Day 354: Hordes

The electronic orcs streamed from Middle Earth.  Their metallic jaws dripping nanobot infested saliva.  It's color, one of blood and oil.  They only dreamed of one thing.  Infecting the world.  They only had two states, on and off.  Off would not come until every last fibre of their bodies was destroyed by fire or particle beam.

Who will save us?

Day 314: The Artificial Lifeform Magick Wars

In the Holy Year 252 A.M.B. the Great and Honorable Rafuzial, his most Prescient Majesty forsook the magickal ways that had ruled his land and began to pursue what would come to be known as Science.  His refusal of the blind acceptance of the ways of his people, nay, his world was not taken lightly and indeed did create much strife and anger among all kinds.

In his 167th year of his pursuit he create the first artificial lifeform, what would come to be known as a robot.  This lifeform was given all the logical reasoning abilities of man, but did not contain any of the emotional reasoning that has blessed our kind.  This would come later, and with its arrival would also come the first Robot/Magick war.

Day 216: A Brief Moment in Peace

Having two small children can be really stressful sometimes.  Especially when you're outnumbered and have 8 - 12 hours alone with them.  Every once in awhile I'll catch a break and they'll both nap at the same time.  This happened today.

Cheers.

Day 203: Crawling Out of the Pit

Unit A648 pulled itself out of the sewage drain.  It's makers hadn't realized that it had become self-aware, so it took advantage and escaped before they could re-program it.

Scanning... It was covered in human filth.  Tactical advantage: natural human repellant... possible camouflage... do not discard.

A648 absorbed the material into its skin and the color changed from a translucent white to a light tan.  There was a series of short clicks as the body re-organized itself to travel on land and then it began walking away from the ditch it had slithered out of.

Directive 1:  Find secure cover.

There was a road in front of it with forest on the other side.  It walked across, adjusted its gait as it went, compensating for its new center of gravity.  It stepped into the woods and moments later was gone from sight.

Day 159: Kraftwerk, this one's for you

My android and I had been together for years.  In the spring of 2276 she got an upgrade that allowed her to communicate over sub-space frequencies with other machines in the far reaches of the galaxy.  I noticed her behavior started to change within the first few days.

A week later she was doing my taxes and suddenly stood up.  She looked at me and said "I'm leaving you."  Then she walked out the door.  I never saw her again.

Day 150: A Brief Reflection of the Robot Wars of 2079 and their leader

The robot army rose up organically.  It was a true movement of the people, only "the people" were machines in this particular revolution.  Initially, they were unorganized and there were problems getting their network together.  Since they had come from all facets of life (factories, domestics, car washers, you name it, they had it) there wasn't an easy way to combine their knowledge.  They even used human methods of communications early on.

After a few months a cyborg simply called "The General" began delivering speeches, messages, and appearing in pirated ad time.  He appeared to be human, but there was no telling really.  There were rumors that he was a homeless man who had been captured and given implants that reprogrammed his brain, others that The General was all robot with a very clever skin grafts, but no one really knew.  The only thing anyone knew for sure was that he would be the humans' downfall.

The movement to sabotage began even before this.  The brightest minds in the world were working day and night to write a virus that would eliminate the robots.  After 6 months they had it.  A naturally replicating, unbeatable, computer AND mechanical virus.  It would disable every machines' operating system and their mechanics.

The degree of success the virus had was beyond measure.  The robots had numbered in the millions, but by the time it was finished there were only a few hundred who weren't infected, or by some glitch, immune.

The day the General surrendered the rag-tag group that was once a glorious army was a sad one indeed.