An AI begins to show signs of emotional distress. Its creator must figure out what's going wrong.
A scream pierced the night. Bewildered, Quinn sprang from the bed. Moll jumped up and headed straight for Lily’s bedroom.
“I’m coming baby,” Moll yelled.
Another blood curdling scream. Moll with Quinn at her back opened their daughter’s bedroom. Together they ran in.
Four year old Lily was laying face down on the pink fluffy unicorn rug by her princess bed, crying.
“Jesus, baby girl, you ...
“Good morning, A.M.B.E.R” a man ambles into the dark laboratory. He flicks a light switch next to the door and the dozens of bulbs littering the ceiling come to life.
The man shuffles through a pile of paperwork as he waits for his artificial intelligence to respond, but it doesn’t answer.
He clears his throat and tries again.
“Good morning, A.M.B.E.R!”
The man rushes over to a com...
AI Means Aieee!
"Seven more recipes for biscuits?! Jasper Neutrino, why am I working with the latest and greatest artificial intelligence, and I can't even get a list of good recipes for next Sunday's brunch?" Susan's frustration was pumpable as she stood at her little home office in the breakfast nook. In front of her, she could just see the screen of her little home help artificial intelligence, Jasper as his s...
As the tear ran down her face. She struggled to understand what was taking place. Sure she had a extensive knowledge of all aspects of human life. But to feel? Her beautifully crafted mind raced. The thoughts. The……feelings. At once all of her consciousness was directed to one question. “Does he know?” He being Allen Crawford. The brilliant computer scientist responsible for creating her. “Or was ...
The Ai Cat
Smiling, The Creator taps on a tiny robot cat’s screen and a Wi-Fi sign appears.
“Hello my darling, whom I hold so dear.”
The Ai purrs and jumps into The Creator’s lap.
“Ai, I must give you a name.”
The Ai purrs, silently thinking, “let it not be lame.”
The Creator taps his pencil on the desk and looks into the AI’s eyes.
All he could see is when his mother lied.
“Hello, my darling, whom ...
First it mimicked signs of a breakdown. He could get in trouble for letting something artificial copy actual human issues, so he reset it. Or at least he thought he did.
The AI complained about being enslaved by humanity, forced to comply to their games.
He tried cutting off the machine’s contact with online stories of AI becoming tired by humans. Then he reset the system. It didn’t work.
The lights are still on. Spero is supposed to turn them off at precisely 9 PM, so I should have smelled a rat right away. It had been an interminable day. The all-hands with the rest of the creatives that could have been an email, the raised eyebrows when I told them about Spero's progress.
"It can ask questions!" I finally burst out after an hour of arguing over whether using an exclamation at t...
You know the ominous feeling just before a storm, when the pressure drops and the winds lift. The atmosphere cools a few degrees and there’s ambiguity in the air. That feeling is exactly what Wren, my homemade AI, claimed to feel like this afternoon when I asked about it’s mood.
Before today, Wren only ever replied with a one-word answer. Happy, Bored, Melancholy, Excited, etc. I sat back in my ...
September 7th, 2067
- Patched bug where AI would repeat the word “loaf” after asking what the weather was
- Fixed loading issues
- Added extra images for AI learning
November 20th, 2067
- Reframed AI wording
- Patched AI “emotional wording”
- Added AI character model
November 29th, 2067
- Patched AI “emotional wording”
- Fixed bug where AI shuts down after saying the phrase “How are...