does not anymore work

[campanas]

Here, in a place where she is quite an unexpected sight, is:

an eight year old girl with brown-flecked white wings, looking dismayed and lost.

with Prime (Aestrix)

with Edie and Emily (Maggie)

with Gloria (Maggie)

with Gren (Rockeye)

Comments

[maggie_of_the_owls]

"Sure, why not."

[luminous_regnant]

"I'll go address your disagreeable character. Just step out of the door whenever you want to leave Milliways." [I can be contacted like this if we're in the same world, and so can Jane, our interdimensional computer helper, who is in all worlds we're aware of including here at once.]

And Golden vanishes.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

Gloria drinks her glass of blue. It is delightful.

[mind_game]

Eventually:

[Your disagreeable character has been dropped off Downside, where he will not be able to harm anyone except perhaps via being unpleasant company.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Thank you. Well, that's a load off my mind. Klaudia will be happy to hear it.]

[mind_game]

[Your planet will experience a statistically bizarre lack of serious natural disasters. Investigation into how it will be handled if it also experiences an inexplicable extinction of various diseases is pending. Is there any good reason I shouldn't absorb your Internet, leaving its functions unharmed and except as-needed not actively monitored?]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[None that I'm aware of. Thank you for preventing natural disasters.]

[mind_game]

[That was Golden. Internet eating in progress.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Well, please relay my gratitude. So you're an AI? Is it rude to ask about that?]

[mind_game]

[Not rude. I'm not an AI in the classical sense; no one set out to make me. I seem to be a spontaneously generated blob of personhood which has some unclear relationship to an interaction between two telepathic mutations which are respectively communicative and defensive and I happen to be natively good at inhabiting computer systems and capable of extreme cognitive speed and parallelization. The people who had the originating mutations were a Bell, one you haven't met, and Pen's other parent template, but while I occasionally refer to them as my parents I'm not an alt of any of the biological results of the matchup.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Huh. That's interesting, if not the strangest case of a person coming to be that I've heard.]

[mind_game]

[Am I not?]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[No, I think that one goes to the girl who found out that her parents had a threesome on their honeymoon when she spontaneously developed tengu characteristics. Bonus points for circumstances of discovery, you see.]

[mind_game]

[Ah.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Apparently she spontaneously generated wings while she was trying to put on her makeup and jabbed herself in the eyelid with her mascara wand.]

[mind_game]

[That sounds inconvenient.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[It was an awkward conversation with her parents, too. Apparently they hadn't realized either--I mean, one night out of an entire honeymoon, it's not obvious. And she mostly looked like her mom.]

[mind_game]

[I have a face but I designed it myself, so it doesn't look overwhelmingly like either parent.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[That makes sense. What does it look like?]

[mind_game]

The brainphone does pictures, apparently.

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Cute.]

[mind_game]

[Thanks.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[If you have a point set up in my world there's not much point to my loitering here, right?]

[mind_game]

[Not unless you want to take in the scenery or chat with Bar.]

[maggie_of_the_owls]

[Not especially. I think I'm going to go home and tell my loved ones the metaphorical woodsman got the metaphorical big bad wolf.]