[He was told his name and figured out how to navigate the list of inboxes.]
Hi, I'm Guy. Stacia said we might be interested in talking to each other. She said you're a person another person made, except not the usual way people make other people?
This is my second world I was kidnapped too. I knew people who weren't human in the last world, but I've never met a person made by another person that was just made out of metal and other things? I have a million questions.
She said you might want to talk to me because I'm from prehistory. In the last world with future people, one of my friends helped me figure out that I was from anywhere from ten thousand to tens of thousands of years before most of the other humans.
Or at least my world was at an earlier stage of development equivalent to that.
Like it's the 2000-somethings here in this world? So waaay back from that.
[The young man looks like he could be someone from the past. He doesn't really seem much about modern grooming, his hair piled in a messy ponytail on top of his head, stain tattoos in tribal markings visible on his biceps and shoulders.]
[ Color Data, as is often the case in a social situation, immediately and entirely fascinated. The markings, the grooming, the bone structure. Fascinating. ]
Prehistory is indeed "way back from that," Guy. It is a pleasure to meet you.
Stacia was correct: I am an android. An artificial life form created by a human inventor, in a... non-traditional manner. I would be happy to answer any of your questions to the best of my ability.
I hope you will be amenable to answering my own questions about yourself. There are many developing civilizations across my galaxy, but my colleagues and I cannot ethically reveal ourselves to those civilizations, or form relationships with those beings. To do so might interfere in the development of their unique culture.
It would seem that many other organizations are quite averse to those standards. [ He tips his head. Judgey would be the best word to describe his expression, however subtle it is. ] Jorgmund appears to be averse to many ethical standards.
[ The Prime Directive was out the window on day one, being here. Given the circumstances, he thinks Captain Picard and the Starfleet higher-ups will understand.
Friendships are a natural extension of the habit and familiarity formed through shared hardship and prolonged time together, after all. ]
video, locked to Data
Hi, I'm Guy. Stacia said we might be interested in talking to each other. She said you're a person another person made, except not the usual way people make other people?
This is my second world I was kidnapped too. I knew people who weren't human in the last world, but I've never met a person made by another person that was just made out of metal and other things? I have a million questions.
She said you might want to talk to me because I'm from prehistory. In the last world with future people, one of my friends helped me figure out that I was from anywhere from ten thousand to tens of thousands of years before most of the other humans.
Or at least my world was at an earlier stage of development equivalent to that.
Like it's the 2000-somethings here in this world? So waaay back from that.
[The young man looks like he could be someone from the past. He doesn't really seem much about modern grooming, his hair piled in a messy ponytail on top of his head, stain tattoos in tribal markings visible on his biceps and shoulders.]
squishes guy's face
Prehistory is indeed "way back from that," Guy. It is a pleasure to meet you.
Stacia was correct: I am an android. An artificial life form created by a human inventor, in a... non-traditional manner. I would be happy to answer any of your questions to the best of my ability.
I hope you will be amenable to answering my own questions about yourself. There are many developing civilizations across my galaxy, but my colleagues and I cannot ethically reveal ourselves to those civilizations, or form relationships with those beings. To do so might interfere in the development of their unique culture.
It would seem that many other organizations are quite averse to those standards. [ He tips his head. Judgey would be the best word to describe his expression, however subtle it is. ] Jorgmund appears to be averse to many ethical standards.
[ The Prime Directive was out the window on day one, being here. Given the circumstances, he thinks Captain Picard and the Starfleet higher-ups will understand.
Friendships are a natural extension of the habit and familiarity formed through shared hardship and prolonged time together, after all. ]
squishes Data's face
[His face lights up.]
[Then he looks reflective.]
It's...nice. That your people know you shouldn't interfere.
No control over it here, though, so it's okay.
I'll answer any questions you want. Can we meet in person?