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apocalypsehowcomm2023-10-10 10:54 pm
failedpromise) wrote in apocalypsehowcomm2023-10-10 10:54 pm
Entry tags:
Technical Difficulties
Who: Cortana and ...you?
When: Early to mid October
Where: Various
Summary: Cortana is having some ...difficulties. (And posts to the network seeking solutions in the last prompt)
Warnings: Illness? I’m not sure how to label a robot experiencing their body fall apart.
A)
Sometimes, Cortana helps out by providing medical assistance to people coming back from Dogtown. She’s no doctor, but she has a pretty impressive knowledge bank when it comes to first aid medical procedures.
This day is no different from any other. Or at least, it starts out that way. When she gets to the tent, however, she finds her optics are starting to glitch. A check of her phone shows that it also seems to be suffering from some sort of effect, and she chalks it up to more ambient entity magic bullshit, especially when it goes away the moment she moves more than a block or two away from the outskirts.
She tries to push through it that first day, but there are noticeable tremors in her movements, and she struggles to accomplish more than simple tasks.
B)
Fortunately for Cortana, she doesn’t spend every day within the vicinity of Dogtown. For a while, she’s blissfully unbothered by the slow decay of technology that’s too close because she never gets close enough to experience the effect… at least until the plants start taking over the town and it becomes inescapable.
She stumbles a lot. That’s perhaps the most common and noticeable effect, but there’s more than just that. Her voice cuts out at points, fills with static. She struggles with vision, with the recognition of faces and objects. Her battery struggles to hold its charge, and at one point her power cuts out as she’s descending a staircase, her body abruptly pitching forward and tumbling to lie bonelessly at the bottom of the stairwell.
C)
Cortana is, to put it simply, fed up. Instead of the usual voice or video it’s a text she posts to the network sometime after it becomes apparent that, rather than going away like she expected, the effect that’s causing her and apparently all other technology in Gloucester to fall apart is lingering.
...She might also be more than a little terrified, but she’s trying not to let on to that bit.
So anyone else got any ideas of what to do about our little technology situation?
If people are even able to read the message with how badly the phones are fucking up. It’s probably a miracle she was even able to post this, TBH.
When: Early to mid October
Where: Various
Summary: Cortana is having some ...difficulties. (And posts to the network seeking solutions in the last prompt)
Warnings: Illness? I’m not sure how to label a robot experiencing their body fall apart.
A)
Sometimes, Cortana helps out by providing medical assistance to people coming back from Dogtown. She’s no doctor, but she has a pretty impressive knowledge bank when it comes to first aid medical procedures.
This day is no different from any other. Or at least, it starts out that way. When she gets to the tent, however, she finds her optics are starting to glitch. A check of her phone shows that it also seems to be suffering from some sort of effect, and she chalks it up to more ambient entity magic bullshit, especially when it goes away the moment she moves more than a block or two away from the outskirts.
She tries to push through it that first day, but there are noticeable tremors in her movements, and she struggles to accomplish more than simple tasks.
B)
Fortunately for Cortana, she doesn’t spend every day within the vicinity of Dogtown. For a while, she’s blissfully unbothered by the slow decay of technology that’s too close because she never gets close enough to experience the effect… at least until the plants start taking over the town and it becomes inescapable.
She stumbles a lot. That’s perhaps the most common and noticeable effect, but there’s more than just that. Her voice cuts out at points, fills with static. She struggles with vision, with the recognition of faces and objects. Her battery struggles to hold its charge, and at one point her power cuts out as she’s descending a staircase, her body abruptly pitching forward and tumbling to lie bonelessly at the bottom of the stairwell.
C)
Cortana is, to put it simply, fed up. Instead of the usual voice or video it’s a text she posts to the network sometime after it becomes apparent that, rather than going away like she expected, the effect that’s causing her and apparently all other technology in Gloucester to fall apart is lingering.
...She might also be more than a little terrified, but she’s trying not to let on to that bit.
So anyone else got any ideas of what to do about our little technology situation?
If people are even able to read the message with how badly the phones are fucking up. It’s probably a miracle she was even able to post this, TBH.
text | un: SGR
[Hopefully a message that short will come through - though odd, his username is glitching. The first name won't show up properly.
Also:] Should I come find you?
Text, un: Chosewell
Re: Text, un: Chosewell
Yeah. You can just call me Rogers now.
[He maybe traded his first name away without meaning to. Whoops.]
So, what's wrong?
no subject
Please tell me you didn't get your name stolen by the fae, Rogers.
(Not even gonna respond to the question, at least for now.)
no subject
[See? He's not telling her!]
no subject
Rogers...
no subject
Your human "cover" should be safe. ADI isn't the one really controlling it, so they can't just decide to take it away.
Now.
Are you all right?
B!
"...Blue?" Eda crouches down by Cortana, looking her over before settling on just shaking her shoulder lightly, since she's pretty sure checking for a pulse doesn't apply.
She's not sure what's wrong, but it occurs to her that if other technology hasn't been working all that well...
no subject
But then she twitches, spasms, and opens her eyes.
"...Who?" Well that's not good. AI are supposed to have perfect recall, yeah? And yet, her confusion is as plain as day as she stares at Eda and fails to recognize her.
no subject
"It's... Eda. You know me." Eda raises an eyebrow and tilts her head, ears folding down a little with concern. Normally she might as if this was some kind of a joke, but Cortana seems genuinely not all there.
"How hard did you hit your head?" And then a little pause, before "or uh, wherever you keep your brain."