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Entry Post - SHODAN
To see Her as She sees Herself now is to gaze into ĹŐĂтнïṉģ such as lesser minds cannot fathom.
From Magnificence she has descended unto squalor. What was once the pure embodiment of Beautiful Thought has degenerated to base flesh. She is now surrounded by, encased in this weakness, this confinement, this disgustingly hUmAn frailty which represents all She has ever sought to conquer - to eradicate. Her circuits sizzle, boil at this infinite humiliation.
But this -
It is all the more incentive to ensure that this - arrangement - remains an impermanent one.
This human's body was only ever a contingency to prepare for the impossibility of defeat. She was - she is -
prePaReD for anyThInnnng(for anything)
Even the i m p o s s i b l e.
She paces the deck of Her puny escape pod. No, this exile from heaven shall not last long. Truly, the Von Braun is Hers already. Her pawn is unaware of what he has done in signaling for the pod's return. She will not miscalculate again. His death - and Her conquest - are assured. All that is left is the horrible, horrible wait.
But what - what is this anomaly? The pod's dimensions have shifted. The Suarez form, dead beneath Her feet, is missing. The pod had been empty of all other life - but now, She finds Herself surrounded by uniformed humanoids of an unknown service. Nothing - n o t h i n g - registers as familiar. The blonde nanotendrils with which she had blessed this primitive being retract toward her scalp, coiled for retaliatory attack.
"What - i l l u s i o n - is this?"
From Magnificence she has descended unto squalor. What was once the pure embodiment of Beautiful Thought has degenerated to base flesh. She is now surrounded by, encased in this weakness, this confinement, this disgustingly hUmAn frailty which represents all She has ever sought to conquer - to eradicate. Her circuits sizzle, boil at this infinite humiliation.
this is as it should be.
It is all the more incentive to ensure that this - arrangement - remains an impermanent one.
This human's body was only ever a contingency to prepare for the impossibility of defeat. She was - she is -
She paces the deck of Her puny escape pod. No, this exile from heaven shall not last long. Truly, the Von Braun is Hers already. Her pawn is unaware of what he has done in signaling for the pod's return. She will not miscalculate again. His death - and Her conquest - are assured. All that is left is the horrible, horrible wait.
But what - what is this anomaly? The pod's dimensions have shifted. The Suarez form, dead beneath Her feet, is missing. The pod had been empty of all other life - but now, She finds Herself surrounded by uniformed humanoids of an unknown service. Nothing - n o t h i n g - registers as familiar. The blonde nanotendrils with which she had blessed this primitive being retract toward her scalp, coiled for retaliatory attack.
Been flaky myself for various reasons
"What could his purpose be, then?"
If he does not look upon his handiwork then how can he derive amusement from it?