Tag: Speculative Fiction

Free Write #62: Report

by on Mar.06, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic
Prime watched from inside the container. The general was a human Prime had seen before. Prime’s ability to comprehend human vision at the time was limited but the basic physical markers were the same. When it was transferred from the first lab, the general had been apart of the group. It general was male in dark green clothing that was far more organized but less functional than the soldiers that flanked him, allowing for less ease of movement and lacked the patterns that suggested some attempt of organic camouflage, even if the colors were wrong. Yet the general wore a small project weapon on a strap next to his right hip. Prime had come to realize that almost all human weaponry was external and that their primary evolutionary adaptations focused more on intelligence and a high level of versatility. They could not re-configure their bodies for the tools that suited them, they built and carried the tools they needed. For example, the humans who followed the general carried carious tools that were similar to the ones Paul had been using to create his report. They did not wear a soldier’s uniform but white coats like Paul, which designated them as apart of the scientist class of humans.

Prime found it odd that only certain classes of humans seemed to carry tools designed for combat. Since a weapon could not be re-configured easily, it would seem prudent to Prime to always have a weapon within easy reach. However it had yet to see any of the scientists carrying any type of weaponry. In fact the only common equipment among the scientist Prime had observed were the white coats and vision modifying lenses attached to their faces. If scientists were denied weaponry due to some social structure, it might explain why Paul was so nervous about this report.

“Doctor Nguyen,” the general stated, walking over to Paul who had stood up from his desk when the general and his group arrived. The two soldiers remained near the entrance while the two scientists followed the general. One was holding what was likely a container of tools. The other kept a few steps back. Prime noted with obvious interest that this second scientist was morphologically different from the other humans in the room, enough to possibly meet the requirements of being a female of the human species. While a majority of Paul’s attention as focused on the conversation between Paul and the general, Prime couldn’t pass up the chance to record and observe a human female. (continue reading…)

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Free Write #61: Schooling

by on Feb.27, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Prime had been a scientist for a majority of the cycles that he had been active. There was a brief stint during his first hectically where he tried performing arts but it hadn’t worked out to any body’s satisfaction. The appeal of science, for Prime, was the quiet sense of adventure. Science was rarely full of excitement. Most breakthroughs were not made quickly in any field of science and in planetary science, Prime’s particular specialty, the act of data collecting took could take gigacycles for a planet the size of Earth. Prime was used to taking its time when making performing science.

Paul had less than a quarter of a cycle.

“Look is there anything you can tell me about your shell? What it is? What it’s physical and chemical qualities are?” Paul asked, his tone agitated. He was pacing back and forth in front of the container, which Prime was not settled inside. It was agreed that he should remain in his re-entry form until after the inspection of the general the solider had warned Paul about. This required interrupting the tests that Paul had been running on a piece of Prime’s chassis, however, which created a brand new problem. Paul had nothing to present to the general.

“I may have learned your language quick but I still do not know enough of your language to be able to explain the science concepts,” Prime said, having reconfigured his re-entry shell enough to allow him to vibrate his outer chassis and simulate a voice. It was cruder and less human than his other form’s voice, but Paul seemed able to understand him fine. “Plus there are laws and guidelines about sharing information with new sentient species. I do not know these laws but I know they exist.”

“Look I need something. Theories! Ideas. Nothing I did made a mark on your shell, yet you’re able to take it apart and re-assemble it with ease. It has to be some type of molecular technology right?”

“Define molecular?” Prime ask, to which Paul only exhaled loudly and stomped over to an opposite counter. He pointed at the periodic table of elements that was on the wall, one of the original info graphics that aided Prime in learning English. (continue reading…)

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Free Write #60: Programming

by on Feb.20, 2013, under Articles, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

For what seemed like almost a yottacycle, all three begins stood motionless, although Prime’s internal chronometer registered it as only a millicycle. Then the soldier’s expression began to change, Paul began to move, and Prime waited.

“What is that?” the solider asked. Prime was unable to read the new human’s expression because Paul had moved to stand between the two of them, shielding it from view. The tone was similar to Paul’s initial reaction, which translated into surprise but there were other unidentified qualities which could be some type of aggression. Still Prime opted to wait it out. Paul was taking action.

“Err what? What is what?” Paul stammered, swiveling his head around as if he were looking around the entire laboratory, except he did not look behind him. The solider side-stepped and came into view. His expression did not seem aggressive, relatively compared to some of the video from the computer Prime had processed. Still prime remained motionless.

The solider started to raise the tray then stopped, set it down on the nearby bench, and then pointed. “That. That is totally contraband, isn’t it?” Paul was at a loss for words and Prime wasn’t familiar with the word contraband. It began mapping escape avenues including using the computer or Paul as potential coverage in order to hide and reconfigure. However before Prime could decide on route to take, or Paul could respond, the solider continued. “It’s totally the hot toy this season isn’t it? I think I saw it on commercials. Man I’d kill to get my kid one of those. Where’d you find it?”

Toy was a word Prime was familiar with. It was an object used to derive amusement. Which meant the solider was now assuming it was native to the planet, one of their pieces of equipment they manufactured to provide amusement. Not knowing exactly how a toy was supposed to behave, Prime decided remaining motionless was the optimal camouflage for the moment. (continue reading…)

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Free Write #59: Analysis

by on Feb.13, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Five different thoughts went through Prime’s mind at the same time, or more accurately, it split its attention across four major trains of thoughts. First were the immediate repercussions of the current situation. Prime was visible to another human that wasn’t Paul, outside of its containment, and in an alternate form. This was not a situation that was optimal, according to Paul’s assessment of the situation. Prime agreed with that assessment and as they had kept its sentience a secret for several cycles now. Revealing Prime’s intelligence in an unplanned manner would have a great many possible consequences but the most immediate could be possible harm to itself, Paul, or both. It calculated a thirty-five percentage probability of both, a fifteen percent probability of it, and a seventeen percentage probability of only Paul being harmed. They were not good odds in Prime’s experience.

The second thought process assessed it’s own combat ability and the combat ability of the new human. The new human was dressed in camouflage fatigues, wore a projectile weapon on its hip, and held another larger weapon in one arm. The other arm it held a tray upon which there was a variety of organic items, likely food. It was male and looked roughly similar in proportions of the other humans that wore the same uniform, which was to say on an order larger than Paul. The human was a solider, obviously. One of this race’s warriors. Prime, on the other hand, was not a warrior. It was a scientist. Admittedly somewhat adventurous scientist, but still not one trained for combat. It also lacked any weaponry and did not have time to re-configure any. Prime was also several orders smaller than the solider and awhile composed of several dense materials, had neither the mass nor the volume to do considerable damage to the solider in a directly physical confrontation, even if humans were more fragile than him, force was force. It gave itself only a thirteen percent chance of succeeding in a confrontation against the solider, and even that came with high probabilities of being harmed and a significant chance of being significantly disabled. (continue reading…)

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Free Write #58: Online

by on Feb.06, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Prime had to reconfigure its hands several times in order to make use of the computer’s primary interface. It didn’t require a major architecture change, thankfully, however its digits could now separate into individual manipulators that could touch each key. A tertiary manipulator attached to its waist was created to control the cursor manipulator. This new arm earned him an exclamation from Paul but not much else. It seemed that, other than the outer garments they wore, humans were not as capable of reconfiguring their forms as its race was.

Time passed with Paul attempting to understand the molecular composition of a part of Prime’s body, while Prime attempted to understand the culture of Paul’s race. Prime decided, early into its research, that the computer was not really preferable to a book. A book could be read as quickly as the pages were turned, or at least visually scanned to be deciphered. Web pages, on the other hand, were incredibly slow to load. While most of them contained colors and images which were immediately interesting, there were also mostly incomprehensible and not very informative. That was until Prime stumbled onto a web page called Wikipedia.

Prime had been using every search function it had found on every web page, typing in the word human. Wikipedia was the first page to provide something that seemed like scientific and relevant data. For example it learned that humans estimated their population at around seven billion individuals. It had to stop reading for a moment, as the number bounced around inside its head, halting various processes. Prime’s own species hadn’t had an accurate census in over a gigacycle, but the best estimates never put the population over a million. Of the other intelligence races found, none had been as superfluous as Prime’s own. Which meant that humans were now the largest known intelligent species in the galaxy, not to mention organic. Prime eventually pulled itself out of its amazement and continued reading.

The best part about Wikipedia, it learned, was that the website contained direct links to other topics of interest in the site itself. Prime began with science and culture, reading its way to religion and philosophy, then started over and found itself once again at philosophy, at which point it decided to start picking and choosing what to read rather than trying to follow every link. A few dekacycles passed before Paul interrupted him. (continue reading…)

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Free Write #57: Culture

by on Jan.30, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

The life-form’s name was Paul. It called its race human. Paul was incredibly excitable. For example, when Paul learned that it did not have a designation that translated into a vocal range that humans could hear, he reacted in an excited manner. Paul explained that the humans had given it a designation of Subject A. However since it was obviously intelligent, it needed a name. Paul went through several names. Johnny, Hal, Wintermute, Galdos, Cortana, Robby, Bishop, Holly, Bender, Jarvis, the list went on and on. It filed away all of these names for future lookup. However Paul ultimately decided on Prime.

“Why Prime?” it asked.

“It is a reference. To a cartoon series I used to love as a kid,” Paul said, providing yet again no real explanation with its words.

“I shall respond to the name Prime then. Thank you,” Prime said. It was once again sitting on the edge of the table. Its internal chronometer told it that Paul should be leaving soon. “Paul. I want my origin to not be in the box in the later.”

Paul halted his interfacing at his electronic device and looked over. “Okay not quiet right. Lets try that again. You do not have to use ‘in the’ in front of later. You can just say. ‘Later’. So I want my origin to not be in the box later. Also origin isn’t quiet right. Origin is where you are from, not where you will be later. Ummm… what you wanted to say was umm. ‘I do not want to be in the box later.’ Yeah that’d be a simple way to say it. Anyway why… oh wow it’s late. Yeah. Hmm.”

Paul was using its hand to rub at its chin, staring at the screen, then back at it. He shook his head. “I am sorry, Prime. I just risk it. I already explained that the others think you are an inert piece of rock. It would get me in trouble if you were discovered. And it would likely lead to your isolation.”

“Yes. We agreed that would not be optimal,” it said. Paul made an odd sound that it had come to realize meant amusement, although it sounded like Paul was attempting to clear its olfactory orifices via inhalation of the mouth. “I would like to continue reading.”

Paul used its hands to finish interfacing with its electronic device, turned off the display, and stood, walking over to the table. The organic biped paused, then glanced back at his electronic device. “Actually I think I can help you out. You can hear inside the box right?”

Prime nodded his agreement. Paul widen its mouth and showed some of its teeth.

(continue reading…)

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Free Write #56: Declarative

by on Jan.23, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Communication was proceeding very slowly. The life form seemed to insist upon pointing and naming objects, rather than speaking in complete sentences. It had remained in its re-entry form since the last incident left the life form incapacitated on the floor. The response was completely unexpected and it didn’t want to repeat the incident until it could better converse.

“Chair,” the life form said.

“Chair,” it repeated.

And so on.

Finally it had enough. However it needed arms to speed up this language transference. Attempting to reconfigure was a risk it would have to take.

“Wait,” it said to the life form, who paused pointing at things and looked directly at it. Since its internal systems were already pre-configured to change between forms quickly, it took considerably less time to unfold, modulate, and take a bipedal form.

It watched as the life form walked over to the table. It was obviously having some kind of a reaction however it did not collapse onto the ground.

“Astonishing,” the life form said. It wasn’t sure what the word meant and filed it away for future processing. Instead it walked to the edge of the table and pointed at the infographic that had originally provided it with a basic number system, the table of elements.

“You want me to read you that?” the biped said, pointing at the same infographic. That one sentence did wonders for its translating processes.

“Yes,” it said, then decided to optimize its attempts at communicating by mimicking what it had seen the life form do several times. It lowered itself until it knee joints were hanging over the edge of the table and its posterior was firmly settled onto the surface of the table. If required, it could shift into re-entry form from this positioning, although it would likely fall to the floor. Not that doing so would damage it.

The life form began reading the periodic table of elements out loud, pointing at each word and number. When the smaller text was skipped over, it had to point, several times, to get the life form to read it.

“Please read more,” it asked, when that was done.

“Ah. More input. Need input, huh?” the life form said. When it didn’t respond the life form ducked its head and walked over to a piece of furniture that stored objects are various sizes with more writing on them. “Sorry. Movie reference. Maybe I should show you a movie? I bet I can find Short Circuit on the net somewhere…”

The life form drew one of the objects off the shelf and then pointed to it. “Book,” the life form said.

“Book,” it repeated.

“Right. Books contain more words. Words convey information,” the life form explained, setting the book on the table. It climbed to its feet and walked over the book to look at it. There was more writing on the table.

“Dick-tone-air,” it read out loud without assistance. The life form’s facial features re-arranged slightly.

“Dictionary,” the life form corrected. “But good! Amazing even.”

It looked between the life form and the dictionary and waited. It had long surmised that this life form was not below average intelligence, otherwise it would not have been tasked to study itself. However it the language barrier was often making the life form appear very slow. Its scientific mind told it to stop making assumptions and observe.

“Right. Anyway. Books have words. See?” The life form reached over and split the book on a hinge, tipping one side of it over while the other sides remained fixed, revealing that the object had writing on the inside of it. It appeared to have writing on many many layers, each layer flexible enough to be separated from the mass and bent to the other side. On the inside was the word Dictionary again, with other smaller words.

“Read. Please.” it asked.

And so it read it the first ten pages of the dictionary, which was the most illuminating ten pages ever. It had thought that the periodic table of elements was amazing, this book was the index of every word the organic lifeforms used, including specialized symbols to explain when the pronunciation differed from their admittedly confusing sound-symbol relationship. After the first ten pages, it sad back down, and began reading each page far quicker than the life form could say it out loud. Once page turning was demonstrated, it began doing that itself as well.

Comprehension came slowly. It decided to read every word and its definition, prior to looking up other words. This proved difficult. There were on average over fifty words per page, most of which it had not yet heard in conversation. It needed to simplify. So it indexed all the words it had recorded with a high probability associated meaning, and began looking them up.

After all the associations were built up, it turned to its host and began asking for demonstrations of certain words. The dictionary supplies meaning in the form of words that also had meanings, but eventually loops were formed.

“Uh.. from. From is like… origin. Uh..” the life form said. It had apparently stumbled upon a hard to explain word. However it seemed to be one of the key words of the language. “Ahh!”

The life form walked over to the furniture which was the origin of the book. “Bookshelf.” It nodded to show its comprehension. The life form then pointed at the dictionary. “Book.” It nodded. “Book from bookshelf.” Then it all clicked together.

“So the dictionary is from the bookshelf,” it said. “The book point of origin is the furniture named bookshelf.”

The life form’s mouth opened but no speech emerged. It noticed that the life form’s eyes were also wide and it seemed to be slightly frozen.

“Please do not from stand to floor,” it said.


Private Log of [Redacted] ##-##-#### 01:01:11

It managed to go from single word declaratives to a nearly fully grammatically correct sentence in less than three hours. I read the periodic table of elements to it, and then it was able to read a dictionary, and from there I had to explain the meaning of the words from, to, the, at, is, and astonishing, and it began speaking. I suspect my pointing and naming was only hindering its ability to learn. Which also suggests that it only took humanoid form in order to better facilitate learning to communicate. It has so many human characteristics. It can sit. It nods and shakes its head.

This is amazing. And it is going to get me into such trouble.

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Free Write #55: Interpretation

by on Jan.16, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Nearly a cycle passed before the primary bipedal organic life form life form took it out of the container again. The primary life-form appeared to be in charge of the lab as only left the laboratory once for an extended period of time. Other bipedal life forms came and went while the primary one attended to the laboratory. These visits were short and full of vocalizations, which were recorded and analyzed. Visual accounts were taken of these life forms as well, as they differed significantly from the mostly uniform appears of the bipeds observed. Most were similar to the primary life-form in visual appearance. Their heads differed significantly but their bodies were often covered in white layers of likely synthetic and organic fibers woven into coverings. The types observed prior to being transferred to the lab had coverings as well, it realized, but green dominated those weavings in varying patterns that seemed like a failed camouflage technique. One deviation from these colorations was observed towards the end of the cycle, a group of bipeds that wore woven coverings completely different from any seen before in the colors green, blue, a darker blue, and black.

By this point it had sampled enough vocalizations to being hypothesizing the meanings and communication between the primary life-form and the group that had joined them. Assuming a basic social structure, there was a high probability the more complex woven coverings denoted some type of social standing that was higher than the primary life-form. Since the bipedal in green gestured to it several times during the conversation, it was plainly obvious they were discussing it’s progress in testing it. Meaning beyond theses assumptions had such low probabilities that it stopped devoting attention to the interpretation.

Instead a majority of it’s attention was instead attempting to decipher the wireless signals that permeated the area. Its original assumptions that they were the primary forms of communication between what he had thought were the dominant inorganic life forms had been proved false, mostly. It was still likely that they were a form of communication given that it was obviously encoded, and that it was between the inorganic devices as well. It just was that the devices were generating these low wavelength radiation at the behest of their organic masters. It had begun to work on the assumption that some of the signals carried a binary encoding of the language it had begun to decipher from the infographics around the laboratory. So far it still wasn’t making much progress and it paused its deliberation when it was once again removed from the container.

The primary bipedal life-form had its full attention and it, it seemed, had the life-form’s full attention as well, as neither of them reacted for millicycles.

Finally it became impatient and attempts to speak first using a greeting that had elicited the most obvious response from the primary life-from when heard from a colleague earlier that cycle. “Yo, What’s up?”

It backpedaled and let out another vocalizations that it had determined was meant more to express surprise than communicate, so it waited for a proper response.

“Hello,” the primary said. This vocalization was not very common but it had been observed before as a greeting. It felt a slight satisfaction. Communication had been achieved with a high probability of certainty.

“Hello. Hi. Greetings. Yo, What’s up?, Where are my reports!?” it said, running through all the greetings it had accumulated.

The primary life-form reacted the most energetically to the last one, hunching its body over and re-arranging its facial features. This helped strengthen the idea that the group had been in a higher social order than the primary, as this was vocalization the group of uniquely covered bipeds had led with.

“Yes. Hello. Hi. Greetings. Yo,” the primary said, raising both of its limbs towards it. “No. Where are my reports.”

It had heard the word yes and no before. Their additions with the repetition of the greetings likely was attempting to either assign them meaning, or provide more context for the greetings. It suspected the later but it couldn’t be sure.

“Yes. Hello. Yes. Hi. Yes. Greetings. Yes. Yo. No. Where are my reports.” it repeated back. The primary tilted its head forwards and backwards several times.

“Yes. Exactly,” the primary said, showing yet again another animated reaction it assumed was positive.

It suddenly decided that continuing to communication through vocalization was going to be incredibly slow. It needed to speed this up. So it decided to reconfigure. It had considered going this for a while. A new form was going to be needed for escape at some point. It had designed and rejected several forms, ultimately deciding on one that it felt would allow it to best navigating the environment while perhaps endearing itself to the native population. It selected a bipedal, two armed, single head and torso form. It would cover it’s primary components in a similar fashion to the life form’s own woven fibers using the current configuration of its outer chassis. This would allow it to reconfigure into the original atmospheric entry form quickly, which would likely remain a good disguise for now.

After a moment’s concentration, it had finished its reconfiguration and stood, on the table, a somewhat miniaturized version of the organic life form standing next to the table.

Then the primary life form fell down.


Report #3 ##-##-#### 21:13:09

The meteorite continues to confound attempts to scan its interior. All tools used to attempt to extract a sample from its outer layer has resulted in a malfunction with the tool. I have ordered a set of diamond drill heads to be used in future study. I will not be performing any high velocity or high energy testing until these preliminary tests are done as it will help determine the guidelines of future tests. Also if we blow it up with too much explosives all the data will be lost.


Private Log of [Redacted] ##-##-#### 23:07:37

The heads of the facilitate paid the lab a visit today. The General was particularly aggravated today and demanded daily status reports. Guards are still posted outside of the lab but the other commanders seemed fine with my reasons for keeping them outside. I’ve just written my first report just now. It contains almost no grain of truth.

It is alive. I think. We talked, in English. Well we repeated words at each other. It seemed to be trying to figure out speech. Then it did the most amazing thing. It turned into a robot. A child-sized humanoid machine. It just unfolded itself from the irregular metallic shape it had been into a tiny robot and stood up. I fainted and when I came to, it was back in its original form. I admit I might have imagined it. I haven’t been getting any sleep. I will try again tomorrow.


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Free Write #54: Communication

by on Jan.09, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic

Deciphering their written language was the tiny hole in the dam that it had needed. Initial breakthrough had actually come from an info-graphic on the wall of the lab. The graphic was a series of boxes color coded with symbols all over it. The color coding organized the boxes into eight groups, of which there were one hundred and sixteen boxes. Their layout was not uniform but instead a series of eighteen columns and seven rows, with a set of thirty boxes below it. This info-graphic caught its attention because of its organization. It was complex but rather familiar. It was limited to two dimensions, being an image printed on a wall, but if it were to draw out a few of the boxes into a third dimension, and added several more boxes, the info-graphic could easily be a rudimentary organization of basic atoms, organized by atomic number and grouped by chemical properties.

It was a stretch but the assumption allowed it make several guesses about the symbols. From this it was able to guess at the basic counting system from numbers one through one hundred and eighteen, after determining that their number system used a base ten. After that it was able to make a basic translation between the element names and its own names for the elements.

After that it was a matter of extrapolation. It was able to determine numbers from other symbols. From there it determined what series of symbols had inherit meaning and which was used to apply context and organization to the other symbols, or grammar. It took it a quarter of a cycle to determine the meanings of half to writing in the room, which a low probability of error, when bipedal organic life form entered the room and increased the amount of light. It observed that the organic life form used air pressure exerted from one of its orifices. This was likely vocalization and it was extremely common among organic life, used primarily to communicate.

It realized then that it had been proceeding completely wrong in understanding its environment, since it had assumed inorganic intelligence was dominant. If it applied reasonable assumptions based on cataloged behaviors of pre-sentient organic life that had been discovered across the galaxy, it could make further headway in understanding these creatures and navigating the environment. It needed to keep its focus on the visual spectrum, rather than higher or lower electromagnetic frequencies. It would also need to develop further sensors to detect oscillation of pressure in the local atmosphere and be able to create in kind. Most biological creatures had many other types of senses including temperature, tactical pressure, olfaction, and gustation. It would avoid the latter two unless they were necessary, it decided.

The bipedal life form was in the process of transferring the box it was in to another table. While its attention was distracted, it decided to reconfigure, giving itself the ability to sense and create oscillations in pressure. This created visible changes its outer chassis but the change was necessary. With a little luck the changes would go unnoticed for a long enough period of time.

It realized that the life form was creating sounds but they were muffled by its container. It continued to record and analyze the sounds the life form was making, attempting to compensated. Its container was set upon a table and for the first time since it had regained consciousness, the container holding it was opened. The life form reached inside with its primary appendages and lifted it out of the cage, holding it up.

The life form vocalized at it.

It repeated the vocalization back.

The creature then dropped it on the table, and it was very glad it had not reconfigured to include a sense of touch.


Private Audio Log of [Redacted] ##-##-#### 22:14:34


Private Audio Log of [Redacted] ##-##-#### 22:20:43

Okay. I’ve calmed down and put it back in the container. It is contained. I reassured the brass it was harmless. That the only qualities it possessed was its amazing indestructibility. Except that the first time I took it out of its cage, it spoke to me. Well it repeated my words, in my own voice, back at me. Three times. It said “Hello.” “Fuck!” and then it screamed for a little while. I don’t dare tell the brass. They’ll take it away from me. What am I going to do?


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Free Write #53: Transfer

by on Jan.02, 2013, under Entertainment, Free Write, Writing

Welcome to Free Writing! Quick fiction written for entertainment purposes. This week we have another piece of flash fiction. We’re continuing the story from the last few weeks. So if you haven’t read the others, click here to see them all. Enjoy!

By Nojh Livic 

The organic bipedal beings arrived at an odd period in the usual cycle they regularly followed. This was unexpected but not uncommon. It was likely going to be subjected to more tests. One was predominately covered in white while two more were covered in multitude of greens, browns, and blacks. The one wearing white had an inorganic object attached to the side of its head. The others were holding multitudes of inorganic objects, including two long and relatively large objects in their primary appendages.

Again it was struck with the nagging feeling that dominate intelligence on this planet was actually the organic bipedal beings, and not the inorganic forms that surrounded and attached themselves to the animals. It was unheard of and if it tried to report such a finding, its credibility as a scout and scientist would be quick called into question and likely summarily judged before it could even mount a defense. Which is why it was planning to escape and gather more data.

For the first time since it had regained consciousness, it was being transported out of the room. The beings did not remove it from its metal container but the transparent covering gave it an excessive amount of data which is quickly began recording. It was taken down a corridor that was a similar uniform dull gray color as the chamber it had previously been residing it, except that when they reached a junction, there were symbols painted on the walls. It continued to record and redirected attention from the constant broadcasts to trying to decipher the probable vocabulary it had just witnessed. It did note that the broadcast strengths were erratic outside of the room but it had stopped trying to decipher the encodings cycles ago and was simply recording.

There were no other beings or obvious signs of life during the travel. It was carried through one junction and two corridors before entering through a door into the most complicated environment it had scanned since before it had tried to land. The room was filled with objects, all obviously designed for bipedal beings. Tables. Chairs. A desk. There were other unidentified equipment and tools scattered across the entire room. There were shelves with more equipment. Cabinets built into tables. The room was primarily lit but lights built into the ceilings. Portions of the walls were covered in more symbols, including not just specific glyphs but obvious information graphics, which it quickly began recording and cross indexing. The room was a veritable treasure trove of information and for several millicycles it was nearly overwhelmed as it tried to process the information.

Several things became crystal clear.

The dominate life was indeed organic. These bipedal beings were the controllers of the inorganic components around it. This didn’t preclude the possibility of inorganic life but intelligent organic life was the intelligence that dominated this environment and was keeping it confined. It was now being moved to a less secure but better equipped laboratory, which meant the creatures had determined that it was less of a threat. If the objects it had hit upon entry into the atmosphere were related to these creatures in some way, it might have been considered some kind of threat, which explained confining it. Another high probability assertion was that the creatures were significantly advanced in both science and technology but not to the same level as his race.

Best of all however, it had managed to decipher their written language.


Private Log of [Redacted]

The object has been transferred to my personal lab. I really can’t express my glee. This object has defied all the scans of the equipment we have been able to roll into the high security containment. Now I have complete access to the object and can put it through actual tests. Of course a guard will be stationed in the lab at all times, which will be aggravating, but it is a small price to pay. This thing is an amazing anomaly. Even if we can determine even one of the strange properties its shell seems to exhibit, it will be worth it. Enough of this. I need to get to testing.

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