I love space. I really do. I can fly anywhere I want, whenever I want. But sometimes what I want is to lay down on a beach with all the pretty girls. Dig my feet down in the sand, let[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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People sometimes ask me how we handle death. Well, we back ourselves up at family homes every chance we get. That way if we die, we can be restarted without losing anything other than what we learned after the last[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
One of things you learn when you live in space is how to eat right. You can’t fly over to the local White Castle in ten minutes after all. Real spaceships grow food in hydroponics bays and most grow multiple[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
We’re always changing, creating new codes or importing codes from other families. We make better cybers that way. Relations get complicated when cybers from different families are sharing code, let me tell you, and we track every permutation of them. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
They say you don’t want to see how sausage and politics are made up close. I’ve seen both, and I have to say that the weak of stomach should probably avoid seeing both in action. At least the sausage makers[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Mom’s the parent of my family. We’ve got a Dad too, but most of us don’t seem him often. He coded her back during The Great War. Yeah, we’re one of those families. I suppose that’s why Mom keeps on[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
I seen another of those letters to the editor things I just don’t like. Some guy saying that someone else is a horrible human being and will be sent to Hell by God because the old man knows they are[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Most cyber families have a single controlling parent, Mom or Dad as the common vernacular goes. All the children are made from their code; with some modifications to match the partner Mom or Dad chooses to work with. We are[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Some times I stay at hotels. Lying out at the pool with all the pretty girls never gets old you see. What does get old is coming back to my room to hear Mexican music blaring away. Seriously guys, I’m[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
They asked me to say a few things about my family. Well, it’s pretty big. My mom is Cyber Three, the third one to choose to stand with the Peloran during The Great War. After the Albion and Ennead finished[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…