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Vivisection
© 2023 by Walter Reimer
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Major Matt Mason
The holographic projection had segmented, with the smaller areas showing frequent updates as Captain-major m’Gen’s technicians continued to bore into the Terran AI. The small ship housing the thing was maintaining a constant distance from the arbitrary border, moving relatively slowly through hyperspace while the ShZB-597 kept station on the Imperial side of the boundary.
M’Gen walked over to the largest part of the projection, where the artificial intelligence’s programming architecture was laid out in three dimensions. It looked like a city, with the various code sections and processing blocks depicted as rectangular solids of varying sizes. Starting with the low-priority block that the shlani had succeeded in penetrating, a solid minority of the ‘buildings’ had turned gold.
This was in some ways a far more delicate operation than when they had subverted Argos and Borealis . They had to infiltrate the AI and study it without the tank of cloned nerve cells or its Terran masters knowing it, learn what they could of its purpose, and withdraw without leaving any traces.
The progress had been supposed to proceed on a broad front, but the kam’s tail pointed at one squat block, colored the light shade of blue that signified ‘danger,’ where the gold wave split. “What is this?”
One of the senior techs replied, “We’re not certain, and we took the decision to isolate it.”
“Why?”
“I think it’s a tripwire,” another said. “Designed to trigger something if it’s interfered with.”
“Understood. What’s it connected to?” M’Gen asked.
“Engines, navigation, and primary cognition.”
“Ernnh. Yes, you might be correct. Monitor it carefully. “How is our progress elsewhere?”
“We have control over many of the minor functions,” the senior technician said. “Several of the programmers are probing the ship’s primary cognition center to determine the most likely avenues of approach.”
“Very good.” M’Gen glanced at the ShZB-597’s captain.
The kam gestured comprehension. His orders were to run as fast as the engines would allow if the Terran ship raised an alarm or a warship appeared. “Pilot?”
“Escape course is being updated constantly,” the vir said.
“Good.”
M’Gen felt vaguely reassured, as another part of the AI turned from blue to gold.
© 2023 by Walter Reimer
Thumbnail art by
baroncoon, color by 
Major Matt MasonThe holographic projection had segmented, with the smaller areas showing frequent updates as Captain-major m’Gen’s technicians continued to bore into the Terran AI. The small ship housing the thing was maintaining a constant distance from the arbitrary border, moving relatively slowly through hyperspace while the ShZB-597 kept station on the Imperial side of the boundary.
M’Gen walked over to the largest part of the projection, where the artificial intelligence’s programming architecture was laid out in three dimensions. It looked like a city, with the various code sections and processing blocks depicted as rectangular solids of varying sizes. Starting with the low-priority block that the shlani had succeeded in penetrating, a solid minority of the ‘buildings’ had turned gold.
This was in some ways a far more delicate operation than when they had subverted Argos and Borealis . They had to infiltrate the AI and study it without the tank of cloned nerve cells or its Terran masters knowing it, learn what they could of its purpose, and withdraw without leaving any traces.
The progress had been supposed to proceed on a broad front, but the kam’s tail pointed at one squat block, colored the light shade of blue that signified ‘danger,’ where the gold wave split. “What is this?”
One of the senior techs replied, “We’re not certain, and we took the decision to isolate it.”
“Why?”
“I think it’s a tripwire,” another said. “Designed to trigger something if it’s interfered with.”
“Understood. What’s it connected to?” M’Gen asked.
“Engines, navigation, and primary cognition.”
“Ernnh. Yes, you might be correct. Monitor it carefully. “How is our progress elsewhere?”
“We have control over many of the minor functions,” the senior technician said. “Several of the programmers are probing the ship’s primary cognition center to determine the most likely avenues of approach.”
“Very good.” M’Gen glanced at the ShZB-597’s captain.
The kam gestured comprehension. His orders were to run as fast as the engines would allow if the Terran ship raised an alarm or a warship appeared. “Pilot?”
“Escape course is being updated constantly,” the vir said.
“Good.”
M’Gen felt vaguely reassured, as another part of the AI turned from blue to gold.
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Alien (Other)
Size 99 x 120px
File Size 36.3 kB
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