Jack of Harts

The Cybernetic Council does not want to fight another war against their brothers and sisters. That is why the council monitors all potential new cybers, tests and evaluates them, and takes care of them if they prove dangerous. Tai came to my house to see if they were dangerous. I told her none of my game characters were dangerous to us. They were good guys. Girls. Whatever. They would never hurt us. Tai told me to step outside so she could evaluate them. I called for dad and made myself a roadblock until he arrived. They were mine. I made them. They were my responsibility. I wasn’t going to let anyone toss me outside and pass judgment on them. It took dad about a second to recognize the issue, and he motioned for all of us to go inside together.

You need to understand that I was a rather mischievous young man in my teens, so I was usually up to a rather large number of things at once. So when the cybernetic intelligence of New Japan showed up on my doorstep and asked me what exactly I thought I was doing, a lot of possibilities went through my mind. The important question to me wasn’t what I was up to, but what it was that had gotten her attention. It took me rather longer than I am comfortable admitting to figure out that she wanted to know about the various game AIs I was creating. I was relieved. I mean, there might be some legal problems with that, but the law didn’t tend to break kneecaps like some fathers I don’t really want to mention. So I was very relieved. At first.