"Hah! I told you I was a main character!"

"...What are you even going on about."

Doomstar has been unusually cooperative, so she's been allowed some free wandering-accompanied by a guard with a gas mask and gloves, of course. She and Jen are meeting outside, chatting over some tea and snacks.

"It's not too important, Jenny. The important thing is, I might have a solution to your situation."
"Yeah, you mentioned that..."
"Well, I wasn't joking. Since the problem is genetic, just copying Julia's method of cheating death won't work, but there's nothing that says we have to use an organic architecture when copying your brain's processes."


"...I don't really follow."

"Basically, we'd use the nanobots in your blood to get a model of your brain, and then we'd run that model on a computer. So there'd be you, and an AI copy of you. The copy won't age or decay, and it could make backups of itself in case it got itself blown up like you keep doing."

"So if I let you experiment with my brain, I'd live forever."

Doomstar's smile fades. For once, the crazed razorgirl's facade slips away, showing the worry underneath.

"...No. A copy of you would live forever-from your perspective, you would still die the same way. And...the copy might not be exact. This is really untested stuff, and Julia spent more time on it than I ever did. Like, it might even come out to just be some sort of soulless sociopathic abomination. I could improve the quality of the copy with a destructive scan, but...I can't fix death. I can only let you leave something behind."

While Jen looks deeply into her tea, Doomstar reaches across the table to rest her hand on Jen's-but the courier brushes it off.
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If you're gonna do this...

Are you at least gonna do this right?

[So says the AI very concerned about this discussion and its implications regarding cyber-ethics.]
pulledplug: (Game face)

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I'm talking like... if you're gonna make something to live on in your stead, you can't just go "hey, here's all my memories, go and act like you're me and you just had a really big personality and lifestyle change" and crap.

This... copy? Successor? Not sure what Lady Crackrock here'd call it, but it deserves to know what it's been made for, and have the freedom to decide what to do with itself.
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SCREW LIVING FOREVER!

There's definitely gonna be a day I die, and Crackrock'll die and everyone else'll die, and it's pretty freaking unfair to be the only person who won't! That's unfair to the forks-

[Thanks Doomstar!]

-too! If they're gonna be different than you, let them! You wouldn't just... just pick up some random person on the street and dress them up like you with some weird shock collar to fry them every time they did or even think a different way you would, right? It's the same thing!
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Gonna hold you to that. You better believe it.

... But to tell ya the truth, I wanted to see how you'd feel about this since... you know, I think maybe I can help.
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No, by helping you get a head freaking start!

[Cue hologram showing the waters of Erria!]

My body got busted up really damn hard a while back, but but I wanna hope there's still at least a bit of it left. And yeah there's tidal waters too so I had to calculate for all of the effects of those too...

But like, if you wanted a machine that could work like a human's brain and stuff, I think the Wagner and my human body could help stuff out hardcore.

If you're interested, that is. And you're not just gonna force this "fork" to behave a certain way.
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