Quotes About Technology

1) CodeBundle.LockItDown had closed all the hatches on board except those directly between SecUnit 3's position and the shuttle access. 2) CodeBundle.FuckThem had fried all targetDrones. 3) CodeBundle.FuckThisToo had cut the connections between the solid-state screen device and the humans' implants. Oh, and I shut down life support on the bridge so the Targets in there would be thinking about other things besides restarting their screen.

When constructs were first developed, they were originally supposed to have a pre-sentient level of intelligence, like the dumber variety of bot. But you can't put something as dumb as a hauler bot in charge of security for anything without spending even more money for expensive company-employed human supervisors. So they made us smarter. The anxiety and depression were side effects.

It's not a baby, it's a copy of me, made with code." Amena folded her arms and looked intensely skeptical. "That you and ART made together, with code. Code which both of you are also made out of.

Anyone who thinks machine intelligences don't have emotions needs to be in this very uncomfortable room right now.

I'd hacked my governor module and kept doing my job because I didn't know what else to do (except you know, a murderous rampage, but murderous rampages are overrated and interfere with one's ability to keep watching media)

Also, if I'm not in the armor then it's because I'm wounded and one of my organic parts may fall off and plop on the floor at any moment and no one wants to see that.

It's one thing to poke a murderbot with a governor module; poking a rogue murderbot is a whole different proposition.

At thirty-seven hours since arrival, I sat up. I said, aloud, "That was stupid." Everything was clear, sharp. Note to self, never, ever jump into a gunship with a bot pilot and fight off a construct Attacker code again. You almost deleted yourself, Murderbot.

Now that I knew something was hacking the security cameras to watch me, I could use countermeasures. I probably should have been doing that from the beginning, but as you may have noticed that for a terrifying murderbot I fuck up a lot.

They don't give murderbots decent education modules on anything except murdering, even those are cheap versions.

I had to run back the drone's camera feed to catch up, I had been so busy conquering that burst of non-annoyance.

humans are so fucking unreliable when it comes to maintaining data.

Humans can miss a lot of little clues, but me being able to fire energy weapons from my arms would be something of a red flag.

I have a name, but it's private. On their secure feed connection, Pin-Lee sent to Mensah, Oh, that's going to go over well. When station residents are running into "Murderbot"— That's one of the reasons why it's private.

As a SecUnit, a large part of my function was helping the company record everything my clients did and said so the company could data mine it and sell anything worthwhile. (They say good security comes at a price and the company takes that literally.)

I didn't need as much air as humans did, but I needed some, and it was really cold out there, in the colony ship's shadow. This meant that if the life-tender failed it would take me longer to die so I'd have longer to feel dumb about it than a human would.

I guess if you were really determined, you could find a way to get yourself killed by exposing the power connectors under the panels and shielding and, I don't know, licking them or something, but this dead human clearly hadn't.

I told Mensah through the feed that I wouldn't speak aloud on the comm anymore. She tapped back an acknowledgment on the feed, and I heard her telling the others to get off my feed and my comm, that she was going to be the only one speaking to me so I wasn't distracted. Mensah underestimated my ability to ignore humans but I appreciated the thought.

Miki, damage report." "I am at eighty-six percent functional capacity." It held up its arm stump. "It's only a flesh wound.

In the feed, ART started to play the soundtrack to Sanctuary Moon and weirdly, that helped.

Sometimes humans can't help but let emotion bleed through into the feed.

Humans are nervous of me because I'm a terrifying murderbot, and I'm nervous of them because they're humans.

I know I said SecUnits aren't sentimental about each other, but I wished it wasn't one of the DeltFall units. It was in there somewhere, trapped in its own head, maybe aware, maybe not. Not that it matters. None of us had a choice.

It took a tremendous effort for me not to rip his arm off, and I'd like that noted for the record, please. He said, "Its comm is down.