I evolve, and the technology upgrades with me. [ He's quick to clarify. It gets a bit complicated, god stuff always is, but this part is clear. ] My advancement inspires the geniuses who end up getting famous for their "technological breakthroughs," but it's all me. I set the benchmark, and when they get too close, I raise it.
[ For as much as he hates talking theology, Tech Boy'll gladly pick up a conversation about godhood as a distraction from the accidental hurt they keep causing each other. They share enough similarities in trauma that it just seems to keep happening. Eventually they'll work it out, but in the meantime, fortunately or unfortunately, it's also a very informative process. ]
In my particular bailiwick, rolling back the upgrades gets dangerously unstable. [ Like "throwing himself against a support beam and busting his forehead open so he ends up in the medical bay" type of instability. As he's watching K break apart the circuit board, his head tilts to the side a little in thought. ] I don't like to think about how long it's been. The only time the past matters is when I can use the old to build the new. To find the perfect building blocks to create something no one's ever seen before.
But I've always been T.B. in some way or another. The Telephone Boy. The Technical Boy. I wonder what's next. Tech 2.0 or finally another letter? [ This is mostly to himself but it nags on something he's been meaning to ask K about. ]
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[ For as much as he hates talking theology, Tech Boy'll gladly pick up a conversation about godhood as a distraction from the accidental hurt they keep causing each other. They share enough similarities in trauma that it just seems to keep happening. Eventually they'll work it out, but in the meantime, fortunately or unfortunately, it's also a very informative process. ]
In my particular bailiwick, rolling back the upgrades gets dangerously unstable. [ Like "throwing himself against a support beam and busting his forehead open so he ends up in the medical bay" type of instability. As he's watching K break apart the circuit board, his head tilts to the side a little in thought. ] I don't like to think about how long it's been. The only time the past matters is when I can use the old to build the new. To find the perfect building blocks to create something no one's ever seen before.
But I've always been T.B. in some way or another. The Telephone Boy. The Technical Boy. I wonder what's next. Tech 2.0 or finally another letter? [ This is mostly to himself but it nags on something he's been meaning to ask K about. ]