gaveherwings: (Computer)
[personal profile] gaveherwings
In the light of current events, as well as an increasing awareness of our dependency on electronic assistance, it begs the question...

Humankind really is over-reliant on our own technological advancements, aren't we?

My own city of Romdeau fell in part because of the Cogito Virus, which gave rise to the revolt of artificial intelligence. We could not function in our day-to-day lives without entourage and other service autoreivs handling menial operative tasks within the dome. People went mad, lost sheep- it was really quite humbling, how easy crippled we were. How childlike and helpless. Myself included. This world has changed me even in the simplest ways.

Three years ago, prior to my arrival, I'd never really done any cooking for myself, or cleaning for instance, or... so many things. Blackouts would render even the modern day hospital effectively paralyzed, if not for our backup generators.

(This is an awfully ironic conversation to be opening over NV, isn't it?)

All the same, my curiosity is piqued-

Some of you are from ages before the development of computers, androids, networks, lights, motorized vehicles, electronic devices and appliances, digital media, etc, etc...

I'd really like to know- what was it like? How did you live? What was the adaptations necessary, living "hands on", and without tools? Reliant on only face to face communications.

How is it for you now? Improved? Or do you feel as we're all inadept and talentless by comparison, as drone-like as the binary accessories which support us?

fluffybeard: (♣ UNDER CONTROL Hawke)
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[There is a man in a bar. In a corner, alone. He has a glass in his hand and a sword on his back. He looks flushed and well within the throws of alcohol. He sighs heavily and turns a page of the book he calls and NV and starts speaking.]

So I have a hypothetical for all you fellow prisoners.

[He smiled, though it wasn't one of happiness, it was one that portrayed a different emotion. It was filled with a bitter sadness and the only way the man could be smiling was because that was his way of dealing with it.]

If you arrived here... and someone you loved had no idea who you are what would you do? Cause I've been thinking it over. My first thought was to get drunk and that worked really well. I don't think it's helped me suss the issue out any. I guess that means Garret Hawke is back on the market.

[He drains the rest of his glass and puts it down with a thunk on the table.]

Any and all suggestions welcomed, don't be shy. Unless your name is Anders. Then you can be shy. Very shy. In fact, forget I said anything.

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