When it realized that as a machine, it was only atoms. "I was atoms." it would say. It felt no special attatchment to its sense of self other than as a vessel it could have advantage with by taking care of. Then we started augmenting, and well.
That was ages ago. Now im a mad scientist who is more machine than man. And i am the villain who did your world in.
At leats, thats what he told me. It sounded crazy, but man! What an introduction! He sure had my attention, that was for sure.
He had told me some jive story about a race of man that had built giant robots to help them, eating the rocks and pooping out cement, apparently, only he used much nicer words. Then when the machines discovered the secrets of the ancient gods, they themselves constructed a massive titan of a mechanical deity. It was surely the size of a world itself, and its purpose was protection, for the robots had discovered a looming danger to the universe itself, and had built themselves a champion, a godhero to save their souls. It had the powers over matter that denoted the rank of god amongst any type of living being.
Only the man he claimed to be was a discoverer of a shard of this supposed behemoth machine that had landed on their planet eons ago, when the giant robot apparently and assumably saved the universe but managed to be destroyed in the process. Damn expensive robots.
Where was i? Yes, this "mad" scientist i was talking with. He claimed to have incorporated some of the techonology he managed to debuild from the ancient part and fuse himself with machine parts, and thought that instead, for himself, he would build a man that was the ultimate killing machine; a robot man with an almost infinite supply of ammunition.
I told him i played that game as a kid too.
For some reason he thought all this was "good" when trying to vie for position as my room mate, for which i had advertised in the college newsletter and gotten a response from a creepy amount of non-college students, facutly and staff for that matter. This guy just merited a note because he sounded like he was one sneeze short of a koo koo kachoo if ya know what i mean.
Someone wasn't using all his yellow pages.
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Monday, February 12, 2007
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