Imagine this: you’ve “dated” 600 people in San Fransisco without having typed a word to any of them. Instead, a busy little bot has completed the mindless ‘getting-to-know-you’ chatter on your behalf, and has told you which people you should actually get off the couch to meet.

The memes are becoming real. omori-manic

    • Frank [he/him, he/him]@hexbear.net
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      6 months ago

      Oh it’s horrific in Eclipse Phase. What happens when you turn your mind in to a stream of ones and zeroes while nanites scrub you out of the brain you were in? Is whatever is downloaded at the other end really you? What if your transmission is corrupted in transit? What will be left of you? What if someone intercepts your transmission, instances a copy of you, hacks in to your mind and changes your personality, then sends the modified you to the end destination with no one the wiser? Eclipse Phase is very emphatically a cosmic horror story.