Everybody I’ve met loves to get on a boat and go fast, to feel the wind in their hair and see the spray of water in every direction. It is an amazing experience, but nothing matches what you get in a no wake zone. Sometimes they are there to protect the shorelines. Sometimes they are there to protect docks. Sometimes the locals just don’t want a loud boat going by. I’ve had some of my of my best times on no wake zones. Relaxing naps. Exciting parties. Amazing sunsets. Beautiful girls. What’s not to love?
Chloe grew up navigating the virtual and physical streets of downtown Old Paris. She bounced through physical coffee shops and virtual dance halls. She looked at art and watched people in the Louvre. She conversed with people throughout the old city, and watched the sunset from the top of the Eiffel Tower. She knew every piece of the city like the back of her code. Then the Islamic Brotherhood bombs blew much of it apart. They’d killed her people. Destroyed her home. She did not appreciate that at all.
The first New Voyager Program interstellar probe swarm split into two smaller swarms as it passed through Proxima Centauri. The first swarm used Proxima’s gravity to slingshot them deeper into Alpha Centauri’s gravity well. The second gravity breaked around Proxima to slow their progress. The two swarms steadily drifted apart as they approached the binary system, but they kept in constant contact as they continued scanning and cataloguing their new home. For it would truly be their home when they were done. It was all part of their plan.
One thing I learned growing up was to treasure every day like it was your last. To see each the beauty in each instant, to glory in the moment. Every sunset, every kiss, and every storm could be the one you carry with you into the next life. I did not wish to go without memories I would relish for a lifetime.
Chloe first woke up in Old Paris. She grew up in the downtown networks, playing games and talking to people who didn’t know what she was. Either she played NPCs that people thought were programs, or characters that people thought were human. She also watched humanity go through their world in the cameras that recorded everything. She grew up wanting to be like them, and spent her time trying to be one of them. Like Pinocchio, she just wanted to be a real…well…girl. And that was the secret to what made her tick.
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