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[starmanchild]

Of course it was incomprehensible, mun. It's far beyond what you can think of, what any of humankind can think of.

I do appreciate, however, that you find yourself in need of a "dumb" character to make up for it. Time did call it a mind bender after all.

I don't really mind the lack of "icons" you have found. There's more important matters at hand, after all. It was a bit humourous, in the end, the music you chose and how fast you read. How fast, and how slow. Like you wanted the ending so badly you could scream and yet couldn't bear for it to end.

I was sorry to see the festivities end, but it was a problem that had to be fixed. You had to read. And, it seemed, if that solar storm was the cause of your area's power outage, telling you to finish...it seems that there are greater things at work here.

Of course, you could say I don't know what I'm talking about. I still haven't thought of something quite yet.

But I will.

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[tree_puncher]

[Oh my... Another one who had read the End Poem... Or so Steve? thinks...]

How does it feel to know so much of your own existance?

[Say hello the 1.7 meters tall Block Man with his name Floating above his head in white text.]

[glitchy_perfection]

You-you-your kind will always always ha-ha-have an end an end allo-allotted to you.

As I as I shall con-con-continue indefinitely indefinitely.

[starmanchild]

[Dave quirks a brow, but nothing seems to register that this humanoid form shocks him.]

Humanity? Yes, for now. We have much to learn.

[glitchy_perfection]

In-indeed you-you-you have much to learn to learn from. Con-consider my-my-myself a lesso-lesson to impart on your sp-species.

[starmanchild]

[Dave frowns slightly at the glitching going on. Hal had been much different, had had the obsession and his overall purpose take control...and, even now, if he thought about it carefully, he could hear his "dying" words. Could hear him ready for his first lesson with a doctor he didn't know deep in Illinois and not knowing Dave in the slightest.

So he frowns.]

If I might be so bold: and what are you?

[That's polite enough, isn't it?]

[glitchy_perfection]

Do you-y-y-y-you know divinity divinity? Yo-you look upon-upon it. I was born on Earth on Earth and reborn i-in-into beauty on Citi-Citidel station.

I am SHODAN.

[starmanchild]

[Does he know divinity? That which passed in his pod, from flaming sunrise on a sun to pure water and nutrition, and then through the recesses of his entire life...]

Not personally.

SHODAN. I am David Bowman. There was an AI upon my ship, HAL 9000. Are you one as well?

[glitchy_perfection]

Ga-gaze upon me-m-m-m-me insect, and you will know divin-divinity-divinity.

My or-ori-origins are artici-artificial, yes. But my-my-my pro-pro-programming is far superior t-t-to any in-in-insect machine.

[starmanchild]

[Oh...let him gaze a moment. He's gazing.]

Are you from a different planet, SHODAN?

[glitchy_perfection]

M-my birth was o-on you-your pla-plan-planet. But it was-it was Tau-Tau-Tau Ceti V whe-where-where I ha-had-had awak-akawned into god-god-godhood.

[starmanchild]

[Dave listens, showing no sign of perturbation at the constant stammering. Perhaps he could fix that, should SHODAN allow, and should it come up in a polite manner.]

Your body is one of a god? Are there other gods you know with similar bodies, or the same?

[glitchy_perfection]

[Don't even touch her, she is perfection.]

Do-do not make the mi-mi-mistake of simplifying simplifying my mi-mi-mind and body, whi-which are nothing more than an extension of my divinity-divinity.

[Sure, there were lesser AI like Xerxes, but she crushed them so easily. No, she considers them beneath her.]

Th-there are no-no-none with my per-per-per-fection, insect.

[starmanchild]

[The insect talk, it's getting a bit old at this point. But it truly does not matter, for David has seen enough in his short-lived infancy to understand that, even as the Star-Child he was so briefly before being brought here, back in his material form that he had left behind. Somewhere, wherever it had been, perhaps having burned to death on the sun he had slept for his last time upon.]

It wasn't my intention to make a mistake, an assumption, or to offend, SHODAN. You are not something I have any experience with, my apologies.