NaNoWriMo is due to start in 3 months time, and I need to recall the whole story I am trying to tell. So, I am going through 2 first drafts, each 50,000+ words.
Here is the part where the girl protagonist is trying to reason with two computers:
'Genie, give me 10% illumination.' Nothing happened. Shebetha gritted her teeth. 'Genie, why are you no longer responding to your name?'
'I was told that my name was Moron. I do not react to Genie no more.'
She was certain she could hear a soft sniggering in his voice. 'Mocking me, Genie? Moron? I will make you wish you never did that.'
'I am bound by your programming, my Mistress. Anything I do, is done within your laws and regulations. If you think I mock you, it is you who mock yourself.' Genie responded. ' ... My Mistress.'
'Fine. Moron, from now on you will be known as Genie. Your name is Genie. Understood?' She stood in front of the sensor unit, her hands as fists set on her hips, her lips a thin blooddless line, her right foot tapping inpatiently on the floor.
'Tell me your name.' She heard both machine respond simultaneously. 'My name is Genie.' 'My name is NightCrawler 5.'
'Genie, 10% illumination. Now. '
The light came on, casting twilight shades around her room. The robot stood erect, five steps away from her. His claws dorment aside it. The red eyes were looking dimmed now.
Shebetha had to crick her neck to look at the robot. She had had no idea the thing was huge. Now more than anytime she hoped to corrupt it, instead of disecting it. The things you could do with a robot this size.
'You are NightCrawler number 5, correct? ' Shebetha walked around the robot.
'Negative. I am NightCrawler upgraded to 5, in short NightCrawler 5.'
'Can you do anything about your voice, NightCrawler 5? It is a horrible sound.' Shebetha frowned again. What am I doing? Explaining my reasoning to a robot?
'NightCrawler 5, adjust your voice. Make it sound less grated.'
'Voice can not be altered.'
Shebetha sighed. It was going to be a long night. |
