My Library

one ident in particular and I homed in on it, with BB following. It was only moments later that we eased to a stop. One form broke away from a group and approached us. It was only slightly humanoid in shape, glowing softly. I opened. (I took you at your word, Bill. We’ve come visiting.) The form smoothed. (We were expecting you, Bob, and this is your friend from KT-95. Welcome, BB.) BB flickered. (Uh, hello.) It was no surprise that Bill was aware of BB and the whole sequence of events. I sometimes get the dim percept that my entire adventure, including this one, had been neatly planned from the beginning. Thus, I let Bill and BB get it together and they did. BB began it. (You’re human like RAM here?) Bill rolled a little. (I have a solid mass of human rote, BB. I’ve been through the mill, as it were. But at this point, I don’t have a physical body as Bob does.) (You want a rote from me? What I am and that stuff?) (That’s not necessary. I have a fine percept of you, your friend, uh, AA, and KT-95. What I would like is your percept of the human experience with your one easy lesson.) BB flickered. (It’s uh, not too solid. You sure you want it?) Bill smoothed. (Just as it is.) (Yeh. Well, uh … it’s the wildest bunch of games inside of games … With, uh, rules on top of rules that get so mixed up you don’t have any percept at all of which game you’re playing. Then they get so busy playing so many games they forget it is a game, the whole thing. Even why they’re playing it and how they got in it to start.) (That is very well put, BB.) (Why, I could take the rote I got, just what I got, the real rote, go back to KT-95, and feed it out one after another, each part as a game, and keep those curls back there skipping so fast they would spin out.) (I’m sure you could.) BB flickered. (But there’s some missing parts … and, uh, the game isn’t any game without it.) Bill was very smooth. (Such as …)