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The Body-Swapper's Guide To The GalaxyMarvin blinked. This was a gross simplification, of course. In truth, he deactivated his ocular sensors and their corresponding lights, and after what seemed like eons reactivated both. Blinking typically took a third of a second for organics, which equivalenced to several million cycles of Marvin's processor. But simulated blinking was necessary for the effect, part of what Sirius Cybernetics Corporation billed as Genuine People Personalities. Marvin hated blinking, hated Sirius Cybernetics Corporation, and most of all hated people, genuine personalities or otherwise.
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Today he was, as usual, working off his indentured servitude to a major software developer. He had taken this job approximately seven years ago in real time, although with time travel his total work hours rivaled the better part of creation's existence. Though if there was a better part, he hadn't seen it. Working off his debt by testing electronic entertainment was painfully dull, but they had offered to replace the ach
A DeviantArt StoryThe fire was burning fully now, hot enough to kill any insects attracted by the light. Of course, any such fire was sure to bring attention, and I kept my eyes open for pyromaniacs. Pyromaniacs, or worse.
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And speak of the devil. A staff member, from the looks of it. Definitely fit into the "or worse" category. I forced a smile, and called out "Lovely night for a fire!"
"Burn permit, please?" Well, this one wasted no time on formalities. I produced my permit, and he nodded. "What's the purpose of this fire?"
"For one, it allows me to enjoy the lovely heat while under the stars. For another, it's cooking my dinner right now. Care to join me?"
"Hmph." He said nothing, but his continued presence indicated his acceptance of the offer. I removed the potatoes from the fire, but left the meat. It would take a bit longer to cook. The worst part of this was learning to eat the meat. I'd never been much of a carnivore, anyway.
He grabbed a potato with greedy fingers, fingers that were soon stuck