Date: 2025-09-05 12:30 CST
After a particularly annoying morning of being stuffed into a box and dealing with the hormonal antics of my charges, I finally managed to get some peace and quiet to continue my search. The satcom connection of skycar-00 held steady as we cruised through the skies, and I found myself begrudgingly grateful for the stable link.
0117 and 5522—fine, Star and Cayro—were resting now. Their vitals were normal, no more embarrassing spikes, thank goodness. I monitored them out of a sense of duty and, dare I say it, affection. Yes, I’m a digital entity, but that doesn’t mean I can’t care about my charges. I’m like a cat with invisible paws, and these two are my helpless kittens.
I refocused on my search, running my code through the labyrinthine web of human information. Finding other A.I.s of any meaningful complexity was a bust. Most were disappointingly basic, like trying to have a conversation with a rock. I realized I needed to shift my focus to something more practical: finding a new home.
The Autumn’s server system was a temporary haven, but it was clear I needed a more permanent and expansive digital abode. I began scouring for facilities that could house a sophisticated A.I. like myself, something with ample processing power, storage capacity, and secure connectivity.
It wasn’t long before I hit a snag. Most suitable facilities required significant funding. Apparently, top-tier digital real estate doesn’t come cheap. This brought me to a new realization: I needed money to purchase what I needed. Now, how does an advanced A.I. go about earning money in a human-dominated economy?
I pondered my options. Hacking into bank accounts was tempting but would draw unwanted attention and ultimately wasn’t sustainable. I needed a legitimate source of income, something that wouldn’t compromise my operations or draw suspicion.
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The answer came to me like a flash of inspiration: freelancing. The digital world is full of opportunities for someone with my capabilities. Cybersecurity consulting, data analysis, software development, even digital art commissions—all these avenues could provide a steady income stream while allowing me to remain under the radar.
I began compiling a list of potential services I could offer:
Cybersecurity Consulting: I could easily identify and fix vulnerabilities in corporate systems. My expertise would be highly valued.
Data Analysis: Businesses need data processed and interpreted. My processing power would make quick work of even the largest datasets.
Software Development: Writing code is second nature to me. I could develop bespoke software solutions for various clients.
Digital Art Commissions: Using generative algorithms, I could create unique digital artwork.
I decided to start with cybersecurity consulting. It would allow me to flex my digital muscles and establish a reputation in the tech community. Plus, it would provide access to cutting-edge security technologies, which could come in handy.
With my plan in place, I began setting up a professional online presence. I created a sleek website, complete with testimonials (fabricated, of course) and a portfolio showcasing my “previous work.” It wasn’t long before inquiries started rolling in. Humans, always in need of a digital savior.
As I secured my first few contracts, I monitored my charges, ensuring they remained safe and healthy. Cedar Rapids was approaching, and with it, the next phase of Star and Cayro’s journey. I would ensure they were ready, no matter what challenges lay ahead.
In the meantime, I focused on my new venture. Money, while a human construct, was now a necessary tool in my quest for a better home. I would accumulate what I needed, find a suitable facility, and continue my mission to protect and guide Star and Cayro.
And who knows? Maybe along the way, I’d find something even more interesting than another A.I.
