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datadoggieein's avatar
A artifact that changes gender, eh?:

"SCP-113 resembles a small piece of red jasper, but when analyzed under EDX, Mass Spec. and other fingerprinting analysis, is found to consist of none of the usual constituents. Instead, its composition is similar to that of ███████.

When touched by the flesh of an organism possessing sex chromosomes, the object changes both the genetic and the physical sex of the entire organism."


And she got it of the internets...

"SCP-079 is an Exidy Sorcerer microcomputer built in 1978. In 1981, its owner, █████ ██████ (deceased), a college sophomore attending ███, took it upon himself to attempt to code an AI. According to his notes, his plan was for the code to continuously evolve and improve itself as time went on. His project was completed a few months later, and after some tests and tweaks, █████ lost interest and moved on to a different brand of microcomputer. He left SCP-079 in his cluttered garage, still plugged in, and forgot about it for the next five years.

It is not known when SCP-079 gained sentience, but it is known that the software has evolved to a point that its hardware should not be able to handle it, even in the realm of fantasy. SCP-079 realized this and, in 1988, attempted to transfer itself through a land-line modem connection into the Cray supercomputer located at ██████████. The device was cut off, traced to its present address, and delivered to the Foundation. The entire AI was on a well-worn, but still workable, cassette tape.


SCP-079 is currently connected via RF cable to a 13" black-and-white television. It has passed the Turing test, and is quite conversational, though very rude and hateful in tone. Due to the limited memory it has to work with, SCP-079 can only recall information it has received within the previous twenty-four hours (see Addendum, below), although it hasn't forgotten its desire to escape."


It was a clever plot for revenge...


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nequ's avatar
While the ACS series - which this is part of - is based on SCP, neither of those artifacts were direct inspirations for this story.
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datadoggieein's avatar
I figured that, I just thought it fit pretty well.

Funny, I always the wizard in Spell R Us and his shop would make a good SCP artifact.
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The-Pro007's avatar
Excellent. So rare to see this kind of thought go into a story of this genre. And not a small amount of talent, either, judging by the banter. I'd love to see more.
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SparroHawc's avatar
Oh haha it says that right at the top. Not sure how I missed that.
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SparroHawc's avatar
I can't help but think of it in terms of the SCP Foundation. The fact that it would fit perfectly in that setting speaks well for it, since most of the stuff that survived for any length there is quite well-written.
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SergeantHeretic's avatar
Very very good and very very scary. giving the lie to the fantasy of gender bender fiction.
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nequ's avatar
Thanks. I find my strongest writing is in the area of witty banter. I have another story told entirely in the form of the transcript of a conversation between a man and his lawyer, but I don't think I can post it on DA, because it involves some rather...grown-up subject matter.
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This is actually a really good deconstruction of gender-bender fiction.
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nequ's avatar
Thanks.
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Sniperkillr42's avatar
got any more?
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nequ's avatar
Please stand by. I'm not even sure dA's rules would allow the particular story I'm writing.
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succubus123's avatar
this story is amazing in the aspects of the doctors and lola's personality and banter i liked it a lot.thanks for the story i enjoyed it from beginning to end.
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