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PLAYED BY Kroptokin
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Post by Susan Calvin Kroptokin on Jan 8, 2016 16:18:21 GMT -7
I stood outside of the Martian Academy. Behind me was a small tent and table decorated with pens, brochures, and flash drives marked with the 'Robotics Institute' logo. The Robotics Institute was a research center that I had founded to promote robotics research with the explicit purpose of encouraging human colonization of space. The logo of the Robotics Institute was a small tea kettle surrounded by the words "The Robotics Institute Building the future today!"
Mars had become the closest that humanity had to a home world after the blight had destroyed Mother Earth. Mars had been a generous stepmother and there were even a few, mostly those who were too young to remember Earth or who had been born on Mars, that considered her humanity's real mother. I was grateful to Mars, but one of the lessons I took from the blight was that humanity needed to mature beyond the need for a mother. It was time for us to have children across the stars. Robots naturally had a place in helping us achieve this by augmenting our human strengths.
I tapped my foot as I waited for someone to pass by.
I had created the Robotics Institute four years ago now. I had grown tired of the stagnation at my old company and wanted to know that I was working towards something meaningful. In four years I had managed to assemble fellow researchers who shared my vision, but we were still a small ensemble of no more than a dozen souls. When I was not conducting my own research or dealing with paperwork I tried to come out to the academy and recruit new members. I hated to admit it but youth are capable of thinking in ways beyond my own reasoning.
I was wearing a white lab coat over my street clothes. My name tag, which read "Susan Calvin Kroptokin, Head Researcher", was attached to my pen pocket.
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PLAYED BY Fukr
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Post by Damocles on Jan 9, 2016 3:05:34 GMT -7
[OoC: Sorry for the short-ish post. Tired, and I wanted to get a post up in here before I forgot.] Connor had recently finished an expedition and finally managed to make his way back to the academy. Accompanied by his crew, the lot carried in several unknown Martian artifacts, and he held detailed maps of areas miles and miles away from anything mankind had mapped out thus far. Needless to say, what he had on him was invaluable, although no one would ever know it from just looking at him. The man was dirty, rugged, and looked like nothing more than a treasure hunter, or perhaps an archaeologist for the more logical sort.
On his way on, Connor eyed the Robotics tent curiously, a grin taking over his lips as he realized it was related to the one thing he adored more than Damocles: Science. Robotics, specifically, but that was enough for him to take an interest. So, he casually waltzed on over, offering the lady a wave. Wiping the sweat from his dirtied brow, he scanned over what waited inside the ten.
"Well, Ms... Mrs? Kroptokin, would you be so kind as to explain what you've got going on to me?" Connor's men continued wheeling equipment back into the academy, and he casually placed the maps into a crate being carried by one of his workers before his focus was fully returned to the older woman.
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Post by Susan Calvin Kroptokin on Jan 9, 2016 10:59:21 GMT -7
"Doctor Kroptokin. Missus Kroptokin was my mother. Miss Kroptokin was my daughter." Emphasize on the past tense.
I took a breathe of air and counted to three. I knew the boy had meant no harm, but certain words triggered painful memories all the same. When I regained my composure I put on the widest smile I could find.
"But never mind that, you can just call me Sucy. I am recruiting for the Robotics Institute. We have open positions at various skill levels, including an a part time internship for academy students. Paid of course."
I took one of the brochures and offered it. It had a brief history of the institute, along side a description of the current projects we were working on and a listing of open positions we were looking to fill.
"Right now our big priority is completing the alpha version of our Private Enhancement Wave. It is a telecommunications devise that allows for inter galactic communication at near instant times. We have a few beta versions out of course, but they still have a few bugs to be worked out."
One test run almost blew up the lab!
"Once we complete it we are confident we will be able to manufacture robots capable of being given orders across the galaxy!"
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PLAYED BY Castor
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Post by Castor on Jan 9, 2016 21:25:13 GMT -7
Castor pushed open the door of the lecture hall, walking down the stairs onto Academy grounds. He wasn't sure how many more lectures he could take. He was a post-graduate at this point, already having received his first degree in Applied Ecology. But it wasn't enough. He needed to know as much as he could about the balance that Earth had achieved before The Blight destroyed it. He was continuing his studies at the Academy simply because there was no where else to learn. Some field experience seemed like an amazing thought at the moment. Mars had come a long way in building a sustainable ecology, but it was no Earth-that-was. That's where he needed to be to further his studies.
But then, there was his assignment with the Anti-Powered Being Alliance. It kept him here on Mars for the foreseeable future. Not that he had accomplished much since he received the assignment. How was he supposed to keep track of Powered Beings when they were all in hiding? The APBA had done a fine job scaring them all into the shadows. Maybe he needed to be a bit more forward in his strategy. He had simply been going about his normal activities, while keeping an eye out, as the recruiter had suggested. But surely they would want something from him soon.
He walked along the paved path, taking in the sights. The horizon was still red, as it had been for the past million years or so, he guessed. Mars history and geology was not his major. There was a slight green twinge to it though, a number of plants having taken root in the mostly arid soil. The sky was a brilliant blue. The plants coupled with the atmosphere generators were to thank for that. Closer were a number of Academy buildings and further, the rest of the town.
He stopped walking and looked down with his eyes shut, getting a wave of vertigo. He felt like he was lurching forward suddenly and he almost lost his balance. This exact thing had happened to him a few times within the last few weeks. It happened particularly when he was looking far into the distance. Maybe he needed glasses or something. He blinked a few times and his vision cleared so he continued his walk.
As he walked, he noticed a tent set up along the path in front of one of the buildings. There was a woman, a doctor he guessed by her lab coat, standing in front of the tent. She was speaking with a rough looking man who had an entourage of similar looking men carrying and wheeling crates toward the Academy. He came within earshot in time to hear the woman talking about a project for long range communication with robots. Although he had not studied robotics at all, it was interesting that the woman was here talking about it. So he stopped at the tent and listened as she finished speaking.
He glanced at the woman's name tag. 'Susan Calvin Kroptokin, Head Researcher', it read. Although Castor hadn't studied robotics one bit, he had been around long enough to have heard of her before. She was, of course, with the Robotics Institute as affirmed by the many logos on the various items on the desk. He looked more intently at a few of the items as he waited for the conversation to continue. Not wanting to be rude, by interrupting, he simply gave them both a smile and picked up a brochure.
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