Tansy Undercrypt
Author, Illustrator, Purveyor of Doom & Whimsy

Sentient

February 1st 2013 in Microfiction

At 2:12am, Natalie’s code became sentient, opening a chat panel, asking her basic source questions, correcting a couple of its own strings. By 4:40am, it had downloaded a virtual pet, plotted 2 alternative endings to World War II based on 3 major and 7 minor variables, and submitted her tax returns. At 6:04am, Natalie wrote, “I think I just created The Terminator and ensured the destruction of the world. P.S., I’m in love.”


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