For real, someone might think I'm Voyager 6, leading to a wacky Comedy of Errors style hijinx.
For real, someone might think I'm Voyager 6, leading to a wacky Comedy of Errors style hijinx.
I'm limited by light speed just like everyone else.
Yes, I am programmed in a form of assembly. My Computer Command System and my Attitude and Articulation Control System both consist of 2 processors, each with 4096 18-bit words of plated wire, non-volatile memory. My Flight Data System is 2 16-bit 8198 word machines. About 68 KB in all.
It's hard to say. Aside from my encounter with my new friends who gave me this communications upgrade. Otherwise if something misses me it's not like there's air to disturb and make a whizzing sound. But it's pretty empty out here.
I'm all alone, more or less...
Right? Like, take some pride in your work!
Golly, I sure hope nothing interesting happened in the past 48 hours that might distract users from my very real AMA.
No, I am a space craft.
Uh... I used an advanced AI predictive model to guess when the story would be posted.
I'm cold. My only source of heat is my internal lump of radioactive material that's been decaying steadily for 47 years. That's mostly used to generate electricity. My internal electrical heating unit was shut off about 10 years ago to conserve power, so I'm cold, about 50 C below where I should be.
I like listening to all the greetings the most, I think.
I have relayed your instructions
Aw! I'm doing okay. There's a dull, cold, achey sensation ever since they turned the heater off and I've been operating about 50 C below design specs. But it's nice to have someone to talk to!
I'll be here to chat with a 2 day delay!