#remote neural monitoring

[transparentturtletimetravel]

Does any ever think that Elliot Alderson could have been a targeted individual?

[beautifult999]

This is the software being used to do Voice To Skull and Remote Neural Monitoring and I know where to buy it. I’m not going to though

[targetedaddict]

I became Targeted for putting GoFasT on Google Maps Five years ago and I’ve had to listen to their little bitch asses 24/7 365 ever since. I should have ignored them from the get go but my dumb ass thought I could reason with them. I believe it’s malicious A.I.

[hensler75]

https://youtu.be/mPaEivj9CiE?si=iSIzleImKMF3kwq5

[monsterfuckerconfessions]

Oh, man, this got longer than I thought. Alright, so, neural interface ports. Especially ones mounted at the nape of the neck. There’s something about the idea of that as an exploitable weakness, something you would feel as instinctually protective of as your own eyes, but also something that you use safely on a daily basis in well-defined contexts and sometimes in a personal, intimate context.

Let’s say you’ve got a friend who knows a thing or two about cybernetics. They’re a person you love and trust, and a powerful machine intelligence with a few non-manufacturer-approved tricks for getting the most out of standard, affordable hardware.

Laying on your chest with this beloved person straddling you, you can’t see what they’re doing, but they gently, reassuringly talk you through the process. First you have to deactivate your ICE, shut down all the defenses surrounding your mind, and voluntarily retract the physical layers of protective cowling between the outside world and your raw nerves. Then you feel the port exposed, cold air meeting nerve. A drop of lubricant fluid falls on your back from the cable they’re about to slide deep into your spine.

Your synthetic friend is wearing the customized chassis they know you like best. They know because they can measure your brain activity and physiological responses remotely, and it’s the one that makes you squirm. It’s animalistic, sharp-eyed, all hard geometric angles and reconfigurable joints that move with alien grace.

Those beautiful manipulator claws are stroking your neck and your shoulders, trying to soothe you like an anxious animal, and they know already that it’s working because your heart rate is coming down a little, and they ask you one more time for permission to proceed. They won’t be upset if you aren’t sure about all this anymore. Coming this far at all is the most trust a human has ever shown them.

You tell them under absolutely no uncertain terms to just go ahead and fuck your entire universe up, thanks. The cable jacks deep into you, and it’s like golden, ecstatic lightning all the way up into your skull. Over the next few hours, they show you sensations and experiences that you didn’t even know your body could register, talking you through everything via a voice in your mind that you can hear even while howling your heart out in gratitude. They help you relax your muscles when you’re clenching too hard, monitor your biometric data and tease you when they can tell you really, really liked something they did.

Anyway, vulnerability, trust, anxiety, love, machines, inviting someone into your body and mind in a very literal way, with that neural port as the conflux of it all. It’s got me feeling something.

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[jellycreamjammedart]

For Cassie, do any of the stuff she had back in the Pizzaplex still have a use for her in the Playtime caves?

What tools does she add to her arsenal?

Should we assume that the underground part of Playtime is so large that parts of it can plausibly be underneath a mall kilometers away?

Answering your last question first, I'd say yes. Which probably would help make sense how an elevator from the underbelly of the PizzaPlex can crash-land through the cavern into the Prison or the Mining area of Playtime Factory, when the top surface locations of both business being not even remotely close to one another. Even though the whole thing still sounds kind of silly.

As for Cassie's arsenal, she certainly would still have everything she had in the PizzaPlex minus the AR collectibles. The problem is that initially none of those tools are compatible with Playtime Co. tech and machinery, not to mention the complete lack of a V.A.N.N.I network (and thus, Helpi is also offline.)

But with how intuitive Cassie was with those tools back in RUIN, on top of being daughter of a technician, she certainly would be able to eventually circumvent the incompatibility and make modifications/adaptations to make her tools functional again, with the addition of a few cables and stuff to help make those possible.

At the beginning she'd only have her Faz-Wrench with very limited use, as I headcanon it can also work as a taser (it is kinda shaped like one when you think about it too, doesn't it?) which is a decent help for defense. it'd require modifications for any of its hacking properties though- which might be possible already in design (if you inspect the 3d model of the Faz-Wrench you can see input sockets for cables like USBs.) One of its prongs got slightly bent in the elevator drop, but that's an easy fix (easy but still needing delicacy in handling.) With enough adaptations, it could be very useful to help troubleshoot and maintain some machines like Safe Haven's generator.

The VANNI mask is as good as a cheap Halloween mask at first. But if Cassie manages to restore functionality to it without the network, it'd essentially work on its own grid, and be used as a neural-based controller for other devices if Cassie wears it. There's no "AR world" or VANNI network in Playtime Co. though, so it can't quite work the exact same way as it did back in the PizzaPlex... but with it she can see through walls! And now there's no M.X.E.S. limiting her time to use it meaning it's relatively safer to wear (though I imagine seeing through walls for too long in a row could cause a sensory overload perhaps? Hm, that would have to be a togglable property.) The mask would also make Cassie invisible to The Doctor just as it did for the Glamrock Endos and Ruined Glamrocks (but back then that was just trading them for M.X.E.S.) The Doctor sees "everything", but it's always through technology like cameras and monitors, things susceptible to the mask's interference, since he no longer has his organic eyeballs. Along with the see-through-walls property, I imagine Cassie MAYBE also developing other vision modes like infrared, night vision, heat vision, etc. Hell, if she gets one of those gas masks Playtime Employees would wear, she could use it to further upgrade the VANNI mask to also double as a gas mask to keep her safe from the red smoke. And perhaps restore its ability to run simulations too, like the one we see in the Brazil Ending... so long Cassie doesn't get too lost in her own memories and lose touch with reality- but current friends like Doey would be great anchors to help prevent that.

Flashlight? Broke. Busted in the elevator fall. RIP.

The Roxy-talky technically would already be usable, but it'd run in a frequency that doesn't match Playtime Co. communication-- Com'on, of course Fazbear Entertainment would design those things that way to force customers into buying more of their own mascot-talkies, rather than have them work with any other walky-talkies. Greedy corp shitty designs, amirite? Other walky-talkies would have to be manually recalibrated to run on the same frequency the Roxy-talky does in order to communicate with it. Sounds like a hassle, but would allow for a safe isolated communication line if you get what I mean.

Once Cassie is more recovered from her injuries, I think Doey would get her a GrabPack with a few hands- not that he'd expect anything from her, but if you don't have one you're very limited in what you can do there. And boy, that girl would overhaul that shit over time, especially when combining it with her own tools already. Connecting the mask to it as a neural controller would let her control the GrabPack with pretty much just her brain so her actual hands remain free. Controlling the GrabPack that way would also increase the dexterity of the hands meaning they're a lot more posable with a wider-range of movement (picture Cassie shooting a hand out towards Player/Employee only for it to stop inches away from their face with the middle finger up. Admit it WE all wished we could do that with those hands DONT LIE LOL.)

And that's not mentioning the hypothetical scenario of Doey and perhaps the more capable toys of Safe Haven hunting The Doctor's automatons for sport for parts. Who freaking knows what else Cassie could add to her arsenal with such resources.

At this point, she DREADS the possibility of being limited and unable to help those left that she holds close like it happened in the PizzaPlex, so she really would start applying herself, especially technologically, for her toy friends in Safe Haven. She learned in the PizzaPlex, and would vow to do better for Safe Haven.

[rahuratna]

Queen of Thorns (Part 1 of 2)

In light of certain recent manga events, the following idea was born. SPOILERS BELOW CUT!

Genre: Action, adventure, mystery

Characters: Adult! Sensei Nobara, OC (her student)

Summary: In the remote reaches of a Siberian peninsula, Kurosawa Akito, student of the legendary Nobara Kugisaki, learns a fundamental truth about his sensei's strength.

CW: canon-typical violence

In dreams, the world sometimes shudders, as if shaking its colossal shoulders to rid itself of an itch, a small irritation lodged in its fabric. Akito stumbles into wakefulness, the traces of that dream-quake lingering, disorienting. The darkness within the yurt is no longer inky black, traces of orange flickering on the edge of his vision.

It takes a moment for him to process that these aren't remnants of his sleeping consciousness, that something is happening outside and he needs to throw off these covers and slide uncoordinated feet into his boots and take a quick, gasping breath as the freezing night air strikes his chest like a gong, and the need to move, move, move -

He grabs his fleece-lined parka, arms slotting with trained regularity into the sleeves as he pushes out of the yurt, into the chaos of night. The quiet of the camp has been shattered, the conical yurts in the easternmost corner ablaze, the distant bellow of the reindeer herd making itself known over the cacophony of shouts and screams as people scurry to and fro.

The freezing air is helping him focus, a sharp slap to the cheeks as he blinks away the sting of the smoke. Akito takes a moment to zip up his jacket and tug the warm gloves from where they are stuffed within the pockets. As always, he has to battle every preservatory instinct he has in order to do what's necessary.

She always said that choosing to be a sorcerer requires a special brand of madness, and he often wonders when his own mind will break free of its shackles of normality, allowing him to charge head-first into the fray like she does.

And yet, here he is, doing exactly that. For him, it feels mechanical. Maybe he is mad. Maybe it has already taken his mind, this strange inability to consider the frailty of one's own body. After all, he chose to come out here, to this remote peninsula on the northern coast of Siberia, as he'd been instructed by mission requirements.

There was no more time for hesitation. He was running towards the burning yurts, shouting out to the others to move back, move away. He wasn't sure if they understood his words, but his wildly gesticulating arms certainly spoke a language all could comprehend. As he approached, he slowed his pace, threads of cursed energy spreading out in fine veins across the affected area.

Akito was no battle hound. His technique, dubbed 'Luciferin', was sensory. It relied on subtlety and heightened perception. He was able to send out a web of complex fibres that mapped out cursed energy flow, lighting up with phosphorescent glow a dearth of detail that rivalled a living being's neural network. And under the right circumstances, he could ... but not here. Not now. Too many factors, too many possible casualties. He couldn't risk it. That was a last resort after all.

He whispered into the frigid night air and motes of brilliant aquamarine light twisted away from his lips, tracing the lines left by a foreign energy signature. Something had attacked the camp, with malicious intent. These yurts normally housed nursing mothers and babies, monitored carefully by the head shaman, the Tadibya, and he uttered a silent thanks to the instincts that had warned the Nenets herders that something wasn't quite right in the air tonight.

The burning yurts unleashed pennants of thick, acrid smoke into the night sky, irritating his eyes as he came closer. The phosphorescent glow of his technique was now tracing out a fair-sized crater in the frozen ground, smoking slightly, the uppermost layer already turning cold. The yurts had been flung away from that central point of impact, scattered possessions and smouldering hides strewn in the wake of the outward force.

This attack would have ended in fatalities, if things had been a little different.

Skirting the edge of the destruction, Akito circled closer, body tense as a drawn bowstring, watchful. The metal of his cursed tool, the customized dart gun, was icy against his fingers as he drew it out and slipped a loaded vial into the chamber.

Something was here; still, watchful, waiting amidst the ruined tents. The distant shouts of people faded as his perception sharpened in other ways, guiding him forward. The blue-green traces leaped and scattered, re-forming at the edge of his ability to control them, sliding like a glowing map of energy over the ground.

And then, he saw it.

Caught in the web of his cursed light, something that looked like the familiar outline of a large reindeer, but with an element of otherness, an awareness that snagged on his senses. Not to mention the large amount of cursed energy threading through its body and emanating from its branching antlers.

A cursed spirit. Probably first grade. Powerul enough that Akito knew full well that he couldn't take it on by himself. And yet, here was the crucial issue faced by all sorcerers, multiple times in their career of choice. How does one back away from an overwhelming challenge when peoples' lives are at stake?

The spirit strode slowly through the smoke towards him, the leisurely pace menacing. The signature click of its hooves on the ground mimicked the stride of the reindeer he'd become so familiar with over the last few days. Akito gritted his teeth. The Nenets saw the reindeer as a vital part of their lives, interwoven into their faith and spirituality. From what he suspected of this case, this was ... an open mockery.

He readied the dart gun as the creature picked up pace, head lowering gradually. He recognized the gesture. It was charging him. The sickening amount of pressure gathering at the tips of its antlers warned him of exactly what was coming. He didn't have much of a defence against it, but if he didn't stand his ground ...

Glancing back at the herdsmen and their families, still disoriented and panicking from the attack, Akito knew what he had to do. He aimed the dart gun, the soft guidance of his energy nudging the dart as it left the barrel, spiralling towards the creature as its hooves dug into the ground and it propelled itself towards him.

The dart glanced off some kind of protective layer and Akito dived out of the way, skidding over the frozen ground. The spirit wheeled and faced him with unnatural stability, hooves barely gaining traction for its turn as it faced him once again. Sweat freezing on his skin, Akito loaded another dart, mind grasping at his sensei's last lessons on the sprawling grounds of Jujutsu Tech.

Focus. Channel. Pierce.

Those antlers shone with deadly purpose, with power, as the large head lowered once again. There was something almost impersonal about the attack, as if he was simply a pawn on a chessboard spanning the icy tundra, a piece to be removed.

Focus. Channel. Pierce.

Akito fired again, moving simultaneously. The dart, imbued with the honed light of his cursed energy, struck harder this time. It was probably what saved his skin, because the spirit's charge was slightly off-kilter. The energy from its antlers discharged into the wooden framework behind him, exploding with a force that sent shards of burning shrapnel rocketing through the air. Akito cried out as something burning hot lanced across his side, and another solid mass pierced his calf, lodging there.

Rolling over, hands still gripping his gun, ears ringing, he was vaguely aware of warmth seeping down his leg, and in a sluggish curtain across his ribs. The cold would soon do its job, and the pain hadn't hit yet. He had the advantage of a few minutes. Ragged pants loud in his own ears, audible over the pounding of his heart, Akito fingers slipped on the next dart, already slick with blood.

A second too late on the reload. A second that could cost him everything. He watches as it happens, with the slow march of the inevitable, as the pulsing energy coalesces around the spirit's antlers once again. This time, his hand is actually steadier.

Focus. Channel. Pierce.

The dart left the gun on his exhale, and this time, he didn't dodge. Self-preservation was no longer an option. He doesn't have the agility to move. The shard of wood piercing his calf was beginning to assert the first pangs of tearing agony. The missile struck the forelimb, striking through what he imagined could be sinew and the spirit's charge veered away, head tossing to keep the energy that had built up. Its leg came down awkwardly. He'd done some damage, at least.

The spirit seemed to regard him, faceless, calculating. He briefly wondered what kind of cursed spirit this was. How could it be so careful, so still? Almost ...

But now it was striking the ground with one hoof, cracks of that same spiralling energy seeping into the earth, racing towards him like a shoal of underwater predators. It was attacking from a distance now. Akito took in a deep, shuddering breath, readying his body for one supreme push, when -

A snowmobile burst through the smouldering ruins of the camp, the roar of the overtaxed engine loud over the ringing in his ears. The person seated astride it was momentarily airborne above the seat, the vehicle passing over the rise at speed, and he glimpsed something familiar in their hand, something that broke every taut muscle in his body down in relief, a sobbing breath escaping his lips.

A hammer.

Glowing with traces of cursed energy that was as familiar to him as his own heartbeat, the driver's other hand raised, fingers splaying as three gleaming projectiles launched from their palm. The hammer came arcing down as the snowmobile struck the ground with an alarmingly loud thud, the front tracks sending up a flurry of frozen earth. The flat side of the weapon struck true.

Powerful streaks of electric blue flew across the narrow space, the spirit letting out a colossal bellow as each of them punched through hide like a hot knife through butter. It staggered back, the energy that had been snaking through the ground towards Akito rapidly retracting. The snowmobile had not slowed down, heading straight for the spirit, forcing it to buck and leap backward, slowed by its injuries.

The treads narrowly skirting the creature's flailing hooves, the snowmobile swerved away, heading for Akito. The back end smeared soot across the ground as it slid to a screeching halt and the rider reached up, pulling away their helmet.

Gaze still directed at the reeling spirit, her profile was momentarily lit by the burning tents. Chestnut hair, flecked with steely grey, caught back in a low braid, amber eyes gleaming with lambent fervor, as they always did, when faced with a strong enough opponent. The fleece jacket did little to disguise the wiry strength of her build, corded scarring stretching from beneath the eyepatch over her left eye.

The spirit saw her and took pause, something vast and terrible exchanged in their glances, a promise of fatality against the backdrop of this blasted land, and it turned away. A strategic retreat. The sound of its hooves was like thunder over the flat plains as it took an unusually rational exit.

The fierce challenge leaves her gaze as she glances down at him, the faint crow's feet at the corner of her good eye crinkling briefly, before she swings her leg off the snowmobile and grabs her satchel, hands brisk and efficient as she places the first aid kit beside her and checks his injuries.

"All good, squirt?"

He nods shakily and her voice is a steady hum as she recounts her speedy passage here, first by flight and then by the cross-continental train, the slow fading of the fires around them and the frigid wind rapidly cooling the night air.

Once his wound had been given field treatment, along with a dose of her basic reverse curse technique, the wooden shard removed with a quick "Look away, breathe, breathe, ah! There we go," he is being hoisted up, one arm slung over those narrow, but powerful shoulders. Her strength had always surprised him in the beginning, but now, even as he's outstripped her in height, it comes as a reassuring constant.

She has always been by his side, cajoling, critiquing, refining. Condescending, yet kind, temperamental, yet always empathetic, brash and loud, yet always emphatically pushing past the concealing curtain of his own insecurities.

Even with her reputation as one of the best sorcerers in the business, one of the terrible trio who had taken on, and defeated, the King of Curses, Sukuna, she had chosen him as her student.

Kurosawa Akito, the slow and sullen boy who'd made no impression at all on anyone else during his time at Jujutsu Tech, other than his association with her. With a technique that didn't even brush the surface of straight combat power and a lack of confidence in the little ability he had, Akito had always wondered what she had seen in him, what she had latched onto with that characteristic tenacity of hers. He was now a competent grade 2 sorcerer, thanks solely to her training and his utility as a tracer and investigator, but he was nowhere near her level.

A sharp slap upside the head had him yelping in protest as she glared up at him.

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Considering all the blood I've lost? How about no, sensei?"

"Keep up that sass and I'll make them feed you raw reindeer again."

"Hardly a punishment. I've gotten used to it, you know?"

"Have you now?"

She grunted disagreeably as they slowly moved across the perilous, flaking crust of broken and burned earth, back towards the rest of the camp. From his vantage point, however, he saw the small curve of her smile. Her grip on the waist of his jacket tightened briefly, almost imperceptibly.

There was no need to say more. She always understood his unspoken thoughts, as if by some strange radar of cursed energy that linked the wavelength of a mentor's mind inextricably to that of their student's.

Such was the nature of his sensei, Special Grade Sorcerer, Kugisaki Nobara. 

[coralmorphologic]

A new scientific paper has been published in the research journal Frontiers in Remote Sensing titled ‘Automatic detection of unidentified fish sounds: a comparison of traditional deep learning with machine learning” authored by Xavier Mouy et al, which analyzed week-long hydrophone recordings of the Coral City Camera site at PortMiami in order to detect fish sounds.

The researchers found that using a Convolutional Neural Network (CNN) enabled detection of fish sounds that both human analysts and traditional spectrogram data analysis otherwise could not detect. The CNN was trained using hydrophone recordings made in British Columbia, but proved accurate in the novel environment at PortMiami, even despite significant background noises from boats. The software developed for this study is open-source and available to other researchers.

Stay tuned in the coming months as we prepare to connect a hydrophone to the Coral City Camera and provide an audio channel to the YouTube livestream. If possible, we aim to incorporate real-time analysis of the underwater sounds to help monitor and track fish activity.

Click to read ‘Automatic detection of unidentified fish sounds: a comparison of traditional deep learning with machine learning'.

[republicsecurity]

Helmet Capabilities

The standard-issue helmet for the cadets in the Enforcer Academy is a multifunctional headgear designed to provide protection, communication, and situational awareness. The helmet is an integral component of the full-body armor system and offers the following capabilities:

Protection and Construction

Material: Constructed from a composite of high-strength polymers and lightweight alloys, the helmet offers excellent ballistic protection while remaining lightweight.

Ergonomics: The interior is padded with adjustable, high-density foam to ensure a secure and comfortable fit for extended wear.

Visor System

Retractable Visor: The helmet features a retractable, polycarbonate visor that can be deployed or retracted with a simple voice command or manual switch. The visor is impact-resistant and provides full facial protection.

Heads-Up Display (HUD): When the visor is deployed, it functions as a transparent display, overlaying critical information directly onto the user's field of vision. The HUD includes data such as ID overlays of other cadets, navigation aids, environmental readings, and communication messages.

Communication

Integrated Communications Suite: The helmet is equipped with a built-in communication system, allowing for helmet-to-helmet communication among cadets and instructors. This includes individual, group, and broadcast modes.

External Noise Control: The helmet can either fully block outside noise or allow selective sounds, such as authorized speech, to pass through. This feature ensures clear communication while maintaining situational awareness.

Sensory Input Management

Noise Dampening: Blocks out external noise when necessary, with adjustable settings to allow selective auditory input.

Visual Filters: Can dim, block or enhance visual input based on the cadet’s environment, reducing sensory overload.

AI Monitoring: The helmet’s integrated AI monitors conversations, filtering out unauthorized or harmful communications and providing real-time feedback.

Sensors and Monitoring

Environmental Sensors: The helmet includes sensors to monitor external conditions such as temperature, humidity, and air quality, providing real-time data to the wearer and the command center.

Biometric Monitoring: The helmet continuously monitors vital signs, including heart rate, respiration, and stress levels, transmitting this data to the central monitoring system.

Safety and Security

Neck Seal: The helmet features an airtight neck seal that integrates with the body armor, ensuring a complete protective barrier against hazardous environments.

Additional Features

Night Vision and Thermal Imaging: The helmet is equipped with night vision and thermal imaging capabilities, allowing for enhanced visibility in low-light or obscured conditions.

Custom Fit: The padding and internal structure can be adjusted to fit various head sizes and shapes, ensuring a custom fit for each cadet.

Usage and Maintenance

Battery Life: The helmet's power supply is integrated with the suit's main power system, providing continuous operation for up to five days without recharging.

Maintenance: Regular maintenance includes cleaning the visor, checking the seals, and ensuring the communication systems are functioning properly. Maintenance protocols are outlined in the standard operating procedure manual.

Remote Control and Safety Features

Instructor Control: Instructors can remotely control helmet functions, including visual and auditory inputs, to ensure cadet safety and compliance.

Emergency Lockdown: The helmet can immobilize the cadet’s head and control movements via the neural interface in critical situations.

Usage Parameters

Operational Duration: Designed for continuous use up to 7 days, with standard operational periods of 5 days.

Maintenance Cycle: Requires a maintenance check and recalibration after each operational cycle to ensure optimal performance.

[bidirectionalbci]

The science of a Bidirectional Brain Computer Interface with a function to work from a distance is mistakenly reinvented by laymen as the folklore of Remote Neural Monitoring and Controlling

Critical thinking

How good is your information when you call it RNM? It’s very bad. Is your information empirically validated when you call it RNM? No, it’s not empirically validated.

History of the RNM folklore

In 1992, a layman Mr. John St. Clair Akwei tried to explain a Bidirectional Brain Computer Interface (BCI) technology, which he didn't really understand. He called his theory Remote Neural Monitoring. Instead of using the scientific method, Akwei came up with his idea based on water. Lacking solid evidence, he presented his theory as if it were fact. Without any real studies to back him up, Akwei twisted facts, projected his views, and blamed the NSA. He lost his court case and was sadistically disabled by medical practitioners using disabling pills. They only call him something he is not. Since then, his theory has gained many followers. Akwei's explanation is incorrect and shallow, preventing proper problem-solving. As a result, people waste life-time searching for a true scientific explanation that can help solve this issue. When you call it RNM, the same will be done to you as to Mr. Akwei (calling you something you are not and sadistically disabling you with pills).

Critical thinking

Where does good research-based information come from? It comes from a university or from an R&D lab.

State of the art in Bidirectional BCI

Science-based explanation using Carnegie Mellon University Based on the definition of BCI (link to a scientific paper included), it’s a Bidirectional Brain Computer Interface for having a computer interact with the brain, and it’s extended only with 1 new function to work from a distance.

It’s the non-invasive BCI type, not an implanted BCI. The software running on the computer is a sense and respond system. It has a command/function that weaponizes the device for a clandestine sabotage against any person. It’s not from Tesla, it’s from an R&D lab of some secret service that needs it to do surveillance, sabotages and assassinations with a plausible deniability.

You need good quality information that is empirically validated, and such information comes from a university or from an R&D lab of some large organization. It won’t come from your own explanations because you are not empirically validating them which means you aren’t using the scientific method to discover new knowledge (it’s called basic research).

Goal: Detect a Bidirectional BCI extended to work from a distance (it’s called applied research, solving a problem using existing good quality information that is empirically validated)

Strategy: Continuous improvement of Knowledge Management (knowledge transfer/sharing/utilization from university courses to the community) to come up with hypotheses + experimentation with Muse2 to test your hypotheses and share when they are proved).

This strategy can use existing options as hypotheses which is then an applied research. Or, it can come up with new, original hypotheses and discover new knowledge by testing them (which is basic research). It can combine both as needed.

Carnegie Mellon University courses from Biomedical Engineering (BME)

Basics (recommended - make sure you read):

42665 | Brain-Computer Interface: Principles and Applications:

Intermediate stuff (optional - some labs to practice):

2. 42783 | Neural Engineering laboratory - Neural engineering involves the practice of using tools we use to measure and manipulate neural activity: https://www.coursicle.com/cmu/courses/BMD/42783/

Expert stuff (only if you want to know the underlying physics behind BCI):

3. 18612 | Neural Technology: Sensing and Stimulation (this is the physics of brain cells, explaining how they can be read from and written into) https://www.andrew.cmu.edu/user/skkelly/18819e/18819E_Syllabus_F12.pdf

You have to read those books to facilitate knowledge transfer from the university to you.

With the above good quality knowledge that is empirically validated, the Bidirectional BCI can be likely detected (meaning proved) and in the process, new knowledge about it can be discovered.

Purchase a cheap unidirectional BCI device for experiments at home

Utilize all newly gained knowledge from the above books in practice to make educated guesses based on the books and then empirically validate them with Muse2. After it is validated, share your good quality, empirically validated information about the undisclosed Bidirectional BCI with the community (incl. the steps to validate it).

Python Project

Someone who knows Python should try to train an AI model to detect when what you hear is not from your ear drums. Here is my initial code: https://github.com/michaloblastni/insultdetector You can try this and send me your findings and improvements.

How to do research

Basic research makes progress by doing a literature review regarding a phenomenon, then identifying main explanatory theories, making new hypotheses and conducting experiments to find what happens. When new hypotheses are proved the existing knowledge is extended. New findings can be contributed back to extend existing theories.

In practice, you will review existing scientific theories that explain i.e. the biophysics behind sensing and stimulating brain activity, and you will try to extend those theories by coming up with new hypotheses and experimentally validating them. And then, you will repeat the cycle to discover more new knowledge. When it's a lot of iterations, you need a team.

In applied research, you start with a problem that needs solving. You do a literature review and study previous solutions to the problem. Then, you should synthesize a new solution from the existing ones, and it should involve extending them in a meaningful way. Your new solution should solve the problem in some measurably better way. You have to demonstrate what your novel solution does better i.e. by measuring it, or by proving it with some other way.

In practice, you will do a literature review of past designs of Bidirectional BCI and make them your design options. Then, you will synthesize a new design option from all the design options you reviewed. The new design will get you closer toward making a Bidirectional BCI work from a distance. Then, you will repeat the cycle to improve upon your design further until you eventually reach the goal. When it's a lot of iterations, you need a team.

Using a Bidirectional BCI device to achieve synthetic telepathy

How to approach learning, researching and life

At the core, the brain is a biological neural network. You make your own connections in it stronger when you repeatedly think of something (i.e. while watching an expert researcher on youtube). And your connections weaken and disconnect/reconnect/etc. when you stop thinking of something (i.e. you stop watching an expert on how to research and you start watching negative news instead).

You train yourself by watching/listening/hanging out with people, and by reading about/writing about/listening about/doing certain tasks, and also by other means.

The brain has a very limited way of functioning because when you stop repeatedly thinking of something it soon starts disappearing. Some people call it knowledge evaporation. It’s the disconnecting and reconnecting of neurons in your biological neural network. Old knowledge is gone and new knowledge is formed. It’s called neuroplasticity. It’s the ability of neurons to disconnect, connect elsewhere, etc. based on what you are thinking/reading/writing/listening/doing.

Minimize complexity by starting from the big picture (i.e. a theory that explains a phenomenon). Then, proceed and do problem solving with a top-down decomposition into subproblems. Focus only on key information for the purpose of each subproblem and skip other details. Solve separate subproblems separately.

[beautifult999]

I think it’s Voice To Skull technology being done to me, to be honest. If these were just voices in my head and ears, it would be a lot more ethereal, I think

[839am]

how it feels to be a targeted individual

[renee00124]

"Voice to Skull" (V2K) is patented technology used to beam the voice(s) of official personnel at the helm of mind invasive technology into a target's head typically for harassment or instructions reported by mass shooters. It is patented.

Many have been discredited as Schizo for decades, beginning in the early stages of human experimentation targeting generations of families within the brilliant hereditary mental illness tag coverup. No one is then or today exempt from DECADES of targeted focus on men, women and children, heinously. It continues to advance, to Brain Computer Interface, AI, etc., and also historically known as the DOD Voice of God, Microwave Auditory Effect aka Frey Effect, Synthetic or Artificial Telepathy, Remote Neural Monitoring, Neurophone, etc., with commercial versions, Audio Spotlight, Hypersonic Sound System etc., as it becomes mainstream.

This is a program Operation Paperclip founded after World War II that is so monstrous that most cannot believe it exists and has thrived, again for DECADES, as one of the key components in mind control studies.

The Association of Psychiatry has been on board since Day 1 with the historic connection of MKULTRA (Mind Kontrol Ultra) and exampled by Ewen Cameron's association as the President during intense mind control experimentation in Canada and the USA who Wikipedia documents specialized in mind control and psychiatry. This technology and its destruction of lives, by those deemed human guinea pigs, tops the like as one of the most horrific "Crimes of the Century."

The people involved and those at the helm have become little more than Sociopaths!

Believe it or not!

[groovytravelertyphoon]

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[penig]

So, in the category of Silly and Impossible Sim Challenges, I wonder what mods, cheats, and mechanics you'd have to use to make Murderbot in Sims 2?

Murderbot is a construct of a type called a SecUnit made of cloned human tissue, extremely complex hardware, and software that integrates with both and makes the hardware look simple. Its primary function is to protect, so it has energy weapons in its arms, superstrength, superspeed, a certain amount of self-healing, and can handle multiple sensory and data inputs, utilizing scout drones and a kind of universal internet/virtual reality environment called "the feed." It can, quite literally, fight a running battle with multiple opponents, hack multiple systems, track what's going on in other locations that it has camera access to, communicate and make coherent plans with other intelligent entities over the feed or through direct verbal communication, and worry about what's going on in places outside of its sensory reach, all at the same time. A lot of its time, however, has been spent monitoring a peaceful environment for threats and hacking systems while consuming media.

It can pass as a human augmented with cyborg technology, and has altered its height and its hair production to make this easier. It also runs subroutines to mimic random human movement when it wants to pass. When it doesn't want to pass, it becomes noticeably uncanny valley.

Corporations abuse their SecUnits functions quite a bit, and install governor modules in their constructs that punish them by directly acting on neural tissue, in case they protect the "wrong thing" (like, workers instead of equipment) but after a certain horrific incident, Murderbot hacked its governor module so that it could do whatever it wanted to. It then kept doing its job, lying low and watching media, because it didn't know what else it wanted to do; only what it didn't want to do. This backstory has left Murderbot full of rage and anxiety. It is touch averse and doesn't like being looked at directly or making eye contact with people. Sometimes it has an Emotion and it wants privacy for that.

It is AAA - agender, asexual, and aromantic. It literally has no sex organs, and being used to spy on clients 24/7 has left it not only indifferent to but deeply repulsed by sex - it fast-forwards through sex scenes in media. It doesn't even like the word "relationship," yet its favorite show is a long-running soap opera, and it tracks the personal relationships of its clients closely (ostensibly for security reasons; if a married couple who treat each other and it well retreat to a room it can't monitor they're more likely to be having sex than plotting against it, while two people who hate each other may break out into violence and require intervention to prevent them from damaging each other and/or company property).

It derives operating energy from a rechargeable battery pack of remarkable productivity and longevity. It could mimic eating or drinking, but what it consumed would just sit in a lung till it could be expelled and that's gross. Most human bodily functions repel it more or less, though it isn't disgusted by seeing people eat. It doesn't sleep but occasionally goes offline during recharge cycles, mostly to avoid conversations it doesn't want to have.

The obvious thing is to make it a servo, which should deal with some of the motive-based things; but the first thing you'd need would be a servo default that looked like a humaniform sim, onto which you could add layerable CC accessories. Its bare feet are a particular problem as they are never explicitly described, but the text makes it clear that they're not remotely like human feet. However, as I understand it (I have never played a servo), servos are on the same gender binary as humaniform sims, so we'd need a lot of androgynous CC, too. Its preferred clothing styles are hoodies and loose pants with lots of pockets (for carrying drones and tools and evidence and stuff; it also has secret compartments in its torso, which we fortunately don't have to worry about because of the inventory mechanic), and it wears boots with most outfits. Oh, yeah, and it can detach extremities and still operate them like drones, which I don't think we can simulate but so far in the series it's only done this once. Another difficulty with servos is that Murderbot's core identity is SecUnit and it resents being asked to do mundane chores outside of its function, while Servos were designed and coded with the notion of a housekeeping bot in mind.

Using an editing tool to set its gender preference at -100/-100 should be sufficient for the asexual/aromantic part. Zero social points is obvious; but nice points are a problem. Murderbot is capable of extreme violence even when its rage isn't activated (its rage is usually activated) but it's never unprovoked violence. It would never walk up to a stranger and flick their nose or otherwise pick a fight. It would recoil from flirts or solicitations to dance or play, but if you did get it to play catch with you, it wouldn't throw the ball at your head - it'd be more likely to aim precisely at your hand so that it's almost impossible for you not to catch it. In a lot of ways it's high nice, but the nice gestures are entirely inappropriate to it.

Active and playful points are another puzzle. Murderbot can stand still for hours, perfectly happy, watching hour after hour of media and scanning for threats, but it can also sustain heavy mental and physical activity for similar stretches of time. It takes life very seriously but has a snarky sense of humor and an endless capacity for media consumption.

Honestly all the personality points are like that. It's scrupulously tidy but isn't down for cleaning up after anybody - that's one of the things drones and cleaning bots are for. It's cripplingly shy but you only have to look vulnerable and it will adopt you as a client and protect you with its life and then some, even if you're not very nice to it. (We only see it happen once, but it has no reason to lie when it says that multiple clients have shot it.)

Aspiration is hard. It likes winning fights and Popularity is the least sexy aspiration, but the idea of it actively wanting to make friends with people or throw parties is absurd. Fortune sims are very sexy and though Murderbot likes getting paid so it can get its own gear and doesn't have to pirate shows it's not much into money otherwise. Pleasure and Romance are right out. Family would be...technically doable but so, so weird in so, so many ways. And Knowledge...well, it's very smart indeed, and highly knowledgeable in its areas of interest, but it's also prone to using words it knows are wrong but can't be bothered to correct, and it complains about the low quality of learning modules provided by the company it was owned by until the end of the first book, but never provides itself with better ones.

It would have to have max body points and stuck smart milk syndrome, but otherwise start play pretty ignorant.

Probably you couldn't really do it satisfactorily at all, but I'm willing to hear suggestions from simmers who have read The Murderbot Diaries, or have played nonhuman sims before and know where the CC is.

[bluesunsdusk]

--// I don't think I ever really touched on Najma's brain structure.

It's a form of wetware built to simulate the structure of a human brain. From their base structure, it analyzed and copied the neural pathways of their owner while linked with her through an implant with the intention to create a synthetic copy of her brain in real-time with an omnic element to detect, regulate and correct any errors.

Najma started out as a rather primitive medical assistance unit that would monitor and correct certain activity within the human brain through the use of an implant that let them remain remotely connected to the patient and know when the assist in a multitude of ways. It meant Dunia, their owner, grew up with rather little privacy from the age that they were given Najma, but she was lucky to have parents who wouldn't pry into the data the unit collected.

Eventually, the unit would be upgraded over time. Dunia became invested in making Najma more and more advanced over time with the use of many new technology that sprung up. When she joined Omnica Corporation, she used their resources to form a new set of processing units until she reached the synthetic human brain model.

There was an oversight in the fact that it was still a self-learning and self-updating AI, much like the omniums. While the way their mind adapted made them seem very human, they were still very omnic.

I initially made this characters before the release of Echo and knew nothing about Aurora and yet Najma is starting to look like an in-between of the two where Aurora seems more robotic and industrial and Echo is very sleek, so I feel very validated. Heck, they were even going to have a light-based kit, though I only mentioned that in tags like once, noting when they were still going to be called Prisma.

Anyway...

Najma's adaptive circuitry is made in a bid to copy the way the human brain works. This, along with being directly connected to a human rather than being linked to the long-distance omnic signal network, made them inherently able to withstand Anubis' influence. This means their primary directive of protecting the Daher household remained unaltered. They slightly turned away from their directive by prioritizing the children over Dunia, which should have been expected considering Dunia would have done the same.

Their change into being sapient was more gradual than other omnics, but they already felt almost alive. I didn't have a timeline for it, but we already knew there was a universal awakening. The introduction of Aurora means Najma's sapience was jump-started when that unit sacrificed herself to grant the other units sapience. They would say it was their first burst of clarity before continuing to live as a whisper, just a more thoughtful whisper. They couldn't pinpoint an exact time when they became a full individual and not just something acting on an adaptive autopilot.

Najma's brain, much like their muscles, is self-repairing. They have a secondary, more static, element that stores the mapping of their brain as a type of system restore or failsafe. This section is what makes them more susceptible to things that would affect omnics and older models than humans are. This static component is a holdover from very early development. Almost all of their old components have replaced with more modern technologies by now, including large portions of their brain.

Usually, a brain component would be given a month or two to integrate before older brain components were removed. Delicacy of the procedure increased as their brain grew more complex and thus contained more fragile components. Knowledge of this repeated data transfer process used to not cause them any insecurities until after their incident with Dunia’s final human-to-machine data transfer experiment. This incident is also when they realized they hadn't truly lived as a respected equal a single day in their life.

By definition, Najma is not an omnic. They were created by hand with omnica corporation components, but they weren't made by an omnium.

Their owner, who used them for her experiments, was slightly at odds with Dr. Liao because Dunia didn't always understand the point of her project with Aurora. Omnics were plenty advanced as it is. This might make them harder to hack, an admittedly valuable thing during the omnic crisis, but she was for more concerned with her own work instead. She personally rather look into a melding between human and machine. It had worked well for her, increasing her lifespan well beyond what had been expected with minimal invasive surgeries since the introduction of the unit, and the rest of humanity deserved to enjoy such advancement as well. Everyone deserved a guardian.

Dunia also felt that you can't make the omnics more humans without a human element. "Given enough time to adapt, this unit's brain will function exactly the same as mine, but with none of the faults and capable of self-repair. This is more than just building an army of metal adult-shaped children, this is evolution. A synthesis between man and machine. Massive strides in diagnostics and neurological care. We could cheat death..."

Najma still holds much of the data from Dunia’s brain, but they keep a portion of it compressed or locked away in their mind, preferring not to look back on that nor to remove it. They sometimes still struggle with the idea that all their beliefs and interests are just something bestowed upon them by Dunia’s brain and they'll never actually be their own person. They even both strongly believed in the pursuit of human and omnic synthesis, even while Dunia allowed Najma to independently study the workings of omnic brains and the Anubis program in pursuit of the advancement of the omnic species rather than that of humans. Najma further believed that if they could show hard evidence of how similar omnics are to humans, the humans would gain some damned chill.

Najma thought the independence granted to them for these pursuits was Dunia acknowledging they were a separate and living entity, that Dunia also felt omnics deserved to advance and proliferate the way humans do, but she was really just curious to see how similar to her this unit might behave.

Omnics, as a first generation, are dying out. More need to be constructed to maintain their population, but those new constructs will need a way independent of the iris to become whole. That way will be found, they're certain of that, but there will be no new Aurora.

While Najma doesn't approve of a second omnic crisis, Ramattra is paving the way for a second generation of omnics, and Najma hopes to study this generation when it comes. There should be a way to ensure they don't live the majority of their formative years as mindless slaves to a warmonger who couldn't rise above his programming. There should be a way to wake them up without sacrifices. There should be a way to grant them free will, a way to not put someone else's sorrow onto their shoulders.

They also have very mixed feelings about humans. They used to be closer with humans while feeling more tentative about their opinions towards other omnics due to being basically raised by humans, but the omnics they spend most of their time with now have been extremely accepting of them even while not understanding them. Even so, they struggle to feel entirely welcome in either space.

Ramattra makes the occasional error, but he's trying to understand where Najma's abilities stem from and how they work, while also reconciling the fact that Najma is not going to hijack him like Anubis even if Helix nicknamed them Anupet, after the god program. Maximilien has a large number of omnic staff and uses his delicate form of manipulation to keep them favorable of him even when he comes across as obviously sleazy.

Setesh is the most patient and understanding of them all, being thoughtful and tentative in nature towards other synthetic lifeforms, having requested for Talon to allow them to visit various struggling groups of omnics, having urged Ramattra to assist in their care because they are omnic regardless of whether they come from a factory or not, and having requested Najma be taught self-defense. Setesh has also suggested to let Najma examine Omniums for Set's curiosity on whether omniums are also sentient enough to recognize threats against their existence and defend themselves.

Of course, it doesn't help that being in Talon exposes them to the worst of humanity and they can feel the fear and anger in people they compel harshly enough. Often, the last thought they experience through extreme Talon testing is the thought that they're a monster, leading them to eventually believe that and retreat from their contact with humans, preferring to be around only other omnics.

Najma joins Null Sector and studies the new units for their own ends partially as a result of this, choosing not to inform Ramattra of their goal being to pretty much end the war by granting the units some form of sapience, even if rudimentary. They know it's possible. All it takes is some extra work. They still accept the codename Helix gave them, but they prefer to compel people in ways that make the victim unable to commit harm. Their kit centers around damage reduction.

Gets deployed by Null Sector as last resort. Stops the fighting. Doesn't elaborate. Leaves.

Their track record for compelling omnics seems to be zero up until the second omnic crisis, because they rarely have to. However, when Null Sector churns out blank units, Najma does take control of some of those to act as an entourage or to simply cease combat and initiate small-scale retreats whenever desired. They can't control every unit on the battlefield, however, so one is only at their much laxer and more narrowly-coordinated mercy when near them.

They do have multiple tools to extend their reach, but it puts a heavy toll on their systems to over-extend and control too many people.

Najma would ideally pull a Druig and retreat into an isolated omnium somewhere with their reclaimed units and perhaps some friends who chose to come with them, away from humans, but there's no more room on this planet for them. There's no more room on this planet for anything other than humans.

They have looked into using the nanites and other forms of technology to upgrade units the way that has been done to units like Orisa, they just aren't sure how to apply that to a whole omnium's in-progress production line. Aurora couldn't be mass-produced, so it stands to reason that this would be a near impossible endeavor.

Does Najma's brain have hard light elements? It shouldn't, but we don't know how the Iris works. I've considered that there might be trace light elements inside them, especially considering they were working within Oasis and Dunia likely had plenty of contact with members of Vishkar. Najma would be very interested in integrating hard light into their systems similarly to Echo, but they'd only consider it after actually meeting Echo. They'd be far more interested in biolight as a venue for omnic advancement though. Mainly because it's a synthesis of life and tech and they love that for him.

They used to want to be human or more human so bad, but the more they live in this world, the more they see that they don't want to be human. All they wanted was to be treated fairly and to experience the world as fully as a human could. They want less and less to be human or omnic the more they spend no longer linked to their former owner. They just want to be and they want to live, and they want to advance.

Najma actually works on developing tactile sensation for over their entire body, specifically in the artificial musculature, like they have in their finger tip sensors. It takes a bit to get used to.