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Post by heyitskane on Jun 25, 2016 22:04:57 GMT
A teenage boy, aged at roughly fourteen and a half years since his first cells were created, sleeps in a lab. The boy has never awoken, a fact that will change very soon. Unfortunately for him he has not yet been assigned a name, and has been referred to as experiment 15629-B for what has been nearly a decade and a half. Nearby is a computer, which upon the boy's awakening, will generate a name and personality for the boy, as well as all the knowledge he would have missed out on during his slumber and then some. Now that the computer has reached 00:00:00:20, it will attempt to generate a name. What will this boy's name be?
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Post by Sharkalien on Jun 25, 2016 22:09:09 GMT
>Morning Breath
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 25, 2016 23:13:31 GMT
>Morning Breath The computer generates the name Morning Breath. This is what happens when you leave computers running for fourteen and a half years. The computer recognizes its error and begins to generate a new name, with only 00:00:00:05 left on the clock.
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Post by imglasses on Jun 25, 2016 23:20:20 GMT
>Pepe le Froge
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 25, 2016 23:53:14 GMT
>Pepe le froge Less than a tenth of a second later, the computer generates the name... pepe le froge. This thing is obviously a piece of shit. Hopefully it con generate a non-stupid name in less than 4.9 seconds.
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Post by Sharkalien on Jun 26, 2016 0:58:53 GMT
>Pope Francis III
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Post by quixoticTokki on Jun 26, 2016 1:12:35 GMT
> John Egbert
> Ryan Howard
> Paul McMillan
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 26, 2016 3:10:01 GMT
>Ryan howard After 4.8 seconds of calculating, the computer finally generated a real sounding name. Appearantly, the person who designed the computer was also a fan of overused jokes. Anyways, in exactly 0.2 seconds, Ryan will be released from the tube and finally be able to explore. It's about damn time, thinks some random entity in what is presumably another plane of existance.
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Post by Sharkalien on Jun 26, 2016 3:21:16 GMT
>No, go back to generating stupid names
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Post by spacedwarfindustries on Jun 26, 2016 13:42:10 GMT
>computer: have a robofit about not being allowed to generate more stupid names and eject the meatling with force
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 26, 2016 16:26:18 GMT
>computer: have a robofit about not being allowed to generate more stupid names and eject the meatling with force You forcefully eject the meatling, and are so mad about it, that it looks really shitty in your computerized brain. The computer would then realize that it could generate names without the meatling, and continued to do so for several thousand years. You are now the meatling.
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Post by Sharkalien on Jun 26, 2016 16:41:40 GMT
>Your muscles have atrophied! Flop around until you can find some steroids
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 26, 2016 17:05:38 GMT
>Your muscles have atrophied! Flop around until you can find some steroids You consume the liquid that housed you for the past 14.5 years, which functions as many things, including a steriod, antibiotic, and the cure for cancer. The liquid quickly deals with your atrophy, and your Stalwartness level goes from 0.5 to 7. You now have the strength slightly above the average humans, and are immune to cancer, as well as most diseases. Lucky you!
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Post by spacedwarfindustries on Jun 26, 2016 20:27:03 GMT
>Be greeted by charming lady over tinny PA system welcoming you to lab
>Failing that, pretend to be a charming lady and guide yourself through this lab
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Post by SpottedBlades on Jun 26, 2016 20:31:59 GMT
> Explore your surroundings
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 27, 2016 2:44:15 GMT
>Explore your surroundings You look around to find the tube you were in for the past fourteen years, the liquid you just drank, the computer that generated your name, and is continually generating new ones, a seemingly sealed door, and a bizzare and slightly terrifying fleshy growth in the corner. You also examine the two walls that are invisible from the camera's point of view, but nothing seems to be on them, and thus they are not worth rendering. You of course say all of this out loud in the most mechanically feminine voice you can muster. You also take the time to examine the knowledge that was inserted into your brain a few seconds ago. You know that the current date is 7/15/2157, and you have a general overview of history, as well as science, mathematics, and general knowledge, but it appears that any information discovered past the date 1/1/2017 has been corrupted and failed to be ported to your conscience. You also feel around your body to discover a mysterious chip in the back of your neck, which seems to be constantly sending your memories to some database far away.
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Post by SpottedBlades on Jun 28, 2016 18:57:11 GMT
> Did something happen to your eyes?
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Post by Marimarine on Jun 28, 2016 22:51:20 GMT
Flip switch-thingy.
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 29, 2016 0:25:51 GMT
>Did something happen to your eyes? Plot twist! They've been under your hair the entire time!
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 29, 2016 0:40:07 GMT
>Flip the switch-thingy Upon flipping the switch, it sunk back into the wall and activated a mechanism that appears to have put a hole in the floor, as well as created a ladder. Are you sure you want to descend? There is still something you haven't interacted with yet.
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Post by SpottedBlades on Jun 29, 2016 0:50:56 GMT
> Check the weird fleshy thing in the corner. Can you eat it?
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Post by heyitskane on Jun 30, 2016 21:48:50 GMT
Check out the fleshy thing in the corner. Can you eat it? Eating the fleshy thing would be very ill advised. It looks simply repulsive, and could potentially have the capacity to kill you. Or not, you never really know with these fleshy things, do you? Of course not, as this is the first weird fleshy thing you have seen.
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Post by heyitskane on Jul 1, 2016 1:02:42 GMT
>Say hello to the fleshy triangle Yeah, this thing doesn't seem like it wants to talk, or is capable of anything vaguely resembling speech. You decide to name him dorito.
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Post by heyitskane on Jul 1, 2016 1:14:19 GMT
>Examine chip in the back of your neck Moving on to a slightly different kind of chip, the microchip in the back of your neck is absurdly small. It is hooked up to your nervous system and seems to be constantly analyzing and exporting your medical data to some distant server.
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Post by Marimarine on Jul 1, 2016 14:49:08 GMT
Enough dillydallying, let's go down that ladder!
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