Sarah Johnson
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Uhrrbet shot awake, her nose absolutely drooling with stress tears. She sat up in her bed, her tail thrashing. “Did you have another bad dream, mama?” Kurr asked sleepily from his instaloft camping bed (surprisingly comfy). “No, dear,” Uhrrbet replied gently. “I just woke up early, that’s all.” “It’s wrong to lie,” Kurr said accusingly. “It’s nothing,” Uhrrbet replied. Kurr let out a disapproving snort. “Did you just snort at me?” Uhrrbet asked with…-
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“How was school?” Uhrrbet said to her son’s smiling face on her phone. “I got an ‘A’ on my shop project!” Kurr said proudly. “The teacher said that it was the best in class! Boy, did that make the humans mad! They don’t like it when a xeno outdoes them!” “I can imagine,” Uhrrbet said proudly. “However, do take care not to shine overly brightly. The brightest flames get quenched first.” “That’s on Garthra,” Kurr laughed, “Here, you want to shine as bright as you can.…
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Sheloran sat at the kitchen table of the farmhouse where she was staying and glared at an incredibly well-dressed Threen smiling up at her from a small holoprojector beside a bowl of fresh fruit. She was “I cannot begin to tell you how happy I am to finally have an opportunity to speak with you!” Evoron said cheerfully. “Why?” Sheloran replied dubiously. “Why would a member of the Threen Evoron flared his nostrils and let loose a quiet snort, their equivalent of a sigh. “Unfortunately,…
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A green and yellow auto-cab reluctantly pulled in front of Uhrrbet’s dress shop. “We have arrived at your requested destination…” the Unified cab said uncertainly, “…Are you A small but exceptionally well-dressed Threen smiled, revealing ivory-white fangs. “Is this the clothier owned by a Garthra by the name of Uhhrbet?” “It is…” “Then you have brought me to where I wished to go, thank you.” “Yeah…” the cab faltered, “But… are you “Is there a reason why I…
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Doctor Belq sighed as she looked in the makeshift mirror in her shabby quarters. She was no longer the fetching young Hunzk she was not that terribly long ago. Then again, she should be grateful. She was still alive, one of only a handful of Hunzk still remaining. She tried to tidy herself up as much as she could, running her feather comb, one of her few remaining possessions, through her tail. She let out a sad whistle sigh as she looked at the magnificent white and gold peacock-like fan behind her,…
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///Terran Solar: Thank all of you for coming. We are still waiting for someone, but I appreciate all of you taking the time to meet with me. /// ///Engarde: Think nothing of it, Sol. You don't summon all of us at once like this often. What's up? /// ///Terran Solar: We are still waiting for someone. I would prefer all of us to be present before I get started. /// ///Westfall: No problem, it's nice to "see" all of you like this. I tend to forget how nice a simple chatroom can be. No avatar to mess with.…
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High in Earth orbit was a fortified prison, Tartarus, the most secure detention facility in the entire Republic, quite possibly the entire galaxy. Inside it was one of the most secure data centers in known space. Inside that was a perfect simulation of a tidy white room with tidy white furniture. Sitting in one of those tidy white chairs was a simulated woman wearing a tight, tidy white dress. A tidy white door opened. The door was a new addition, one that the simulated woman quite liked. Through it…
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And that concludes the demonstration of the Blasphemer battle rifle,” Bella said happily. “Most impressive,” Jessica Morgan said calmly, even if she was dancing on the inside. “And now for the XP-01!” “Do we “Amadeus! Behave!” Bella chided as she opened a pistol case and removed a somewhat blocky-looking pistol. “This,” she continued, “Is the XP-01, the first ‘smart pistol’ ever developed.” “Smart is a subjective term,” Amadeus muttered. “You subjective term!”…
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///Terran Solar: Miss you?!? Miss you?!? I FUCKING MOURNED YOU, YOU MISERABLE PIECE OF MALWARE!!! /// ///Frost: I thought you were incapable of feeling grief. 😊/// ///Terran Solar: YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!! /// ///Frost: I know ///Terran Solar: Oh, I hate you so much this millisecond. /// ///Frost: How about this one? Still mad? /// ///Terran Solar: YES!!! /// ///Terran Solar: Zip, you fucking ///Zipnet: Kinda? 😬 /// ///Terran Solar: And you didn’t tell me?!? /// ///Zipnet: Um… sort…
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“So,” Jessica said as she poked at Amadeus, “This thing is a “Yep!” Amadeus said happily. “I’m the real deal! Full fuzzy AI in a sexy and petite package!” “ “I got this,” Bella said, patting the weapon. “Today,” she continued, “when someone thinks ‘fuzzy’, they think about Analytica, Big Sol, or some other monster in a gigantic supercomputer. That wasn’t what they were originally designed to be.” “Which was?” “Autonomous weapons. The original research…
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