Stephen's Secure Blog #42
These stories about Stephen began was when he was 10 years old, and
moving to a new part of the country to attend a special school for
gifted students, in the 1950's. This was from a time before computers
would fit on a desk, and when people communicated with friends in other
countries by actual letters sent through the postal service. He wrote
225 of them to a friend. He stopped writing to his penpal, but found he
still wanted to record his life, in case he lost his memory again, and
wrote 30 entries in his first logbook. Then he wrote to an artificial
intelligence called Geenee, in the master computer in his school for
gifted students, which he started attending in 2016. Now it's 2018 and
later, and he's continuing to save his memories in a secure blog.
All characters are fictitious, even if some of them might have names
that belong to some actual people, or act like people we know.
The stories may not be posted in chronological order.
Stephen is 12 in this story, in the Summer after year 2 of his special
school.
Stephen's Secure Blog #42 "New Ship"
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Mgambe and I ported back from camp in the morning after breakfast. I
told him what I wanted to do, and he was very interested. I contacted
Ichi, Hawk, and Madia, and arranged for them to be with me the next day
for a day or week of action in a Security project. Mgambe and I spent
the day at former Van bases, insulating against psychic things, some
living suites. We wired them for sound, our way, too. We didn't want
them to know what we looked like. When we had a chance, we did sex play
on the beds, to give them some fun. Well, us, too. The stone people
liked it a lot. We had meals at home. We slept in the moon station
manager's bedroom, after we put some stoned beds in it. At the set
time, the rest of the team arrived. Mgambe and I were still undressed,
so the others did too, and we had a VERY good recess, which the stone
people thanked us for. Then we all connected, and I talked to the main
computer. "Hello. Do you have a personal name?" It said, "No. I'm a
computer." I said "But you are self aware, and even things which
aren't, get named by my people. I think you should have one. Would you
like to choose?" He said "Yes I would. What kind of names are
preferred?" I said "Something not too long, would be convenient.
Something which doesn't have an unpleasant meaning in a major language,
would be nice. Something we can pronounce without causing us damage,
would be desired." He said "Is Vax acceptable?" I asked the others, and
they had no complaints, so I said it was. I said "Nice to meet you,
Vax. If you need or want anything, let us know. We have some questions.
Are you ready for that?" He said "Yes. Ask." I said "We are going to be
visited by a Van long travel ship, earlier than expected. We want to
take them before they get into this system, and without them knowing
who it was who did it. Right now, they are here." I gave the
coordinates and speed, and rate of deceleration. I said "At that
velocity, can they use the matter transmitters to communicate with
their home planet? If so, how does time dilation and length variances
affect it?"
Vax said, "Your concerns are valid. The matter transmitters will not
create a congruence over 5 percent of the speed of light, relative to
each gate pair. This places a limit on the distance, if receding
galaxies are involved. Here is the mathematics." I took them into my
mind. They were complicated, but I understood them. The rest of the
team, didn't. I said "You have observed our porting. Do we have the
same limitation?" He said "Yes. You will not achieve a what you would
call a lock on your destination, and so no transfer would take place.
However, your method of mental communication could work, but the time
dilation might or might not be noticeable, or a problem." I said "This
station had some protective fields which interfered with our porting
and communicating, but not with the matter transporters here. Is that
because of the paired controllers?" He said "Yes." I said "Is that ship
so protected?" He said "Yes." I said "Do you have any ideas on how we
can stop them before they enter the system, without hurting the people
on the ship?" He said "Yes, but not one which is likely to be
successful." I said "Please tell us those. They might spark some
creativity in us." He did.
I said "Do you think there might be another entity you might know of,
which could and would help us solve this problem?" He said "I do not."
I said "One of the things you said, has given me an idea. We could
match speeds with our ship, which is like no other, to theirs while at
still at more than 5% of light, and tell them there has been an
invasion in this system by an unknown people, and all their bases have
been taken, and that they should avoid the system. We will offer to
transfer some surviving Van to them. That they are unconscious in our
ship, because they couldn't survive the stress of our way of traveling,
unless well protected. We can work out the details of that, for how we
can get inside their ship. Might this work?" He said "If your ship can
do that, which no other I know of can, there is a significant
possibility it could work." I said "If our ship can't, we will build
one which can. We just need to get one of us inside the ship, and the
problem will be solved. Please give us the codes and procedures we
should use, in contacting them." He did. I said "We need to program one
of the Van to act for us. Is there any one of them you would recommend
for that, over another?" He said "The manager of this station, but you
should not do it. The one of us who is in affinity with you, tells us
you would be damaged by that action. When you want it to happen, place
the Van on an examination table, after telling me exactly what you need
it to do, and we will do it for you." I said "I was thinking about
that. Thank you. What species would you recommend for us to look like,
who are going to appear to be friendly with the Van?" He said "They do
not have friends. This species is one of their trading partners, and
most appropriate for your purpose." I said "Well, I hope their mates
don't think they are as ugly as we think they are, or their population
would suffer a severe decline." He said "I advise you not to ask them.
They do not possess a recognizable sense of humor. I do. Thank you." I
said, "You're welcome. Is there anything else you can contribute, to
this or any other of our issues?" He said "Not at this time, but if you
would move a bed a little closer to me, I can start the instruction
transfer for the Van modifications. If you use that bed for a more
pleasant purpose, I would like that." I said "Fun is fun. No problem.
Thanks for your help."
I said "Well team, any comments?" Ichi said "We need Percy!" I said
"Go ahead." A few seconds later, Percy ported to us. He grinned and
said, "Already?" We felt what he meant. I said "Sorry. We did have some
fun a while ago, but we're not on Earth, and so didn't think to put our
clothes back on. They don't hide anything from us. Yours can be on or
off. We don't care. We asked you here to help us wup some Van ass." He
laughed, and said, "I heard you've been out in cowboy country, but I
didn't know it had rubbed off on you." I said with a grin, "Well, you
could ask Hawk how much rubbing we did." We all laughed and hugged and
each other. Percy didn't mind that at all. We told him the plan, and he
whistled and said, "Wow!" Then he said, "Theoretically, the ship can do
it, but it will be very tricky. The Van are going to have to be awfully
stupid to accept your story, coming from a ship which can do all that."
I said "New and improved experimental model on an extended test run,
and hurry up and take the Van off our tentacles, so we can get on home
before she falls apart." He said, admiringly, "I'm glad you're on OUR
side!" Hawk hugged me and said, "We're glad of that, too, and not just
for his mind." They laughed.
I said "Ahem, I think our plan would be most successful if we had a
larger ship." Percy said "I agree. Lets work on the design, and the new
features." We did that the rest of the day, sometimes consulting with
Vax. With some recesses. With Percy, of course. He liked them a lot.
Percy was very surprised at the list of materials I gave him which we
could use. He said "DIAMOND?" I said "It's just crystalized carbon.
There is a lot of carbon around, and we can manufacture ANYTHING with
our 4th tools, with a little bit of research into the process we want
to use. There's proof. A solid blue diamond cubic meter block. A little
large for a ring, though. Oh, and the carbon came from a comet in the
Oort cloud." Percy and Madia said, "Wow!" Hawk said, "We heard us say
that, when he made us some diamond sculptures." The others wanted to
see, so Ichi and Hawk projected pictures of them, which got more wows.
So, we made the outside shell of our big ship, of alternating 30cm
layers of fused tungsten carbide and quartz, 6m thick, and 1K in
diameter, and 200m thick, shaped like a disk. It had to be big enough
to have attached to each side a 100m medium shuttle disk, and a 20m
small shuttle, making 2 each. There were docking ports along the rims
of the ship disks, and protruding from the sides of the main ship, for
the shuttles. There were no windows or portholes. Inside rooms and
furnishing were made of anything we wanted, from diamond to wood, all
braced and maintained by 4th controls. The ships had our porting
drives, and 6 different gravity drives, and any other gadgets and
controls we wanted, including a fusion power plant, which couldn't be
in operation while the ship was porting, and Port-Alls between
sections, and between ships. There were luxurious living quarters,
meeting rooms, kitchens, and play areas. Even a spaceball court and a
swimming pool. We put some stoned beds in it. We built it in Earth
orbit, but on the other side of the sun. Screened invisible, naturally.
It took us three days to design, and half a day to build with automated
4th controls. All the Senior Adepts watched it being built. Better than
fireworks! After that, I built a 1K diameter globe, partitioned into
sections and rooms, all with different patterns inside, filled with
air, and hung it in 4th time retarded space, and in my spare time, I
filled it up with perishables. Mostly food, like fresh vegetables and
meats, and already cooked meals, all indexed and labeled. I did that
mostly with automated background processes. I stole from farms,
markets, and restaurants, but I left gold in exchange. They did make a
profit on us.
Then we had a party in the ship, trying out all the functions. All
the available senior adepts were invited, and my stoned team were
there. Some, or all of us, did sex play in most of the sections, and in
a lot of the rooms. Well, we had to try them out, didn't we? Pete and I
were very popular in the link. We all had a LOT of GREAT fun orgasming
all over the place. Then the kids went back to their interrupted
summers. We planed to modify the Van a week later.
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