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fandomhigh2014-06-02 11:03 am
endsthegame) wrote in fandomhigh2014-06-02 11:03 am
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Practical Philosophy, Monday
Last night, an automated message had gone out to everyone - by computer for those who could use one, and by printed, mailed note to those who couldn't - telling them to meet in a classroom instead of on the dorms this time.
It would swiftly become clear why, as a komodo dragon entered the room with a kitten sitting on his head. A few moments later, a nexu followed, grinning his intensely unsettling grin at the class. The nexu sat down in the corner and immediately began grooming his own behind.
The kitten hopped up on the desk and batted at the computer keyboard lying on top of it.
A projector beamed Ender's image onto the wall behind the circus.
"If you're seeing this," said Ender in the video, "I'm currently transformed into something else, most likely a komodo dragon - a large lizard - though it's entirely possible the island has come up with something else for me. My teaching assistant and my partner will also have been inconvenienced, or one of them would be the one teaching you today."
The Ender in the video smiled faintly.
"I think this is an excellent time to discuss the ethics of transformation," he said. "Learning experience? Drastic betrayal of consent by an omniscient island entity? An unfortunate consequence of living on this island, much like floods and earthquakes are elsewhere? Has it happened to you, or are you afraid it will, and what measures have you taken to cope with it? Are you considering taking some now?"
There was a short pause.
"I'll be attempting to communicate with you through a translator, who will digitally print my answers on this very screen," he said. "I hope that she will remain true to the actual meaning of my words and not play tricks on you, but be forewarned there is someone else paying some attention right now. She won't betray anything said in this room to anyone outside of it, mind, but I felt full disclosure was important here."
The projector clicked off.
It would swiftly become clear why, as a komodo dragon entered the room with a kitten sitting on his head. A few moments later, a nexu followed, grinning his intensely unsettling grin at the class. The nexu sat down in the corner and immediately began grooming his own behind.
The kitten hopped up on the desk and batted at the computer keyboard lying on top of it.
A projector beamed Ender's image onto the wall behind the circus.
"If you're seeing this," said Ender in the video, "I'm currently transformed into something else, most likely a komodo dragon - a large lizard - though it's entirely possible the island has come up with something else for me. My teaching assistant and my partner will also have been inconvenienced, or one of them would be the one teaching you today."
The Ender in the video smiled faintly.
"I think this is an excellent time to discuss the ethics of transformation," he said. "Learning experience? Drastic betrayal of consent by an omniscient island entity? An unfortunate consequence of living on this island, much like floods and earthquakes are elsewhere? Has it happened to you, or are you afraid it will, and what measures have you taken to cope with it? Are you considering taking some now?"
There was a short pause.
"I'll be attempting to communicate with you through a translator, who will digitally print my answers on this very screen," he said. "I hope that she will remain true to the actual meaning of my words and not play tricks on you, but be forewarned there is someone else paying some attention right now. She won't betray anything said in this room to anyone outside of it, mind, but I felt full disclosure was important here."
The projector clicked off.
Talk.
JaneThe future is marvelous.Re: Talk.
He gave the teachers and the TA a look. "Unlike you guys he could still talk. And had his original hair."
He shrugged.
"Let me know if you guys get stuck that way and I'll clone you some new bodies."
Re: Talk.
Underneath, in smaller font: (they're boring)
Re: Talk.
Re: Talk.
And underneath, smaller font:
It suits them!
Re: Talk.
The tiny cub yawned, and Eleanor laughed, fondly. "She's usually more playful," she said. "But whenever it's naptime she's right back to my lap."
Eleanor was seriously growing enamored of this having-a-pet thing.
Re: Talk.
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Re: Talk.