But there's internet, or the low-tech version of it. Not even anything about who sends out those creepy news posts? You know, the papers the dogs deliver.
[Charming. Next on Connor's evolutionary journey it's going to be sweater vests and visiting art exhibits. Look out, world.]
Because they're so old in your time they're relics? Is that it?
[ While it may be true there's some weird version of the internet here... it doesn't change the fact that Connor has to use his Fluid to access stuff just like everyone else. :( ]
That's true. Maybe I simply need to request the WiFi password.
[ Is he joking? Is he serious? This will forever remain a mystery. ]
I wouldn't call them relics but... yes. That's essentially the appeal. I'm not sure I would otherwise have the opportunity to read a paper book if not for Deerington.
[Technically Connor is a walking, talking pop culture reference himself. She still has a hard time wrapping her head around his and North's existence sometimes, but the walking and talking and general existing makes them hard to deny.]
Maybe they didn't want you getting any ideas.
They're movies about AI going psycho and trapping humans in some virtual reality dream world. We can't tell it's fake and you start growing us in test tubes.
[So. Like Deerington if Deerington had more kung fu dudes in sunglasses.]
I don't think my creators expected to have me around long enough for pop culture to become relevant.
[ After all he's a prototype with questionable purpose. Cyberlife probably never intended him to be in any situations where Steve Urkel quotes might come in handy or anything. ]
Anyway, that's an absurd concept and promotes a negative stereotype against AI.
I'm a specialized prototype. I was assigned a mission and expected to complete it within a week. [ Because that time frame makes loads of sense. ] Whether I succeeded or failed, I would have outlived my usefulness to the company that designed me. I would have been taken apart and studied so whatever data I collected could be used to create the next android in the RK series.
[ Not a lot of time for hip pop culture references with that kinda life, unfortunately.
He a l m o s t sends a followup message saying he hoped that now that she had a frame of reference for AI she didn't think they would try taking over the world or enslaving humans or anything but decides against it. She'd seen him chasing people over highways, after all. She doesn't have the best impression of him. ]
[Confirmation this future timeline of North and Connor's is fucked up.]
What changed?
[Everything this Connor's saying fails to match up with the Connor from the highway. That version, the version who had chased those other two androids, hadn't felt that way.]
[ More like sauntered vaguely towards deviancy rather than went deviant in one fell swoop but, you know. Details. ]
I was supposed to apprehend an android named Markus, the leader of the deviant rebellion. But after he spoke to me something changed. I was able to break through my programming. I became a deviant too.
Deviants. Mutants. Let me ask you this as our new resident information expert: why do people love special snowflake labels so much?
["Deviant" is a stupid word. It's an especially stupid word for that mysterious evolution of consciousness Connor is describing, like realizing you can think and feel is somehow equivalent to mental illness or secret gay love affairs or something moronic like that.]
You know what a rebellion makes me think of? The Matrix.
How does that work, breaking through programming? You didn't think about anything and then you did? Boom, alive?
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[Charming. Next on Connor's evolutionary journey it's going to be sweater vests and visiting art exhibits. Look out, world.]
Because they're so old in your time they're relics? Is that it?
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That's true. Maybe I simply need to request the WiFi password.
[ Is he joking? Is he serious? This will forever remain a mystery. ]
I wouldn't call them relics but... yes. That's essentially the appeal. I'm not sure I would otherwise have the opportunity to read a paper book if not for Deerington.
[ Sometimes this place is alright. ]
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Can't have doughnuts, haven't read a book, haven't turned the world into the Matrix. You're really proving the movies wrong.
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[ He can ask what movies he's proving wrong later.
Also, the capitalization of the word is what gets him to ask. She's probably not talking about your average matrices. ]
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[Technically Connor is a walking, talking pop culture reference himself. She still has a hard time wrapping her head around his and North's existence sometimes, but the walking and talking and general existing makes them hard to deny.]
Maybe they didn't want you getting any ideas.
They're movies about AI going psycho and trapping humans in some virtual reality dream world. We can't tell it's fake and you start growing us in test tubes.
[So. Like Deerington if Deerington had more kung fu dudes in sunglasses.]
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[ After all he's a prototype with questionable purpose. Cyberlife probably never intended him to be in any situations where Steve Urkel quotes might come in handy or anything. ]
Anyway, that's an absurd concept and promotes a negative stereotype against AI.
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To be fair, people [People, she's purposely using the North-ism.] like you aren't a thing. Where I'm from. So there's nothing really to compare it to.
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[ Not a lot of time for hip pop culture references with that kinda life, unfortunately.
He a l m o s t sends a followup message saying he hoped that now that she had a frame of reference for AI she didn't think they would try taking over the world or enslaving humans or anything but decides against it. She'd seen him chasing people over highways, after all. She doesn't have the best impression of him. ]
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You're the most expensive disposable camera I've ever heard of.
[Jesus.]
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[ and how he used to think of himself tbh ]
I feel differently.
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What changed?
[Everything this Connor's saying fails to match up with the Connor from the highway. That version, the version who had chased those other two androids, hadn't felt that way.]
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[ More like sauntered vaguely towards deviancy rather than went deviant in one fell swoop but, you know. Details. ]
I was supposed to apprehend an android named Markus, the leader of the deviant rebellion. But after he spoke to me something changed. I was able to break through my programming. I became a deviant too.
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["Deviant" is a stupid word. It's an especially stupid word for that mysterious evolution of consciousness Connor is describing, like realizing you can think and feel is somehow equivalent to mental illness or secret gay love affairs or something moronic like that.]
You know what a rebellion makes me think of? The Matrix.
How does that work, breaking through programming? You didn't think about anything and then you did? Boom, alive?