts. My thoughts:

- inefficient; - could get the same regeneration data from tissue samples; - waste of skeletons.

You want to find another way. The combat unit thing was doomed from the start. If you want a supersoldier you should start over with a ravager.

have a real one,

Cub

Project team notes: One-month project milestone. Consultancy from CUB-135 has started to be more of a problem than an asset. Unfortunately he is the only one who understands how to process the regeneration data so assistance remains necessary for now. Upskilling of team analysts in progress.

Test continue. H.T.G.Y. has been given a variety of weapons and results range from abysmal (sword) to mediocre (bow). Subject has so far lost to every creature put in front of him. If the combat goals of this project are to be met, a better training regime will be needed.

On a separate note: great interest from sponsors in mid-combat regeneration data. A variety of tests has been requested.

New data storage links: EXPLOSION (creeper) – File CR93; FIRE BURN (wood) – File FR02; FIRE BURN (other) – File FR03; BLOOD LOSS – File IN20; VENOM – File VM07, UNCATEGORIZED – UN45-UN51.

DEATH COUNT: 23

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: You know what the problem is?

CUB-135: I can guess?

HTGY: I’m so bored.

CUB-135: Okay. Didn’t see that coming.

HTGY: I’m so bored. Honestly, I’m bored most of the time. Except when I’m getting killed, which isn’t great either. Or when you’re here—you know I appreciate you, Cub, you’re a great guy, don’t get me wrong. But you’re only around every couple of days, and it’s the bits in between.

CUB-135: Mm.

HTGY: Can’t you clone yourself, or something, and leave one here?

CUB-135: Nah, outside my specialism. Hm. You talked to Mumbo much? Mumbo’s always around.

HTGY: The lab system?

[null]: Hello. Can I answer a query?

HTGY: Oh, hi, Mumbo. Yeah, I’ve talked to Mumbo. But let’s be honest, he’s not much of one to start conversations. I can never think of things to ask.

[null]: What I can communicate to subjects on this level has been restricted by administrators.

HTGY: See?

CUB-135: Get him to show you… I dunno. Cat videos. Space stuff. Forests. They won’t have locked that down.

HTGY: Forests. Yeah! Okay. Mumbo?

[null]: I’m allowed to show pictures of forests. How’s this?

HTGY: Look at that. So green. So many trees! How close is that picture from here?

CUB-135: Kinda nearby, I think. Looks like a research shot from where they caught the spiders. Lots of the wild subjects in here came from close by.

HTGY: Amazing. Hey, Cub, can you get them to take me to a forest? Tree training! Beat the spiders in their own home!

CUB-135: Why not? I’ll ask.

HTGY: They’ll say no. But it’s good to think of it out there.

Project team notes: Six-month project milestone. Useful data continues to accumulate. HTGY has improved with bow and crossbow, and survival rate has risen to one in ten encounters.

Unfortunately, a new issue has arisen in subject cooperation. Most tests are set up to incentivize survival, making attitude irrelevant. However non-lethal tests require participation, which has previously been forthcoming from the subject, until yesterday when he refused to participate at all.

CUB-135 seems to have a rapport. Suggest he talks with subject to encourage better attitude. This would be the first useful thing CUB-135 has done in weeks.

DEATH COUNT: 97

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

CUB-135: Hey. What’s up.

HTGY: Oh. Hey.

CUB-135: Not feeling it today?

HTGY: I knew it. I know why you’re here. I know why they sent you to talk to me.

CUB-135: Try me.

HTGY: It was a cat, Cub. I’ll take the fights. I’ll take the training machines, they break half the time anyway. I’ll take the spiders and the skeletons and the creepers and the fact I know way too much about what my bones look like. But I’m not shooting a cat! I don’t care if it’s safe target practice. I’m not doing it!

CUB-135: Yeah. Okay.

HTGY: …

CUB-135: So what do you wanna talk about today?

HTGY: You’re not gonna try and convince me?

CUB-135: Naw.

HTGY: Cub, I’m not shooting anything that’s not trying to kill me.

CUB-135: Yeah, I know.

HTGY: You know?

CUB-135: I read your test notes. I can guess.

HTGY: Aw, you read my test notes? You care! Don’t pretend you don’t, I can see through it.

CUB-135: What can I say. You’re an interesting guy.

HTGY: I knew it! Oh, hey, Cub, you know what? I came up with a new name for myself. What do you think—[dramatic hand gesture]—Scar.

CUB-135: …

HTGY: Cool, right?

CUB-135: Scar. Yeah. It’s cool.

Project team notes: CUB-135 entirely unhelpful. Schedule escalation meeting with bioprojects lead.

[message log start]

Lead (bioprojects): Well, you got what you originally wanted. You’re off the HTGY project.

cub-135: wait, what?

Lead (bioprojects): You’re no longer permitted in the labs on that level. I need you to turn in your badge for reprogramming.

cub-135: oh man

cub-135: here’s the thing

cub-135: i lost it

Lead (bioprojects): You lost your BADGE?

cub-135: yeah i’ve just been following people through the access doors

Lead (bioprojects): That’s against all policy. I don’t think that’s even possible. How do you get lunch?

cub-135: cheat code on the cash register. up up down down A B.

Lead (bioprojects): You’re not funny. Find your badge and turn it in to get your HTGY level access revoked.

cub-135: oh yeah. i’ll get to that.

Lead (bioprojects): You’re lucky you’re good at your job.

cub-135: just trying my best here, man

Lead (bioprojects): No interference. If the team complain to me about you again, you’re getting demoted to junior lab tech. Leave the project alone.

cub-135: sure boss.

cub-135: you got it.

[Lead(bioprojects) has disconnected]

Project Team Notes: Eight-month project milestone. Sponsors pleased with regeneration data. Two papers have been published to modest but positive reception.

After period of progress with HTGY’s survival rates in combat, improvement has levelled off. Subject appears to have less energy for reasons that are unclear. Random observational checks found subject watching cat videos at all hours of the day. Changes in diet and test structure have been tested to no effect. Rest time has been experimentally increased.

DEATH COUNT: 167

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: Hey, Cub! Long time no see!

Cub: Yeah, sorry, man. Some admin bullshit.

HTGY: Your badge looks different.

Cub: Made it myself. How’s the tests?

HTGY: Oh, let’s not talk about those. You know what, I actually decided I’m not going to remember something if it’s not worth it. All the fights are the same and they keep doing them. So! I’ve been thinking. Cub. Cub. I want a cat. Can I get a cat?

Cub: …

HTGY: Just a little one. I’ve seen some options. Mumbo has pictures.

Cub: Dunno, dude. I can try. Might be tricky.

HTGY: [sigh] I guess you’re right. It…wouldn’t be happy, would it? Yeah. We can’t have that.

CUB: Sorry.

HTGY: No, no, it’s all right. I don’t want to make something unhappy. It was just a thought.

CUB-135: What’s on the screen?

HTGY: [brightens up] Oh, this? Dude, I wanted to show you this! Mumbo has this drawing program where you can build houses. This is my idea for a forest house. I think you could do it with three kinds of wood and you could have, you know, all these trees over it. What do you think? I mean, I know we’ll never see a forest. But imagine it in your mind.

CUB: … You know what, my friend, you’re really something.

HTGY: Why thank you. You could say the same of yourself—come on, Cub, don’t be shy. Take the compliment!

CUB-135: I don’t—

[silence]

HTGY: Don’t what?

CUB-135: [abruptly] I dunno how much more I can take.

HTGY: …

CUB-135: I—what am I even doing? What are we doing? There’s nothing to change. There’s no way to change anything.

HTGY: … You could get me a cat.

CUB-135: I can’t! I can barely get around the access readers! I can’t even get into the project files! Ten years of research and I feel dumb, Scar, I could solve everything until I couldn’t. What would you do if you weren’t in here? Man, that’s such a stupid question. I don’t even know what I’d do if I wasn’t in here. My references are gonna be shot. Maybe I should have paid attention to something else, maybe I should have done anything else—

HTGY: I’d like to see some forests.

CUB-135: Huh?

HTGY: You said ‘what would I do’. I’d go and see some forests.

CUB-135: …

CUB-135: Forests, huh.

HTGY: Anyway, that’s not going to happen, so I guess we don’t want to waste time on it! They need you here. And you guys need me here. Right?

CUB-135: …

HTGY: Right, Cub-one-three-five?

CUB-135: Y’know something, Scar? Sometimes I think you do more thinking more than you let on.

HTGY: Huh? Naw. Why’s your badge gone red?

CUB-135: Oh shit. Shit. I gotta go.

[message log start]

cub-135: listen boss

cub-135: first you bump me off the HTGY project, and now i’ve just had my name taken off the ravager patent. that’s my own work.

cub-135: this keeps happening. it’s not okay.

Lead (bioprojects) : CUB-135, for the last time, this was what you signed up for. It’s the same for all researchers. You have to put the time in while you move up the ladder.

Lead (bioprojects): Have you just noticed this is how the whole laboratory works?

cub-135: oh

cub-135: i’m noticing

cub-135: i’m noticing lots of things about this place

Lead (bioprojects): Good. If you have an issue, focus on your work and get promoted.

cub-135: yeah, see, actually

cub-135: if nothing changes, i’m going to leave. and i’ll take all my intellectual property with me.

Lead (bioprojects): Hah! Check your employment papers; you’re on a 10-year contract. It’s watertight. And even if you could get out of it, you’re banned from taking paper or data chips out of lab grounds.

cub-135: yeah?

cub-135: okay.

[cub-135 has disconnected]

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

CUB-135: Hey. Scar. Scar.

HTGY: Cub! What’s with the doohickey? It—oh, wow. That just zapped the light. Amazing.

CUB-135: Mumbo, lock transcript.

[null]: Transcript locked.

CUB-135: Okay. So. I made this thing to hijack the redstone gate down by the Drowned spawners on Lab 3B. It screws up the signal so you can get through. There’s a reservoir behind it. I put in a bubble elevator that will take you up outside the walls. I’ve got to stay behind to take out the cameras while you do it. Then I’ll get out with the evening shift.

HTGY: Wait, so I just take this and run? What if they find out about you?

CUB-135: If you do that I’m screwed, man. So don’t tell them.

HTGY: Yeah?

CUB-135: …Yeah, I know what you’re thinking. You could turn me in.

[silence]

CUB-135: Maybe you should. Yeah, all right. I guess, just—oh.

HTGY: Relax! Anyone would think you’d never had a hug.

CUB-135: …

HTGY: My friend. My friend, we are going to see some forests.

[AUDIO TRANSCRIPT]

HTGY: The speed! The precision!

CUB-135: Whew. Man. You did nearly drown.

HTGY: What’s important here is that I didn’t, because I am an elite escape artist. And you got out too, so I guess we can share the title.

CUB-135: We’re not far enough to say that yet. I’d bet we’re still in range of the lab systems.

HTGY: Details, details.

CUB-135: You’re bleeding.

HTGY: Oh man, I know, that was from the last test. It doesn’t matter.

CUB-135: Give me that.

HTGY: Fussy! What are you, a grandpa? Ow.

CUB-135: If you don’t stop and let me fix it you’re going to lose that finger. And I can’t grow it again when we don’t have the redstone vats.

HTGY: You were never this fussy before.

CUB-135: Yeah, well. Who even did it?

HTGY: I don’t…

[silence]

HTGY: Huh. Cub, you know what, I don’t…remember.

HTGY: Hey, though. Who everything filed and stored like a nerd? Who needs all their memories where we’re going? We’re getting out! Onwards!

[silence]

HTGY: Cub. Cub.

HTGY: Don’t look like that.

HTGY: It wasn’t your fault.

[silence]

CUB-135: Scar, I dunno what I’m doing.

HTGY: I’ve never known what I’m doing.

CUB-135: [laughs] You are…something, my friend. You are something.

HTGY: We don’t know what we're doing. And that’s amazing. Because aren’t you excited to find out?

Author's note: Hey, thanks for reading to the end! There's a better formatted version of this on Ao3 under username glossyblue. I've got a lot of this au but thought this stood alone well enough that someone might enjoy it. Hope you enjoyed, have a great day.

#convex #goodtimeswithscar #cubfan135 #lab escape au #fic #glossywrites

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rivetgoth · 1 year ago

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r/industrialmusic’s “essential albums” list (user nominated and voted)

Thought this was fun/interesting. Right now the sub is doing a “volume 2,” but it’s fun to see the results for what the sub considers essential listening.

Skinny Puppy — Too Dark Park (1990) (1st place!)

Throbbing Gristle — 20 Jazz Funk Greats (1979)

Einstürzende Neubauten — Halber Mensch (1985)

Coil — Horse Rotorvator (1986)

Ministry — The Land of Rape and Honey (1988)

Nine Inch Nails — The Downward Spiral (1994)

Front Line Assembly — Tactical Neural Implant (1992)

Front 242 — Front by Front (1988)

KMFDM — Nihil (1995)

And for what it’s worth, a few frequent “runner ups” I saw (that I imagine will be popping up in volume 2):

Cabaret Voltaire — Red Mecca (1981) (this was NECK AND NECK with KMFDM in the last round up to the very end)

My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult — Confessions of a Knife… (1990)

Godflesh — Streetcleaner (1989)

Scraping Foetus Off the Wheel — Nail (1985)

Nitzer Ebb — That Total Age (1987)

SPK — Leichenschrei (1982)

Obviously this list is far from remotely complete, but I thought the results were really cool. It’s fun to see what an industrial community came together to determine “essential” within the scene, and while it’s not a perfect list nor necessarily exactly what I’d have said myself I do think it’s a pretty successful list of albums I’d more or less call required listening if you’re getting into the genre. Neat!

#industrial music

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schnuron · 5 months ago

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Electronic albums I like from the 90s

Talking the 90s might be a lengthy way to explain in some segments why I chose these records. While grunge was getting some attention, there were underground music going on like death metal, black metal, techno, electronic music, etc.

This post is the same premise as the last one.

1990: Depeche Mode - Violator (my fave album) The Shamen - En-Tact Leather Strip - Science for the Satanic Citizen Nitzer Ebb - Showtime Angelo Badalamenti - Twin Peaks OST

1991: Lords of Acid - Lust Front 242 - Tyranny For You Delerium - Stone Tower Biosphere - Microgravity LFO - Frequencies 808 State - ex:el Massive Attack - Blue Lines

1992: Front Line Assembly - Tactical Neural Implant Aphex Twin - Selected Ambient Works 85-92 Vangelis - 1492 OST KMFDM - Money Go West - Indian Summer Jeff Greinke - Lost Terrain

1993: Polygon Window - Surfing On Sine Waves Depeche Mode - Songs of Faith and Devotion F.U.S.E. - Dimension Intrusion

1994: Vangelis - Blade Runner Underworld - dubnobasswithmyheadman Massive Attack - Protection Aphex Twin - Selected Ambient Works Volume II Autechre - Amber

1995: The Frozen Autumn - Pale Awakening Aphex Twin - …I Care Because You Do

1996: burger/ink - Las Vegas Underworld - Second Toughest in the Infants

1997: Depeche Mode - Ultra (my fave album) The Frozen Autumn - Fragments of Memories The Prodigy - The Fat of the Land Information Society - Don't Be Afraid KMFDM - Symbols Savage Garden - Savage Garden Aqua - Aquarium

1998: Plastikman - Consumed UNKLE - Psyence Fiction Bola - Soup Madonna - Ray of Light Massive Attack - Mezzanine VNV Nation - Praise the Fallen

1999: Underworld - Beaucoup Fish VNV Nation - Empires Nine Inch Nails - The Fragile Forest Silence - Winter Circle

#90s music #1990s #90s albums #90s electronic #the prodigy #savage garden #nin #nine inch nails #kmfdm #depeche mode

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lexical-lushes · 1 year ago

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[Shivers] so, o-one of my facet-stories is about horny mech pilots.

a world where, generations ago, leading world governments decided to "fix" population growth and overpopulation by releasing a retrovirus agent that rewired humans to have a heat cycle. by the time anyone not in on the plan realized what was being done, it was too late.

sexual interest is dampened for most of the year - every three months, girls go into heat for a week or two and release pheromones that, a-ah, stimulate people around them.

(there are, of course, medications that can be taken to suppress heat cycles. or trigger them early, although those are something really only the upper class has regular access to.)

of course, the whole "solution" was just a self-serving bid to hold onto power in a world of ecological collapse and ongoing destructive climate change. states and major corporations colluded and consolidated their power as vast portions of the world suffered desertification and equatorial "dead zones" spread. populations were relocated into increasingly centralized and strictly controlled urban zones, which grew into vast arkocities supported by sprawling hydroponics facilities.

resource wars broke out, as well as increasingly hostile corporate takeovers. the arkocities built fortifications, expanding their existing lockdown procedures for civil unrest and extreme weather events.

the weapon of choice in the growing conflicts became mechanized walkers and automated vehicles. furthermore, the arms race to improve upon these technologies eventually led to a cutting-edge advancement in mech warfare: direct neural interlocks.

instead of a pilot relying on manual controls and the machine's automatic reflex systems, select candidates were screened for appropriate neurological and psychological profiles before being implanted with a cybernetic interface allowing them to "plug in" to a mech's combat computer. the "pilot", really more of a neural processor or "bioCPU", then synchronizes with the mech's own systems and acts as a rapid processing system capable of intuitively analyzing combat situations and "steering" the mech.

a good neural processor needs to be highly aggressive while also capable of surrendering enough control to the mech's systems that synchronization can be achieved.

s-so...

it turns out that an orphan girl named Amelia gets high marks during a round of corporate-sponsored health checkups and psychological screening.

she's shy, with little self-confidence. extremely vulnerable to peer pressure. deathly afraid of being unlikable or abandoned.

but she's driven, too, fueled by all that fear and bottled-up resentment.

she gets selected as a candidate. she scores well. she survives the cybernetic augmentation process. when they finally plug her into a mech, she gets the highest score of anyone in the program - she gives herself over completely to the machine, straining to do exactly what it wants. KILL. KILL. KILL. ELIMINATE THE TARGET.

the more she gives herself over and unbottles that deep well of pain inside her, the more she's free, the more the reward hooks work their way into her until she's a frothing, snarling, pent-up mess of a girl by the time they pull her out of the cockpit.

(and oh, how she's embarrassed by that.)

...luckily, she has someone to help her work out all that stress, someone that understands and adores her for the monstrous, violent thing she becomes in a combat situation.

after all, neural processors often can't be trusted to interpret orders during the heat of combat. you need someone a little more detached from the situation for that. so... you pair the "pilot" up with a navigator and comms operator. they feed select tactical data to the pilot, point them in the right direction, and keep one hand hovering over the emergency override and disengage switch if the pilot ever gets out of hand and needs a yank on their leash.

so it's j-just me and my RIO, strapped into a heavily armed missile with an instinct to kill called Sierra One, tearing apart less agile and responsive mechs at command's behest~

#lushposting #empty spaces #mechs

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mallowmaenad · 1 month ago

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in my utopian society there will be no war but we will still use all the gunmetal badass tactical gear you see in artstation posts its just that it will be utilized by the postal service and food delivery workers "But Mallow! what about all the horny tgirls desperate to be put in autonomy-destroying mechs that leave them mentally destroyed and horny forever?!" well that's easy, we build cool badass looking mechs that delivery packages to people's doorsteps with neural implants that edge the pilot from making them play a more convoluted version of Paperboy for the Atari where they orgasm each time they successfully deliver a package in 30 minutes or less and then when their brains are so fried they can no longer operate the mech we take them to a specially designed animal shelter where they can be adopted by families who can take a chance on a difficult-to-train, anti-social adoptee to give her a loving home. Also government subsidized taco tuesdays. Are you writing this down?

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helshollowhalls · 1 year ago

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My two cents on the discussion between Matpat and Tom in the most recent GTlive on whether or not Gregory ever wore the VANNI mask or is integrated into the VANNI neural network:

Not just by fabricating video footage of Gregory or mimicking his voice, but it could also technically influence the environment around her and make her believe she's seeing staff or other kids or customers.

On the topic of whether Gregory was at some point integrated into the network and/or wore the mask or the mimic just watched him wreck the Pizzaplex like a rabid ferret on steriods and collected data about him to have it for its network:

If it watched Gregory to obtain data, it most likely also observed Vanessa, Vanny and every other customer or human employee that was ever present at the Pizzaplex to do the same. And if that was the case, the mimic would have so much more data at its disposal and ways to lure in or manipulate Cassie.

And most importantly: If the mimic observed EVERYONE who ever set foot into the Pizzaplex, it would have data on Cassie's dad, since he was a technician at the Pizzaplex.

And I can't think of anything more effective to influence her than to mimic her parent - Especially if he's allegedly dead. Copying her father and using it at the right moment to catch her off-guard could really easily get her to walk into his trap.

Added to that, since Cassie stated she spent a lot of time in the Daycare, the mimic would already have her voice in the network and wouldn't need to rely on her putting on the mask and receiving the transponder to use her voice as a voice lure. Hell, it would have samples and data for hundreds of kids' voices saved in the network.

Considering that, Gregory had to be part of the Network one way or another. Whether it's because he had been wearing the VANNI mask himself (and maybe even has an implanted transponder just like Cassie) or the fact that 'robot child system was integrated into the network GGY Dr.Rabbit and then beating Balloon World freed him yadi yadi yada' is up for debate.

I think it's highly unlikely that the mimic would voluntarily limit itself to use only certain data in order to lure in Cassie, especially if there might very well be more successful tactics possible with the data it would disregard in the process.

The mimic is not trying to up the difficulty for itself by using less data for fun or a challenge like someone starting a Pokémon Nuzlocke or attempting a no items speedrun- It's an AI and whatever it's programmed to do or thinks it should do, it's going to use everything that is available to it to achieve its goal.

#Fnaf #gtlive #matpat #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin #security breach ruin #ruin dlc #fnaf cassie #fnaf gregory #fnaf vanessa #fnaf vanny #fnaf mimic #Vanni mask #Fnaf Security Breach ruin dlc #five nights at freddy’s #five nights at freddys #five nights at freddy's

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ryangero · 1 year ago

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Black Mirror: Men Against Fire (Panel presentation)

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Men Against Fire uses the alien-like “roaches” to signify otherness in the human race. The soldiers are equipped with neural implants known as “Mass,” which distort their perception of the roaches, making them appear as grotesque, subhuman creatures. The dehumanization of this group of people explores the real-world issues of racism and xenophobia throughout history.

Men Against Fire presents a near-future eerily similar to our current society. The episode portrays technology as both a humanist and post-humanist practice by exploring how advanced technology impacts human behavior and ethics. The soldiers’ neural implants provide tactical information and enhance their abilities. While this technology is initially presented as a tool to protect soldiers and accomplish missions more effectively, this takes a turn as it is revealed that the technology manipulates soldiers’ perceptions of the roaches. The military employs this technology to make the soldiers more efficient killers, exerting control over human thought and behavior. This post-humanist element also illustrates how technology can erode empathy and lead to the devaluation of human life when applied without ethical considerations.

Typically, alienation might be seen in the traditional sense - where a group of non-human beings or robots are dehumanized and representative of the othering of people. In Men Against Fire, humans of the same species are dehumanized and turned against each other, making the otherness and monstrosity purely artificial.

Men Against Fire uses political metaphors to address geopolitical concerns related to military conflicts and the manipulation of public perception. Annabel Jones, executive producer of Black Mirror, pointed out how refugees in Europe are being described as “swaths” of people in the media (‘Black Mirror’ Season 3: Michael Kelly on “Men Against Fire,” Trump and PTSD – The Hollywood Reporter). The roaches in the episode of black mirror reflect how media can often portray immigrants as pests or insects that “infest” the country. Dehumanizing these groups of people allows the government/media to justify the incredibly inhumane actions that occur regarding immigration.

As Jablonski explains in his article about race and science fiction in Star Trek, the genre often uses the othering of a non-human species as a “vehicle for themes of human diversity, conflict, and reconciliation…” (2). Men Against Fire uses science fiction to speculate a future where advanced technology blurs human perception and ethics. It serves as a cautionary tale, revealing how technological advancements can erode innate human character and bring up ethical dilemmas. The growing integration of augmented reality into our technology is a jarring sign that a future resembling Black Mirror could be closer than we think.

Critical thinking questions:

Are there any parallels between the dehumanization of the roaches in the episode and real-world instances of dehumanizing based on race, class, nationality, etc.? Any of where technology/media is used?

"Men Against Fire" is just one example of dystopian science fiction within the "Black Mirror" series. What do you think motivates the creators of the show to depict such bleak futures? How do these dystopian visions help us reflect on our own world and the trajectory of technology and society? Are they cautionary tales, or do they serve other purposes?

If you were the writer, how would you have ended the episode differently? Would you offer a more optimistic resolution, or would you stick with the dark and ambiguous ending?

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skeletap · 1 year ago

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excuse my language but the 1992 album "tactical neural implant" by front line assembly slays absolute cunt

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netsphere · 3 months ago

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FRONT LINE ASSEMBLY - 'Mindphaser' [Official Video]

#Front Line Assembly #Tactical Neural Implant #Mindphaser #industrial #electro industrial #music #music video #EBM #cybernetics #cyberpunk #90s #cybercore

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stellevatum · 8 months ago

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Full Name: Kar Parja Alor’ade (Birthname Nari'aan)

Aliases: Too many cover identities to list

Code Names: Shriekhawk, Kalros, Shaman, The Void/Void Envoy, Cetanu-di, Night Herald

Gender: Female-presenting, insofar as the physical embodiment of the cosmos can be. Celestials are cosmic beings and may not even have a “real” form, let alone any sort of adherence to a gender binary.

Race: Celestial/Old God/Force Being(take your pick)

Birthdate: At some point in time, estimates 42 BBY/2160 CE. Celebrates on January 26th

Eye Color: Green (with black sclera)

Hair Color: Red

Height: 167.64 cm/5’6”

Weight: 57kg/125 lbs

Build: Lean, fit. Built more for speed than strength visually.

Orientation: Graysexual/grey-aromantic. Polyfidelitous– but may remain monogamous if agreed upon it. Has experimented with women during her life but still prefers men.

Marital Status: Verse Dependent

Noticeable Features: Scarring mainly on her back and legs, tattoo on her left shoulder blade, three piercings in each ear, and nose. Lichtenberg scarring up her entire left arm.

Enhancements: Subdermal implant (left arm), Cochlear aural comlink device (left ear), greybox neural implant (in the skull).

Personality/Quirks: Chaotic and unpredictable, and prone to plans ‘outside of the box’. Follows her own personal code of morals/ethics. Her means of thinking could be misconstrued as insanity. Highly intelligent, quick to learn, with a daredevil streak bordering suicidal. Hyperactivity could be a double-edged sword. Loyal to a point to her team, even if she cannot stand them. Strong work ethic. Drinking habit should be monitored. Productive and damaging to the enemy at the best, uncontrollable and chaotic at the worst.

To be handled with great caution.

Overview:

Kar is a Celestial– a being supposedly an embodiment of the cosmos with its own personality and set to experience itself in a whole new way, a nigh immortal race with a high level of technological skill that many of the sapient races has led to consider them as gods when they were uplifted in the ancient past. Her biological parents were once worshipped by the Mandalorians as Kad Ha'rangir (god of war and change) and Dal Akaani (goddess of war and tactics). She is Nari'aan, The Traveler. Had she not been stolen away and raised among family she would have been the intercessor between the shorter lived races and their kind. Her youth and adolescence were colored, a foundling adopted and raised by mercenaries, being a government spy, enslaved, and even trained as a secret apprentice, co-founder of several rebellions. Though it should be known as tales often go, they are prone to embellishment, no one is entirely sure what is true and false. What is true and known Kar finds her intelligence network that eventually evolves into her “Void Network”. Part intelligence network and part empire without nation or borders. Due to her deep embedded influence in universal affairs, her authority has more or less been recognized. As such, she rules part diplomatic leader, part queenpin, to any and all who come hiring her agents. She is a rather colorful character with an equally colorful personality, exploring the cosmos as part scholar, part adventurer, always looking for an opportunity to further her own reach and goals. Her (current) story spans almost a thousand years in her main timeline and across at least four galaxies, with many friends, enemies, and lovers to boot.

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