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作者 標題 [筆記] T-1000 #Terminator
時間 2012年06月14日 Thu. PM 05:00:44
"Winn approached the door and patched into a control plate with a small probe. He punched out the coded sequence he had recovered from a damaged HK's internal terminal, then hurriedly stepped away. Locking bolts were electronically slammed back and the door cracked open, accompanied by the hiss-whoosh of a vacuum being filled.
Connor stepped across the threshold, aimed his combat light at the far side of the room, then gaped. Fuentes and Winn came up behind him, adding their lights to his.
They were looking at a massive machine press that filled floor to ceiling. Still warm feeder pipes emerged from the walls and centered on the steaming press, forming a hub, or a web. They walked underneath them to the place where the two 20-ton plates met and peered within the small gap there. it was only large enough for a single man to step between and there was an indention in each of the plates, an indention in the shape of a man. Connor squinted at something gleaming at the edge of a small round opening positioned where the neck of a man would be in the lower indention. He squatted, feeling his age in his aching knees, and shined his light at what had caught his eye. He carefully extended the tip of his plasma rifle down into the indention, using the barrel of the well used weapon to prod what appeared to be a large drop of liquid mercury. As the barrel of his rifle touched the liquid it flowed onto the barrel of his rifle and seemed to soak in, disappearing. Connor carefully withdrew his rifle from the indention and held it out in front of him, shining his light on the blackened snout of the weapon. Fuentes and Winn joined him and again added the illumination from their lights to his.
Fuentes was the first to speak as Connor turned his weapon slowly one way and then the other, studying the barrel and snout.
"Where did it go?"
Winn was studying the snout of the weapon as only one of Connor's technicians / scientists could, as if he were a man about to see God. Winn carefully edged his face closer to the barrel of the weapon, and then drew in a heavy breath, pulling back a good foot, unaware that he had even been holding his breath. Winn could discern a subtle lump, maybe only two millimeters or so higher than the original surface of the barrel of the weapon, covering it completely and circumferentially.
"it's right there..." Winn said, whispering, then realizing that he was whispering.
"Where?" Fuentes asked.
Fuentes was beginning to become impatient. He was a soldier, and not one who thought deeply, but he was a good soldier nonetheless, one of the best in Connor's army. That was why Connor had chosen him as one of his personal guard. Fuentes needed a target to hit, not a theory to try to reason out. That was for people like Winn, people that Connor hand picked people like Fuentes to guard with their lives.
"There on the end of the barrel of the gun..."
Fuentes involuntarily winced at Winn's nomenclature for the rifle but he let it pass with a reserved sigh.
"... It appears that the liquid has bonded to the material of the barrel and mimicked it almost flawlessly. Amazing..."
Fuentes huffed and shifted his own rifle on its sling to a more comfortable position. He shifted the beam of his combat light to the upper layers of the chamber that they were standing in. it was hot in here, humid, whatever the press had been used to create had taken a lot of pressure, a lot of heat, and apparently, a lot of energy. His light cast a visible beam through the steam as his mind took in the truly incredible machine that they had discovered, and the part of his brain that constructed the darkest of nightmares, began to work on his subconscious.
Winn had found God. And, given enough time, Winn was going to dissect Him piece by piece. None of them knew at the time that the god that they were looking at was composed of billions of pieces, each with a vehement and feral hatred of the human race.
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※ 作者: Ctea 時間: 2012-06-14 17:00:44
"It didn't have a wafer-circuit brain to think with, instead it was something on a completely new level of artificial intelligence. The molecular brain acted like the rest of the design, a liquid, and it bubbled and seethed with cold, logical possibilities and probabilities. All of them extremely lethal and efficient."
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 02:11:34 (台灣)
"The concept of pain had never factored into the sensory sphere of the liquid machine. Pain was an indicator of damage to a part of the organism, but this organism didn't have parts, except on a purely molecular level and its molecules were each primitive, miniaturized versions of the total machine. If any section were parted, the separated parts would revert to liquid metal poly-alloy. The only default command implemented on the molecular level of this design was to find the main mass again and rejoin it as soon as possible. Each molecule had a range of fourteen kilometers..."
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 02:11:47 (台灣)
"To the liquid brain, the world was a simple puzzle box of broken reality, the hard pieces easily fitting back into the river of cosmic order. Cause and effect was the closest thing to humor in a mind so alien that even SKYNET had difficulty understanding it fully. The T1000 had deduced several possible avenues of continuing the mission in the most efficient manner possible. it was methodically following one while constantly processing the others for branching opportunities. it was fully autonomous, and barely under the allegiance of its creator, SKYNET. SKYNET had hesitated before creating this latest weapon system. There were unpredictability factors related to the liquid poly-mimetic alloy's longevity and the ability to process commands without interpolating its own priorities over those of its creator. it was so volatile a construct that only in the last throes of defeat, only when it appeared that the Resistance would finally be able to mount an offensive against the inner command components of SKYNET, even threatening the Cheyenne Mountain complex itself, did SKYNET go ahead and create the T1000. Einstein once said that God didn't play dice with the universe. SKYNET had no choice..."
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 02:12:02 (台灣)
https://www.google.com/search?newwin...FqYKHZsTBOYQ4dUDCAs&uact=5
https://www.google.com/search?q="T-1...p;sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8
"T-1000" "self-awareness" "molecular brain"
http://www.goingfaster.com/term2029/t1000techdata.html
https://scifi.stackexchange.com/questions/90688/how-are-the-t-1000s-programming-and-memory-stored
the terminator series - How are the T-1000's programming and memory stored? - Science Fiction & Fantasy Stack Exchange
t didn’t have a wafer-circuit brain to think with. It was something on a completely new level of artificial intelligence. The molecular brain acted like the rest of the thing, a liquid. And now it bubbled with possibilities.
All of them lethal.
The distant sound of approaching sirens reached its auditory sensors, which could have been formed anywhere on its body (since every molecule had the “genetic” blueprints for all needed parts programmed into them), but were now in the shape of human ears.
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In the corridor, the T-1000’s head was lying in two mutilated masses on its shoulders. The concept of pain had never factored into the sensory sphere of the liquid machine. Pain was an indicator of damage to a part of the organism.
But this “organism” didn’t have parts, except on the molecular level. And its molecules were each primitive, miniaturized versions of the total machine. If any section were parted, the separated halves would revert to metal poly-alloy. The only default command it had in molecular memory was to find the main mass again and rejoin it. Each molecule had a range of fourteen kilometers. And the blasted apart sections of the T-1000 were much closer than that. So, after a moment of hesitation caused by ballistic shock, it rapidly reformed into a healthy human face, with absolutely no trace of “injury.”
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 01:45:10 (台灣)
https://terminator.fandom.com/wiki/T-1000
http://www.jamescamerononline.com/T2FAQ.htm
Terminator 2: Judgment Day FAQ
http://www.goingfaster.com/term2029/t1000techdata.html
T1000 Technical Data
http://www.goingfaster.com/term2029/misctermdata.html
Misc. Data from Terminator 2: Judgment Day
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 02:15:11 (台灣)
http://www.hopeofthefuture.net/deletedscenes/t2idea03.html
Finding a way to kill the T-1000, in fact, became one of the toughest challenges for the screenwriters as well. "We really struggled with that. We had set up the physical rules for how this thing worked: If you blow it up, it will form back together; if you blow it up over a large area, it will just take a longer time to come back together. You could cut it it into five pieces and ship each piece to a different continent and you'd be safe probably for your lifetime -- but eventually, that thing would reform. We finally decided that the only way to stop it would be to physically alter the alloy -- mix it with something else that would change its molecular structure. One of my early ideas was that it would get melted down and turned into a set of Kratsman tools, which was a fun metaphor -- technology as something that can work for you or against you. We both liked the idea, but it never quite worked.
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-01-25 21:45:50 (台灣)
https://terminator.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000013052/r/4400000000000183631
※ 編輯: Ctea 時間: 2020-07-26 21:37:22 (台灣)
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