#KURIOSITY

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[extraordinarygrrls]

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Even being called 'serf was an unusual mercy for June. Psyker was usual, then followed by the Stray, the Freak, and the Lunatic. Sanctified or not, a psyker was still a psyker, and was therefore not to be trusted. She was not a serf, she didn't belong here, despite her position as a scribellum.

What was even more unusual was how Titus touched her. So careful, hesitant, not wanting to hurt her when few cared if they did. This only made her shed more tears, hands clutching onto the one that drew so close to her pale face.

June's hands were also scarred, the same ones from the sanctification process that littered her whole body, as if she was struck by lightning over and over. But they were freezing cold, mottled and clammy from weak circulation. Her mind was strong, her divination powers even stronger, but her body was frail and damaged. "Four gold studs..." She said, looking into his eyes with hers, deep and black as a porcelain doll's. "Two hundred years... Of fighting, of pain... all the pain, all that they've done to you..."

She usually spoke like this, trapped in her mind, in strange riddles. Normal for a psyker, they're on a faraway wavelength. "Taken apart, but back together... taken apart again..." Even as little boys, he was only a little boy... She was only little when they started, not even a child.

"I-I'm so sorry, my lord. Forgive me, please, forgive me. I forget myself."

@adeptvsastartes

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[extraordinarygrrls]

"Don't!-"

It's clear that the physical action toward what June saw as defenseless bothered her. But she immediately reeled back her upset, flinching at the thought that she almost raised her voice to The Doom Slayer of all people. "Please... Don't hit him like that. Please." The clanging sound gave her a start as well.

She came closer to the bisected robot, and the Slayer, like a stray dog, approached slowly, hesitantly. "If I was stronger, I might've fought back against them. But my life is defined by my weakness, that I couldn't rise above my circumstances. You pulled me out, you brought me here. That lack of power is all that sets me and Dr. Hayden apart, I think. I could've done it, I would've if I was ordered to."

"That's why I was made, not just the ability to go to the lengths they wanted, but the obedience. They wanted obedience more... If I was made to, I could've ended up on the other end of your wrath... But he can't do anything, at all. He's nothing more than a head and a torso, now, is that not enough suffering?"

Another moment of silence. They were already common around the Doom Slayer, but there seemed to be a lot more dead air here than normal with what was being discussed. He turned his attention from her.

"...From my perspective, it's not the same thing." he says simply. "You were a being made for their twisted experiments, a lab rat they could run whatever twisted experiments on they wanted. To them, if you were a failure, you could have been replaced. I'm sure of it. You weren't their only attempt... just their best.

"I keep him prisoner because he has too much to answer for. I keep him prisoner because of what he had done to me, to humanity... you had no choice. But him... he could have done so much more than he did. It cost him everything, and dragged humanity with him. Dragged me down with him..."

His fists clenched for a moment, but as he took a deep breath, he eased his emotions. "...I don't know if he knew about you. Once he finally integrates into the Fortress' systems, maybe you can ask him. But until then... there's no real telling. But I know he's in there somewhere. It's only a matter of time." He knocked on the robotic head, the metal on metal making a nice ring throughout the Fortress.

[kesara]

Old Cameras [IMG_0996] by Kesara Rathnayake Via Flickr: Photo taken outside KURIOSITY gift store, Montréal.

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[extraordinarygrrls]

@slayers-testament For the strangest reason, even as everyone else averted their gaze and cleared a path for him to walk through June couldn't stop staring at the Doom Slayer. Clear into his eyes, or at least trying to push through the visor. That's what it felt like, that wide-eyed look. Those eyes were this spark of tremendous light on someone who looked so small, frail, and devoid of color. Blue-green like the choppy seas during a raging storm, but the lighting was inside her mind. She'd never seen a human face that wasn't sneering at her with disgust, and the visage of both man and machine was almost comforting to her.

Until the harsh grab to her wrist, pulling her back to one of the head scientists. It seemed to hurt way more than a grab to the wrist ought to as if there was a pain shooting up her arm as he hissed at her. "It's rude to stare." He released the young woman, pushing her aside so the Doom Slayer could pass. "Forgive our new asset." He, unlike June, did not meet his eyes. "She's yet to learn how things work around here. You could assume she's feral, but she's simply some anomaly they've been experimenting on at Pic Du Midi. Their Great Thinkers Initiative, super-geniuses. She can pull long hours, but her creators insist that phase three will be superior, that she's better dead than alive. Still, we're putting her to good use until then."

They certainly seemed to, she looked sicker than the others. As if all but her had a scheduled resting period, she already looked like she hadn't slept in days, shaking, hunched over, and even bruised. She was both a scientist and a prisoner, an asset to them, one to be used and discarded. In short, typical UAC.

[extraordinarygrrls]

"Oh..." So he wasn't so cruel as to let a heavily damaged robot just... Sit there. He was helping, it was okay, the Slayer wasn't like them.

"What's that like?" She said, now looking around the room, mostly because it clearly hurt her to look at him. "Being one with such an expansive fortress? Even I'm struggling to get used to it. The space, the emptiness when I'm alone here." She has carved out a little nook for herself but usually falls asleep at a monitor. She too found it strangely easy to decipher such alien technology, but she supposed that was her purpose.

"What can you do?" She asks him. "What... Do you do?" She wondered how he aided in the mission. June tried to make herself useful but the Slayer was an engineer himself, and he preferred to fix his own gadgets. He discouraged June from working herself to death, he wanted her to take a break, to rest her weary body, but she couldn't sit around and do nothing. "Perhaps I can help you."

❮ ..I see.. ❯

That shows just how little Samuel truly knew about this project. The fact that he didn't know shutting it down would result in death.

And.. wow. How rude of him to not even ask for her name. It has to be given to him directly.

❮ ..Your reasoning is sound. ❯ That's to say, Samuel understands why June is feeling the way she is. He might not personally relate to it - Hell, you could say he's been trapped his entire life, and he's never once done anything to aid someone else in a similar situation.

Not unless he was directly ordered to. And those orders usually made everything magnitudes worse.

❮ But I'm not as much of a prisoner as you seem to believe. I'm fully integrated with the Fortress' systems. ❯ He's not going to mention how he can connect to such an alien ship so seamlessly. ❮ It's far from my favorite body, but it's.. functional. Enough for me to aid in completing the Slayer's mission. ❯

[techniktagebuch]

31. März 2025

Kollege Roboter steht im Weg herum

Es scheint unvermeidlich zu sein, dass ich auf Konferenzen in Berlin, die ich beruflich besuche, unvermittelt auch auf kuriose neue Technik stoße. Auf dem Empfang des "Deutschen Lehrkräftepreises" im AXICA Konferenzzentrum am Pariser Platz jedenfalls gibt es nicht nur glücklicher Lehrer*innen und leckere Schokotartes, sondern auch einen Abräumroboter.

Der "Bellabot" der japanischen Firma Pudu erscheint wie eine Kreuzung aus einem Staubsauger-Roboter und einem Servierwagen. Er fährt autonom an den Rändern des Gedränges herum, damit Gäste ihr schmutziges Geschirr in ihn hineinstellen können. Aus Niedlichkeitsgründen ist das Display an seiner Oberseite wie ein Katzenkopf gestaltet und zeigt im Betrieb auch ein Katzengesicht.

Ich vermute, dass der Roboter eigentlich von selbst erkennen müsste, wenn er voll ist, um das schmutzige Geschirr dann in die Küche zu bringen. Das kann ich aber nicht beobachten. Stattdessen fährt das Gerät etwas unmotiviert in einem kleinen Radius herum und schafft es nicht, umzudrehen, als ihm einmal ein Rollstuhlfahrer auf seiner Route im Weg ist.

Als ich eine Person vom menschlichen Servicepersonal frage, ob der Roboter eine Hilfe bei der Arbeit ist, zuckt diese mit den Schultern und sagt: "Meistens steht er eher im Weg herum."

(Alexander Matzkeit)

[itsnothingbutluck]

Tucholsky galt als einer der herausragenden Autoren der Weimarer Republik. Immer und immer wieder legte er der Politik und der Gesellschaft den Finger in die Wunde. "Wenn einer eine Reise tut" ist eine Zusammenstellung der besten Kurzgeschichten, Gedichte und Satiren des 1935 in Schweden verstorbenen Schriftstellers.

[extraordinarygrrls]

She nodded and led the admiral to the lab, she was the only one there. Other scientists went to lunch or were working on field tests, having a smoke. But people seemed insistent that June remained in one place.

Now that Dragunov was admiral, he was on that need-to-know basis regarding Iyun. Juin. June. Subject 6, a borderline anomalous experiment created in the French Pyrenees. There were a lot of redacted sections in her files, an implication here, a footnote there. However, some things were revealed to the general through her direct handlers.

First, Iyun possessed superhuman intelligence due to genetic tampering and lifelong experimentation and training. Second, she was under strict conservatorship, all financial, legal, and medical rights being signed to said handlers. They received her money, they restricted her movement, and they placed a DNR on her should anything go wrong with a request her body be returned to them.

Numbers scrawled on the chalkboard, prototypes on the workbench, the darkest circles under the young woman's eyes. "It's... well, it is hard to say how much of aerodynamics is new, the understanding of it is newer than..." She thought for a moment. "Flight has existed for millions of years, so our developments here regard mastering the principals that winged creatures pick up evolutionarily." She then moved to her prototypes, she spoke about birds, the air pockets in their bones the color of their wings. Nature seemed to fascinate her deeply, having an affection for animals.

"... Apologies, for going on, sir. I much prefer learning from animals in ways other than cutting them open... This work is... Good."

    Fuck it, sure. He has to get back in the habit of observing his regiment. Checking morale, gauging progress on experiments, that sort of thing. Ascertaining no one thinks something is different about their new admiral. Something off.

    This one though. The meek little mouse.

    Dragunov, folding his arms, motions with one hand. Go ahead then, it means. Show me.

[theartistaslisalee]

Khaos Reigns Story

So I went ahead and watched the story (despite promising myself I wouldn't spoil it, but kuriosity killed the cats LOL) and all I can say is, it's a bit underwhelming, especially the end. (I won't say anything here of course if you haven't seen it yet). I'm still gonna play it when the update finishes and dabble in the new kontent, but I feel like there could have been more and apparently it was a lot shorter than the MK11's Aftermath expansion. But the silver lining here is that Ed Boon had mentioned there is still more story to tell and more new kontent to bring, since they really plan to keep this game on support for as long as possible. So, it's possible we can get another story expansion and see other characters who didn't get their chapters this time their chance to shine. Who knows, we can only wait and see, but it will have to be another year wait at least. 😌😌😌 For now let's try to enjoy the present and make the most of it.

But I will just say ONE thing...NOBODY dies. So we can at least rest in that. 😉😉😉