[ExI] hasta be a pony in here somewhere

[spike]

>… On Behalf Of William Flynn Wallace
Subject: Re: [ExI] hasta be a pony in here somewhere

 

I implore you to use greater discretion with that term... will

 

Please read your own post.  You used no discretion …

bill w

 

Eh, no harm done.  I didn’t take it as a personal insult.

 

The message I intend is for us to read Orwell.  Now more than ever.

 

But since it came up, that whole foam accident in San Jose has me thinking in overdrive.  Since we already steered away from shoot-em-ups, and we want to have a really fun possibly improper adventure that gets the heart pounding, well no sense fooling ourselves.  We know where that is going to lead.  So anyone participating in that sorta fun will pretty much hafta be proles (in the Orwellian sense) because the others would lose their security clearances and out they go.  This gives an entirely new meaning to the phrase “Proles and animals are free.”

 

Regardless of how I see this, if we created some kind of partial VR partial meat-world something or other, it is going to edge toward an orgy, unless we intentionally work away from that.  Only Orwellian proles and singles can play.

 

It has been over 4 decades since I saw the pilot for the original Star Trek, but as I vaguely recall, the captain and his sweetheart get in a terrible accident and are discovered by a race of super-advanced beings who keep them alive.  Not knowing what a human is supposed to look like, they put them back together as best they can, but the woman (I don’t recall about the captain) is horribly disfigured.  But the alien smart things can deal: they arrange for him to see the only other human they have as a perfect beauty.  Isn’t that about how that story went?

 

OK so what if… we had an arena of some sort, foam optional (sounds like a fun option, but we don’t really need it) where players go in and present as anything they want to be, and perceive as anything they want to perceive, cool.  Recall my mentioning a few days ago a guy who could only be turned on by a form which doesn’t really exist in the real world, not to that extreme.  We could arrange for that guy to perceive any receptive other player in that form, nine feet tall for instance, or some form of morphological freedom.

 

We can have the VR helmet transmit to others their willingness, preferences, and so on.  Choosing of temporary mates could be done completely on the basis of touch, not on sight nor necessarily on sound.  Reasoning: sound could be received, translated realtime, text, regenerated in any form.  We could give anyone in that VR the voice and looks of Dr. Jill Stein but with the brains of Dr. Albert Einsten.  Then we could play some cool gags, get some player really turned on, then switch it to where he perceives her with Jill’s brains and Albert’s looks.  Hey, just because we graduated nearly four decades ago does not mean we must put away frat-house gags.

 

spike

 

-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: <http://lists.extropy.org/pipermail/extropy-chat/attachments/20161119/a277ec52/attachment.html>