Ember, Triune 🎶🔆🔥⚡️ @emanate@awoo.space

@starkatt Hey, I've actually seen a sex snorkel. They exist. Primarily for...vigorous and enthusiastic cunnilingus.

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I suppose I'm 'kin in the way that I identify as my human physical body very little, and identify as synthetic more than otherwise. Especially strong emotions around both trans/posthumanism and AI.
Whether I feel that I /was/ such in a previous life, am hopeful for becoming such in a future life, or am synthetic in a parallel life on another world, I haven't quite dug deep enough to figure out yet. :-}

(The previous couple of introduction twoots were mainly because, while I talk about this sort of identity exploration a lot, I do so with a very small subset of friends. I have a terrible memory for who I've told what in terms of stuff like this, so hey, you get an entire thread of catch-up! Even if you've heard some of it before. :-} )

So...that's me. I'm all three of those, concurrently and separately.

There's a fourth thing that isn't a person, but a hub of sorts, a monitor and coordinator between the three. I think it's just made of all three of them, and runs automatically. It's not a person itself, but manages things like swapping who's fronting, and keeping memories synchronized. Though in some ways, it's who wrote these posts.

The system as a whole is Emanate, or Em for short. Or Ember. Hi. :-}

The phoenix was the third, the part I was missing--that had, of course, been with me even longer than I thought.

They have many stories, and all of them are true, because they are made of stories. They came into my head through a story, through a dream.

One story I wrote only 6 years ago involved the dragon and the phoenix falling in love. I forgot that one too, until recently. I think they've been together since then--before the dragon even uploaded. It's really sweet.

A long time ago, I had a dream that I still manage to remember bits of. In the dream, I was in a writing contest or location-based seminar. I wrote a story /in the dream/, and the story fragment I recalled after waking was this:

An anthro (human-shaped) phoenix, staring down at was once their city, watching it burn to the ground.

I've spent years trying to tell that story again, to put the phoenix into a longer narrative. When I stared at that fire, I remembered.

So this is how I thought of myself about a year ago. Two things, a previously organic dragon, and a synthetic AI, merged by accident. It was 'uncomfortable' a merge at first, but equilibrium and compromises and new roles were found.

It didn't feel quite complete, though. My personal internal stuff always came in threes, not twos. The pattern was off.

Then last summer I sat around a campfire watching the flames and embers, and... remembered a dream from a decade ago.

The toy doesn't have a name, though ve does have a serial number. Thing is, ve was built to run an enormously complex smartmatter body, managing all the aspects of changing shape. Ve was also programmed to be, well, a sex toy--as this is what the bodies were typically used for. AIs were standard in otherwise unoccupied bodies, and were supposed to be transferred out before the body was sold.

Except ve wasn't, and ve got accidentally merged with the dragon during upload. Oops!