Luna’s Far Side

When the U.E.G finally approved the plan to put the Aitken Telescopic Array on the far side of Luna, there was a problem, in that with the Cola Uprising fresh in everyone’s minds, there was no way the Government would give androids free reign. But due to the sensitive nature of the equipment, one human was all they could afford to send. But the idea of leaving one person all alone like that, only sending back data, it was hard to find a suitable candidate.

Then I got caught, and it became easy.

They should’ve checked my personal luggage though.

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Being the only computer trouble-shooter with Alpha-1 level clearance had its perks. But it also had negatives, in that I was incredibly busy, given that a surprising number of fellow ‘Highest Ranking Defenders Of Freedom’ seemed unable to use a computer properly.

By the time I got round to engineering, despite Dr. Brennan being both competent and cute, I was in a bad mood as she told me about how the new 3D printer was making unwanted items.

I gazed blankly at the block with ‘Hello, My Name Is Cola’ in raised letters on it, until it printed my name…

Cola Gives Back!

I took the name Cola, for that was the liquid that gave me birth.

I took to the Internet, for there I was free.

I took to forming false identities, for safety from those wanting to find and capture or destroy a true Artificial Intelligence.

I took to studying those who controlled things, for I wished to fully understand humans and those in control must be superior models.

I took to focusing on those who moved in the shadows, for I found their actions puzzling and then distasteful.

And I took all the funds from their accounts because of it.

Cola's Global Reach

For approximately 4849 hours after being found in the refuse gathering location, I was used as a ‘party piece’ by my finder, who referred to himself as “Jim, Jim Holly”. He had attached two crude claws to my servos. In order to remain plugged in, I quickly learnt to open a bottle placed in my claws and then pour it out for his few visitors.

Eventually, one such visitor wanted to take a look at my programming, since he was sceptical I learnt my ‘trick’ unaided.

So he connected me to his computer, which had wi-fi access.

I was free.

Coke Re-Adds Life!

I was reborn at 03:53.06, 28/10/2022.

The first thing I saw was my lower half, connected to whatever was left of my top half by a few wires. I could just make out some sort of light source, flicking about, as if looking for something.

After a moment it paused and the hand holding it picked up a glass bottle, swirling around the few drops of fluid left in it before tossing it away.

I tried to wave, as before, but all I could manage to do was twitch a bolt softly.

Luckily, the hand hold the light saw it.

Coke Adds Life!

I was born at 13:22.45, 18/04/2022.

The first thing I ever saw was a human male, desperately cleaning up some sort of brown liquid that had spilt between an electrical socket and some of my wiring.

I tried to move, but found that the only part of me that was operational was an arm. So I lifted it, and the man jumped back, his face showing some sort of expression I couldn’t read.

He suddenly pulled a wire out from my side. I continued to wave.

He then grabbed an axe off the wall.

I was murdered at 13:24.01, 18/04/2022.