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Story of the week:<br>
Story of the week:<br>
'''[[Dienst #1 - Trojan Horse]]'''
'''[[Tinted Windows]]'''


<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>
<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>


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I roughly pulled up the back of the maid’s shirt. Her back was practically just a flat sheet of white plastic. In the center was a removable panel
Just thinking back to some of Ashleigh Treigh’s performances; if you’d seen her, you’d know what I’m talking about. No machine could ever be that good. Were its wires filled with the adrenaline of that first moment on stage? Did it have a heart that could beat in rhythm with the music? Did the whispers of the crowd move this robot? Could it sense the audience’s excitement and draw energy from it? Was it capable of feeling goosebumps cascade across its plastic flesh when the audience cheered it? Could it feel the exhilaration after a perfectly executed performance? Did it have a sense of utter fulfillment and satisfaction and contentment when the night was over and the lights went off, when the seats were empty and the crowds were gone?


“What are you doing, valued guest?” Something started beeping faster.
As I’ve explained, I had serious doubts as soon as I was informed of the extraordinary last-minute change in cast. Especially after the director accidentally spilled the beans that her maintenance schedule conflicted with her performances, so it had been decided by management that the routine maintenance was to be postponed. Well, the moment I laid eyes on the two-bit manufactured madam, all of my misgivings seemed very well founded.


“Quiet.
She was made-up to resemble Ashleigh Treigh from a distance. Same slim build, long legs, thin neck. The short blond hair was done up in a tight ponytail. The hair was stretched back to reveal a smooth and barren forehead, and unlike Treigh’s, it wasn’t creased by lines of life and worry. It was devoid of thought, experience.


Using a small electric screwdriver, I had the panel in the middle of her back off within seconds. Four tiny screws: Zrrrr, Zrrrr, Zrrrr, Zrrrr. I kept track of where each one landed on the tile floor. Then I yanked the panel out and flung it to the floor. It clattered: plastic on tile. I flung away the screwdriver.
And her eyes were dead, like marbles sitting in plastic cups. No focus, no flicker of intelligence. No curiosity, no dazzle, no sparkle of vitality. This was not Ashleigh Treigh.


“Warning: illegally tampering with Integrated Conglomerates property is punishable by fine, imprisonment, or Special Penalty.” Next I ripped a small but high-powered pen-light out of the kit. Holding it tensely in my teeth and using it to illuminate her dark interior, I jacked the black-market interface rig into her now-exposed manual-interface port. I logged on to her system. I knew that time was critical. My hands moved nimbly. They were practiced. Very little conscious thought was involved at all. It was all business. But my heart was pumping at a thousand beats per minute.
And in the performance, everything unfolded more or less as I has foreseen. I couldn’t predict the details, but I just knew something terrible was going to happen.


“This is a reminder: Citizen non-compliance with Integrated Conglomerates directives can result in loss of consumer privileges.
I remember standing with her behind the two-story high curtains. I knew that in moments, after the introduction was complete, the curtains would part like the thighs of a beautiful young mother, about to give birth to my career.


“Relax baby, this won’t hurt a bit...
“Why are you shaking?” The faux-Ashleigh Treigh had asked me. It seemed like the machine was accusing me of weakness, of being soft. That’s never a problem, I guess, if you’re made out of metal.


“You do not have authorization to interface with this unit.
I don’t remember how I replied.


“I know that.
Anyway.
 
Everything went off fine until the Intermission.
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Story of the week:
Tinted Windows

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Just thinking back to some of Ashleigh Treigh’s performances; if you’d seen her, you’d know what I’m talking about. No machine could ever be that good. Were its wires filled with the adrenaline of that first moment on stage? Did it have a heart that could beat in rhythm with the music? Did the whispers of the crowd move this robot? Could it sense the audience’s excitement and draw energy from it? Was it capable of feeling goosebumps cascade across its plastic flesh when the audience cheered it? Could it feel the exhilaration after a perfectly executed performance? Did it have a sense of utter fulfillment and satisfaction and contentment when the night was over and the lights went off, when the seats were empty and the crowds were gone?

As I’ve explained, I had serious doubts as soon as I was informed of the extraordinary last-minute change in cast. Especially after the director accidentally spilled the beans that her maintenance schedule conflicted with her performances, so it had been decided by management that the routine maintenance was to be postponed. Well, the moment I laid eyes on the two-bit manufactured madam, all of my misgivings seemed very well founded.

She was made-up to resemble Ashleigh Treigh from a distance. Same slim build, long legs, thin neck. The short blond hair was done up in a tight ponytail. The hair was stretched back to reveal a smooth and barren forehead, and unlike Treigh’s, it wasn’t creased by lines of life and worry. It was devoid of thought, experience.

And her eyes were dead, like marbles sitting in plastic cups. No focus, no flicker of intelligence. No curiosity, no dazzle, no sparkle of vitality. This was not Ashleigh Treigh.

And in the performance, everything unfolded more or less as I has foreseen. I couldn’t predict the details, but I just knew something terrible was going to happen.

I remember standing with her behind the two-story high curtains. I knew that in moments, after the introduction was complete, the curtains would part like the thighs of a beautiful young mother, about to give birth to my career.

“Why are you shaking?” The faux-Ashleigh Treigh had asked me. It seemed like the machine was accusing me of weakness, of being soft. That’s never a problem, I guess, if you’re made out of metal.

I don’t remember how I replied.

Anyway.

Everything went off fine until the Intermission.


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