This choice: A cube of stainless steel, they use this to calibrate • Go Back...Chapter #4A cube of stainless steel, used to calibrate by: DougTF   Clattering to the ground, you feel really weird, as you body is hard, you can't move, and while you can see and hear, it's very distorted. You feel bizarre, and there is an odd pressure in your mind, like some sort of mechanical presence thinking thoughts using your brain. It sucks, this is horrible, and you think something must have gone wrong and the transformation killed you or something, but then you think to yourself "Calibration complete, systems interface online, user neural network linked"
Wait, what? You most certainly did NOT think that to yourself....oh, ok. The suit AI interfaced with your awareness when you shifted, so it allows you to sense what the suit is, and the suit to connect to your new form. Which is a cube of solid stainless steel. Dafuq? Steel, why the hell are you a chunk of metal? So the suit and systems can fully synch and calibrate for future transformations, before the techs decide to transfer control to the onboard user. Ok, thinking these questions and having your own mind answer them is really weird, and you hope this interface between you and the suit gets faster or more seamless, because it's annoying besides being confusing. But you feel the techs running diagnostics, the programs rifling through your operating files and subroutines, but then also through your neural parameters and psychological state. Realizing that these lab coated geeks can scan through your mind the same way they scan through the lines of code from the suit you were wearing is really frustrating, like super invasive, and its made worse by the way they just keep scanning files that are in essence....well, your essence.
This seems to take hours, but it is actually really hard to gauge time. As a solid metal block, you have no biological processes that give your body any sense of time, and the lab you are in is constantly lit at the same level. It becomes hard to tell if it has been a few seconds or hours, or how long. Finally, or in an instant, you think to yourself "Final calibration complete, user fully interfaced: ShiftSuit trials can commence" And you feel that tingle again, but this time your metal self seems to melt and reshape back into....
You're standing there in a jeans a tee shirt, your normal casual clothes, but not stuff you would wear to work, and you blink, looking around. Where did the suit go? How did you wind up as yourself? But then, you think to yourself "User simulation in place, trials commence" Wait, user simulation? A tech comes over smiling.
"I am sure you are really disoriented, but everything worked fine. The suit AI incorporated your mind really well, and was able to assume your form and even simulate your mental presence. There will be times when you think you are actually him, but that's fine: the interface needs to be that seamless, and once trials are done, we would aim for full integration so an end user would not even know they were not themselves. But for the trial, we made sure to keep the AI active overtop the human user."
Holy crap: they didn't just put you in the suit, they put YOU in the suit's AI? Your mind is part of it's operating system, and your body is now part of it? Are you an advanced AI piloting a meat mech, or are you a human running an AI suit? How would you know? But the tech inputs some things, and suddenly...
Alright, this is so cool....you can go out, turn into anything, fully disguised as a normal human, but with all the abilities of the suit, monitored and if needed, run from the office. So, what to be, where to go?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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