4/5 For anybody else this would be a great sub, but this seems....a little sub par....can't quite put my finger on what is lacking.....I think you've spoiled me. I do like the overlapping shields thing.. a lot, That brought the whole thing up a notch Go to Comment
New Branson Mo.
approx 75 years before the start of the currant Year( in CE terms) Trilloinaire Martin Cradock discovers records of the original Branson. Rather than build a theme park , he rebuilt on the original site not as a resort but as a secret retreat for himself and his sycophants. In order to make it as close to the original as he could he found the body of a songwriter from the Petroleum Era, cloned him and then imprinted his brain on the mainframe running the retreat. Unfortunately as records of that time are sparse, he cloned Charles Manson.
Having built in secrecy, no one was able to come to the rescue when things went south. What survives today is a mix of country music and the Manson Commune, with the cloning facilities constantly churning out entertainers, victims and psychopaths. Always in need of fresh material for the cloning banks , the surrounding wasteland is raided for fresh human flesh. Go to Comment
How about this for the fix: They are small totally self contained clone colonies, set up to be somebodies idea of an ideal or desired existence, with the clones all conforming compleatly to the social norm, for example, a church of fundamental Christian, Buddhists whatever that is a perfect representation of the creator's values.Could also have economic output if desired.
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4/5 Saw that somebody had DARED to give Scras a 3 and instantly HAD to read!!!!! Started off slow and I was starting to think the 3 was right then ran into like 3 things that made me laugh out loud. Ok it's tright but I still laughed......... Go to Comment
There's certainly a lot of truth to what you write here. Yet, to be honest, I found it hard to write female characters even though I'm a woman (I tend to have the reverse problem to what you write here about sex though in that I just can't write romance even though the story sometimes calls for it). Anyway, the blockquotes are definitely the winning traits of this article. Go to Comment
5/5 Above average even for you Scras!!!!! Love this almost as much as I love your Star Whales!(that will ALWAYS be my fav). I am especially impressed since I know you are an atheist and are not being driven to spread your own philosophy and instead unfold the cosmic era in the way you feel is natural to the setting! I have a HUGE ego when it comes to gaming, stemming by my ability to keep a game group going for 35 real years(still going).You are so amazingly superior to me it's not funny. This sub actually raises my opinion of you as a man, not just a writer. Go to Comment
The official answer is yes, you end up with a copy. There is simply more to a human being, or any sentient being, than just the sum of their memories and cerebral patterns. The copy is just that, and is functionally a 'clever machine'. It can pass the Turing test because it thinks it is sentient, but it is merely running through large series of memorized patterns. The hosts from Westworld are what you get when you make a copy of someone, and mess with their brains.
As for the second part, as the human being becomes less and less human, being replaced over time, by artificial parts, will see their sanity score start to slip. A human being is a holistic entity. As you take away, the being is compromised, and as such, the being suffers. As the sanity continues to erode, there will eventually be a psyche collapse, and this is the signal of spiritual and holistic death.
The thing that emerges on the other side is a machine that has human nightmares and machine capabilities, ala Peter Weller's Robocop. Go to Comment
A floating city hovers over the capital, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. Its spires are blinking in the morning sun, revealing alien architecture. What will happen next? Rumours spread like wildfire that this is the ancient city that once stood at this very spot. Mystics proclaim that it will take root here once again, crushing the capital under it. Somebody needs to get up there and investigate.