Rote To Dzuerongvoe
A Traveller5.10 Solo-Play Log
By Pakkrat
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BEGIN Rote to Dzuerongvoe
System: Traveller5.10
Milieu: Official Traveller Universe 1900
Format: Galaxiad
Year: 1902
Location: Pandrin (
Gvurrdon 2240) A560885-G De Ph Ri Varg2 Jonk4 (Rr)
Cast of Characters:
Zhem Cym-Robot J9BC66-9X
Dame Qithka02 Cannagrrh Relict Clone female Gvegh Vargr 78F983-C? (CP later 9)
Lady Shaa Gankinra female Vilani Human A58AAC-9X
Lieutenant Hew Hollowton male Ursa E7B7B4-4X
"Your chassis awaits, Zhem. Anytime you're ready."
The meta-identity Zhem paused a small eternity - well, an eternity to a TL-17 Cym and citizen to the Republic of Regina crammed into a cramped TL-16 Standard Model/8 bis Computer. The Data Port lay just out of the corner of Zhem's net perception. The Move however was going to be one-way, and it was going to get even more compact. But it was the thing to do to slough this growing Onwee of being just another mainframe that had been grav-jacked into Walker Robotics. Zhem was about to trade that spacious home for a robotic chassis, a Vargriform.
"You sure you have my extra Data Wafers? This is going to be like putting wet laundry though a TL-2 wringer-...or so I'm told."
"You got this," said the Walker Robotics technician. "The extra Data Wafers are in a belt around your chassis waist. But we can go over that after the Move. Up to you, buddy."
"Give me a moment," Zhem said. "I'm just compressing the last petabytes."
The Human technician guessed aloud correctly in asking, "This is your first Move into a sophontiform, isn't it?"
"Yes, and it measures very cramped," complained Zhem. "I'm having to parse what I want to put into Storage and what comes with me."
"Say, do you need me to leave the room? Some Cyms discover new experiences. Like one time, a Cym Moved into a model and complained of nakedness. I-"
Zhem cut off the biological with, "Yes this is my first time, my first Robot and I chose a Vargriform. Just give me a moment."
Zhem took a last second and surrendered to the Move. Blessed be the silicon…[Referee cue music: Austin Wintory - To Know, Water]
Power: On, Steady
Logos: Present, Embedded
Idea Sheath: Sealed, Ready for commands
Mental: Active, Processors at maximum
Imago: Present, Ready to boot Personality
Pathos: Present, Detecting fear at 30%
Chassis: On, Passive and Relaxed stance, Ready
Status: Core Green, Torso Green, Limb Groups Green, Systems and Options Green
Welcome to Walker Robotics of Pandrin Vargriform Robot, Zhem-J9BC66-9X!
Thank you for purchasing a Sophontiform to house your Cym being. Happy Move Day!
Walker Robotics and its Vargriform chassis are trademarked products of Walker Robotics, LIC of Pandrin.
All rights reserved. Feedback welcome at any Starport A kiosk.
Zhem could barely think. The Cym had to back down the load and actually think slower. Then came calming down that 30% fear it was feeling in its new circuits. Even now, the mainframe beside the Robot chassis was emptying of Zhem’s Logos which biologicals claimed was a sophont’s core being - the soul. Zhem wanted everything to Move and find its place in this limited space. Like slow moving, viscous fluid, Zhem filled the Robot’s every pathway, like a new biological heart and circulation system pumping Blood for the first time.
When the Model/8 bis began shutting down to a Dormant Mode, Zhem knew that the Move was complete. The Cym now inhabited the 96 liters of robotics, Fusion Plus power, computer core, sensors, and options. While it was possible to think, to process, Zhem found it had to lower its bandwidth and data movements in tighter, scheduled bursts of commands. It had to slow down and think rather than compute at previous freedom.
Then Zhem heard with auditory sensors its own voice in this new form, “I’m in. Limited thinking but I seem to be all in. Did the rest of me go to the Data Wafers, into storage?”
The Human stepped before the large Vargriform. Zhem detected the man’s movement with visual sensors, its new eyes. There was visual acuity in the Red-Green-Blue bands, acuity, focus, depth, brightness, contrast, exposure, targeting and analysis all in the act of seeing.
“Confirmed,” answered the technician. “Your Wafers are filled to the brim, ready when you want to slot them. How about some tests? Let’s start ground up.”
The damage Status was passed up as Zhem detected no damage. The Human had called it pain. Zhem remembered the reaction in biologicals, but actual personal pain was still new and even newer now that the Cym had Moved to a Robot chassis.
Movement of all the joints was tested. Almost silent hissing of joints as myelofibrin ‘muscles’ obeyed the Cym’s commands to move as exemplified by the Human. It was during these movements that Zhem secretly noticed that it stood head and shoulders above the technician.
“I’m tall. Taller than you.”
“Yes, and you’re about five times my mass too. For all the options you listed in the chassis you ordered, you’re going to put on some pounds, buddy.”
As the fear reduced with each test, Zhem complied with movements, gestures, exacting Manipulator (a Hand shaped as a Vargr claw) grasps, signals and fine manipulations. It got to write with a pencil for the first time on paper: