One miserable winter night, it is cold and dark out, and Mitchell is hunting.
He thinks back to the conversation he had last week; recalls a closed food truck and a table, the icy chill and crisp November air. He thinks back to Hank.
Most of the code I write is code that I can evolve on the fly. My code to delete me out of security footage, for instance, was something I'd built up over months, adjusting it to different proprietary SecSystems as I encountered them. But this was different: my comm and feed protections were what kept me from falling under anyone else's control, and I couldn't afford to have them be anything but perfect, which was why I was here. If I wanted to fix this vulnerability properly, and I did, there were things that I needed to do that I couldn't do without help.
In the aftermath of getting hacked, Murderbot asks ART to help it make sure it can't be hacked the same way again. As it turns out, applying and testing a security patch is a little more challenging than usual when the vulnerable system is, you know, your own brain.
Fandoms: The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells
02 Oct 2021
"Could one of us pretend to be a ComfortUnit?" Ratthi asked.
"No. Constructs have a noticeably higher feed presence than humans."
Gurathin leant forward in his chair.
“What about an augmented human?”
This Unit: Where is my owner, Dr. Mensah?
Dr. Yuen: Well, that’s the million dollar question, isn’t it? SecUnit, where did you last physically interact with Dr. Ayda Mensah?
Information Retrieval: Dr. Ayda Mensah last interacted with This Unit on Preservation Station at 08:27:22 on 4098-09-17 CRST.
This Unit: You do not have permission to access that information.
Dr. Yuen: You’re incorrect, SecUnit. We do. Answer the question.
(When the infamous rogue SecUnit of the Preservation Alliance gets captured, the corporate techs assigned to it expected to be able to get some juicy data, or at least some insights into its cracked governor module. They didn't expect something so... basic.)
In an effort to improve security training for its humans, Murderbot decides that controlled memory wipes are the only way to give the authentic 'chased by a dangerous SecUnit' experience. It really wishes its humans would stop complaining about the idea. It knows what it's doing, alright? This isn't a serial ruled by dramatic irony. Nothing's going to go wrong.
(Something, inevitably, goes wrong.)
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP - Fandom
14 Mar 2021
“He took one of your feathers, didn’t he,” Lord Technoblade says, and it is not a question.
Oddly, blessedly, that makes it easier to answer. “His Lordship—wished for a feather quill.”
-oh dear, can you see me (findingkairos, chapter 3)
In which a feather quill is made, and the Angel of Death can feel every. single. step.
Bookmarked by darkenedmammal
05 Nov 2021