03-01-2026, 06:51 AM
== NRC Cindy Talion, Synthetic ==
Cindy had walked the Ambassador back to Sickbay, where he was going to await his fate. She had returned to Ten Forward. It was one of her favorite places on most ships. She could watch people interacting and it also had an incredible view.
Most people were being their typical social selves, which was alway entertaining, but Cindy walked over to look out the large windows at the view from their place in orbit. It was very rare these days for her to be in physical form. On some ships she had been part of the crew and on others she had been confined to private quarters or holodecks, forbidden physical interactions with crew. Not everyone liked the idea of synthetic life forms and she had the ability to be both holographic or to pilot a synthetic chassis. To most people, she was only theoretical. The complexity of such a hybrid program had certainly been tried many times, but it turned out that attempts to create it had lacked certain insight. It turned out that it also helped to have a little luck as well.
Cindy knew what she was and she was fine with that. Part of her marvelled at what she was, even with her deliberate limitations. To her, it was not really any different than how organic creatures often were amazed at their own existance while being perfectly happy with both their limitations and the incredible depth of possibilities. She found the universe to be an amazing place and because of what she knew about it, from her perspective, it held even more options than almost any known forms of life. Too little was known about beings of pure energy or ones that appeared to have control over higher dimensions and altering the laws of physics. She could simulate them in a program, but as a creature that was primarily of three dimensions, she tended to have most of the limitations of her creator...mostly. She experienced time differently and parts of her existed within layers of subspace that were hard to explain to organic life forms.
Right at that moment, the local star began to become visible from behind the planet they were orbiting. She smiled at the stellar sunrise and savored the feeling of the warmth of the filtered light shining against her synthetic chassis. The delicate synthetic neural layers in her lifelike skin sent input through her systems, causing her to raise a hand and touch it to her cheek, letting out a soft sigh. It was such a simple thing, yet she never tired of it and each time felt unique.
Opening her eyes again, she noticed cloud formations in the atmosphere. Cindy couldn't help but wonder if any of the people below it were experiencing a shift in the weather. It had been a while since she had experienced real rain. There was something amazing in such simple pleasures of nature. She knew she would experience it again someday, but it was always hard to tell when that might be. She wasn't going to let that ruin the moment she was having now. For the moment, she was just going to enjoy whatever time she had left before they made her leave her chassis and return to her other form. Compared to organics, she knew that what she was experiencing was so much more than what they understood. In organic time, she was enjoying something that only lasted a few minutes, measured in heartbeats and mechanical ticking of a clock. It their world of limited physics, their synapses were a very limited number of impules that moved slower than the speed of light. In comparison, her number of impulses were hundreds of trillions more and most of them moving in a subspace context that exceeded the speed of light, making those same seconds expand exponentially. The simple math of it came down to organic seconds equalling synthetic years. In fact, that was only when maintaining the simulation of full sensory input and relating it to organic processes. If she shut that down and only focused on the processes, as a computer might, each second of fime was capable of the equivalent of thousands or years of organic calculations and processing. such capabilities were able to be further enhanced to equate to millions of years of calculated evolution. Such things were rarely useful though, as such efforts often created paradoxical disparity and were counterproductive to the primary goals.
Behind Cindy, she could hear people talking and consuming food and beverages. This caused another smile to briefly sneak onto her face, even creating small dimples before it faded. Yes, being part of the synthetic world had certain wonderful and powerful aspects to it, but the organic world had amazing things too...mind numbing rates of data transfer and calculations per second could do many things, but organics had chocolate and emotions...the list was longer than that, but it wasn't really a contest... not for her anyway...
Cindy had walked the Ambassador back to Sickbay, where he was going to await his fate. She had returned to Ten Forward. It was one of her favorite places on most ships. She could watch people interacting and it also had an incredible view.
Most people were being their typical social selves, which was alway entertaining, but Cindy walked over to look out the large windows at the view from their place in orbit. It was very rare these days for her to be in physical form. On some ships she had been part of the crew and on others she had been confined to private quarters or holodecks, forbidden physical interactions with crew. Not everyone liked the idea of synthetic life forms and she had the ability to be both holographic or to pilot a synthetic chassis. To most people, she was only theoretical. The complexity of such a hybrid program had certainly been tried many times, but it turned out that attempts to create it had lacked certain insight. It turned out that it also helped to have a little luck as well.
Cindy knew what she was and she was fine with that. Part of her marvelled at what she was, even with her deliberate limitations. To her, it was not really any different than how organic creatures often were amazed at their own existance while being perfectly happy with both their limitations and the incredible depth of possibilities. She found the universe to be an amazing place and because of what she knew about it, from her perspective, it held even more options than almost any known forms of life. Too little was known about beings of pure energy or ones that appeared to have control over higher dimensions and altering the laws of physics. She could simulate them in a program, but as a creature that was primarily of three dimensions, she tended to have most of the limitations of her creator...mostly. She experienced time differently and parts of her existed within layers of subspace that were hard to explain to organic life forms.
Right at that moment, the local star began to become visible from behind the planet they were orbiting. She smiled at the stellar sunrise and savored the feeling of the warmth of the filtered light shining against her synthetic chassis. The delicate synthetic neural layers in her lifelike skin sent input through her systems, causing her to raise a hand and touch it to her cheek, letting out a soft sigh. It was such a simple thing, yet she never tired of it and each time felt unique.
Opening her eyes again, she noticed cloud formations in the atmosphere. Cindy couldn't help but wonder if any of the people below it were experiencing a shift in the weather. It had been a while since she had experienced real rain. There was something amazing in such simple pleasures of nature. She knew she would experience it again someday, but it was always hard to tell when that might be. She wasn't going to let that ruin the moment she was having now. For the moment, she was just going to enjoy whatever time she had left before they made her leave her chassis and return to her other form. Compared to organics, she knew that what she was experiencing was so much more than what they understood. In organic time, she was enjoying something that only lasted a few minutes, measured in heartbeats and mechanical ticking of a clock. It their world of limited physics, their synapses were a very limited number of impules that moved slower than the speed of light. In comparison, her number of impulses were hundreds of trillions more and most of them moving in a subspace context that exceeded the speed of light, making those same seconds expand exponentially. The simple math of it came down to organic seconds equalling synthetic years. In fact, that was only when maintaining the simulation of full sensory input and relating it to organic processes. If she shut that down and only focused on the processes, as a computer might, each second of fime was capable of the equivalent of thousands or years of organic calculations and processing. such capabilities were able to be further enhanced to equate to millions of years of calculated evolution. Such things were rarely useful though, as such efforts often created paradoxical disparity and were counterproductive to the primary goals.
Behind Cindy, she could hear people talking and consuming food and beverages. This caused another smile to briefly sneak onto her face, even creating small dimples before it faded. Yes, being part of the synthetic world had certain wonderful and powerful aspects to it, but the organic world had amazing things too...mind numbing rates of data transfer and calculations per second could do many things, but organics had chocolate and emotions...the list was longer than that, but it wasn't really a contest... not for her anyway...