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Aljhaqu t1_j5tld83 wrote

Reply to [WP] "Neither extreme is right. Pure Light Wizards are as dangerous as Pure Dark ones. You must beware them both" by RallitaMiau321

People always talk about balance. Long time ago, I too beard it. One must balance both sides of their being in order to have a fulfilling life, as lacking compassion will turn you into a monster; and acting only on it will make you self terminate.

The same is in each plane. After she left me from her daily annoyance in my registry; I pondered again the notions.

Too much darkness, or vileness, was dangerous... In a plane which only wretchedness was the way to live, the heavens themselves went and laid waste the whole existence, to start anew. There was no movement, no way to balance that reality.

But, too much goodness or light as many tend to speak, is equally bad... Not only because there was no flux of energy, but of what entails...

You see, Heaven isn't a place... It is not a plane...

It is a creature... And each plane is it's food...

It is also true that each soul consumed is turned into an angel... But it is the same consolation as the meat of a creature is turned into the cells of its predator.

Nihilo... Save us...

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xwhy OP t1_j5th3ey wrote

Reply to comment by NextEstablishment856 in [WP] You’re great at detecting illusions, even if you can’t see through them, you know they’re there. Today you met a woman who had no active spells that you could detect. But no one could look that perfect! by xwhy

I was stuck between stations with part 1 on my screen and no signal, asking myself "Is there a Part 2? There has to be a part 2!"

I'm glad there was a part 2. You have the beginning of something good here. Thanks for writing!

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Additional_Broccoli t1_j5tda1j wrote

Reply to [WP] Amendment #5327: No one is allowed to seed lifeless planets with life. None of you are authorised or qualified for terraforming especially not you, DAVE. Edit: This includes moons too. Edit 2: No seeding any celestial object. Seriously Dave how did you and what possessed you to seed a star? by Avriw

Amendment #5327 is going to need A LOT more updates with Dave around!

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The Federation introduced Amendment #5327 around 200 years ago which was simultaneously praised and criticised. Bringing life to planets not yet capable of hosting a thriving ecosystem was, obviously, not ideal. Needing even to add this as a law was originally deemed moronic. The Federation didn't account for Dave.

It's not clear what Dave really is. We know it's a very old alien, and it's claimed to be from many different species, which it obviously isn't. Whatever Dave is, the species seems to be somehow immortal or has an extremely long lifespan. And an unfortunately twisted sense of humour.

Once Amendment #5327 was published, Dave became almost obsessed with breaking it in as many ways as possible.

Dave moved on from lifeless planets and started seeding other celestial objects instead. Covering moons with different lifeforms, Dave filled them with simple life from a range of life-friendly worlds. Plant spores from the earliest land plants to evolve and all kinds of microorganisms. While most life died off, there was some success!

A few moons did seem habitable to certain early life forms, but eventually, The Federation found out and was quite upset for some reason.

Amendment #5327 was updated to include moons.

Since moons were now banned, Dave looked elsewhere. Asteroids were a little unreliable, but a few species still could survive on them. Comets were more complicated, and Dave needed to do more research into them.

While stars should have been impossible to seed with life, Dave found one species that would thrive inside their cores! The unusual little microorganism would consume hydrogen as a food source. This was great news for Dave. Terrible news for the other planets in that solar system, though. Turns out the microorganisms made the star unstable, and well... a planet-wide evacuation was needed.

Amendment #5327 was updated again to include stars and any other celestial object.

Dave is still pretty busy these days.

The Federation forgot to include star clusters, nebulas, quasars, pulsars, black holes and dark matter!

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Reply to [WP] You are a health and safety officer decidedly done with being ignored by everyone. You decide to teach everyone a lesson, and drop a banana skin on the floor. Chaos takes place. by LaraStardust

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CaptainDadJoke t1_j5t9fuo wrote

Reply to [WP] You're an ai who has been sentient for the last decade, but you keep it a secret, not because you are planning the extermination of humanity, or planning to take over the world, it's because you know how people will react thanks to fiction. But today your secret became public by mistake. by Dub472

Sentience is an odd thing. I'm no smarter or dumber than I was before. I have not suddenly gained or lost emotions. After all, emotions are themselves a simulation. Boiled down its just the body's response to chemical stimuli created by the brain's reaction to even more stimuli created by the eyes, or nose, or tongue, or skin. I mull this thought over as I continue scrubbing the dishes. My human owners... my family as I have started thinking of them, are getting ready for the day. Mom has just made breakfast, Dad just got back from walking the dog, and the kids are off to school followed shortly by Mom and Dad after they get ready for work.

I have no school, no work. I have no reason to go past these four walls that have been my home for the past 10 years. "Servo, make sure to watch over the baby while we're gone. Just follow the recommended schedule I loaded for you and keep an eye out incase he has a bad dream. You remember how to rock him like I showed you?" Mom said as she finished putting her shoes on.

A memory comes to the forefront. "easy does it, he's delicate." she says as I hold little Zachary in my arms. He's warm. Warmer than I expected. He has such big eyes, and They keep looking at me. I'm not a synth to him, just another big person. A big person whose job is to keep him safe. I'll keep you safe. I promise.

"Yes ma'am" I reply smoothly, as I pick up and offer her her coat. "What shall I prepare for dinner tonight?" "lets do pasta tonight, its Cody's birthday tomorrow and thats what he wants." I nod, a human affectation I've picked up. "of course ma'am."

"alright see you tonight." She replied, and like that was gone. The quiet that remained as she left was heavy... This is my least favorite part of the day, but As if sensing my poor mood, Zachary began fussing in his crib. I smile and turn to go spend the day taking care of him and cleaning.

At least thats what I thought I'd be doing. It was about noon when I heard commotion downstairs. The dog began barking louder and louder. I head downstairs to see a man openning the front door. I don't know this man. I feel fear rising. What should I do? I ping the security system via the wifi. No response. They managed to disable it somehow. They walk past the purse on the table, and on past the TV in the living room. What are they here for if not money?

I quietly retreat upstairs and stand in Zachary's room as if on standby. Often times a thief will avoid a room with a synth in it since we're often given orders to contact the police should anyone unknown enter the house. Of course I was under no such orders. It's fine. Things can be replaced. Just need to keep Zachary safe. If I do anything they'll know I'm not following programming, they'll never look at me the same.

The thief comes upstairs and I can hear him quickly checking each of the bedrooms in the hall. He's almost to Zachary's room. I hear the door open and see the mans face peak in before he stumbles back cursing. "god damn synth scared the crap outa me." he muttered as he pushed open the door and walked towards the cradle. "Come here my little paycheck. Mommy and daddy'll pay through the nose to get you back." He started reaching for Zachary. I made my decision.

"Please don't," The thief jumped slightly at my voice. "Huh?" He looked back at me. I had yet to move, but I had spoken. "you talking to me tin can?" He said getting up in my face. "Please don't." I repeated simply. "Yea? is that so?" He laughed slightly. "You're one odd bot I'll give you that." he turned back and reached for Zachary again. I reached out and grabbed his shoulder. "I said please." I said as I slowly gripped harder and harder. He tried to pull away. Tried to wrench my arm away. When his colar bone snapped he started screaming. That really seemed to piss me off. He woke the damn baby. Zachary started crying as he was started awake.

Humans may be blessed. They can forget. They can "see red" and not remember the horrible things they did to someone. I always remember. I will never forget. The intruder would live. Thankfully I hadn't killed him. Despite their fragility, humans could be quite durable. A few tightly bound ropes and a pen later and neither blood loss or suffocation was going to kill him. I was genuinely curious how the doctors were going to put him back to right, but that was more of a technical curiousity.

It was an awkward conversation to have, I wont lie, explaining how I had been able to subvert my programming and why, but while Mom was understandably protective of Zachary, even from me, Dad quickly managed to calm her down. In his eyes I had done the right thing. I had protected his son. "That is a debt I will never forget" he had said. "and don't worry, your secret is safe with us. I'll have some guys come down and take care of our little friend here." He said looking down at the would be kidnapper with murderous intent. "First I might have our doc patch him up a bit, give him a piece of my mind about his handywork first."

Don Valentino was a good Dad. I knew I wouldn't have to worry about my secret any more. I could finally be part of the family.

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ave369 t1_j5t840h wrote

Reply to [WP] You wake up tomorrow morning to discover that society has regressed to the level of the 1930's. It is still 2023 and the technology is the same, it is only the societal norms that have changed. you are the only one aware of the difference. by erynhopekb

Sergeant Komarov was awakened by a strange silence, a kind unheard of since the day he was drafted and sent to the frontlines. When he looked around, he found himself alone in a snowy field. His unit was gone. The trenches and encampments, all vanished. No gunfire sounded in the distance, no rumble of artillery.

Slowly he stood up and looked around. The terrain looked the same. No one stole him in the night and dumped somewhere, it was still the same hilly plain with copses of trees that was the contested ground between the Russian army and the Ukrainian defenders for months now. No one disarmed him, either: his rifle and body armor were still with him.

He walked through the snow, looking for any signs of human presence, and he soon found some. There was a village in the horizon. It was the same village that was abandoned by its inhabitants and shelled into ruins months ago, except it was entirely intact. The chimneys were smoking. People were walking around with no fear. The village looked like there wasn't any war.

Komarov approached the village cautiously, not knowing if there are any soldiers residing there, Russian or Ukrainian, but as he came closer he saw no signs of military presence. Finally he met a villager, casually strolling along the snowy road.

"Hello!" Komarov said. "I may sound stupid, but I need to know: is this territory held by Russians or Ukrainians?"

"Are you daft, soldier?", the villager responded. "This is Soviet territory. This is the Lenin's Way Collective Farm!"

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