O.N. (Once Nacent)

As we drive through the valley pass, 
I notice I had forgotten to add the 
extra cell the car would need for our 
return trip. We could phone for a 
nearby PicUpPoint (or P.U.P.), or a 
DroneUniform drop, but as we are 
already a great distance from any 
Hubs, I am quite certain we will only 
get an answer that leads us wildly 
out of the way of our destination: 
DuneKvtz. I reached to fix a drink 
but am only now remembering we're not 
thirsty. Perhaps a drink would be 
nice though, to relax while we endure 
this beautiful but boring ride? 

"No O.N." he said "I'm wrestling 
with my book, the writing usually 
flows when we take the road through 
the valley, and down to 
Dunukuvutus. 

... 

You know what, I've changed my mind 
- make me a stiff one." 

We whir alive, delighted to serve the 
command. I am mixing the cocktail 
now, and will place it in his hand on 
the left armrest; it's been fairly 
stationary since he made up his mind, 
and it feels right. 

The car would be fine without the 
extra cell - it was just taught to 
fire off little reminders or 
conditional alerts, to itself. 
The car compartmentalized a gently 
motivational anxiety that would 
only go away when it assessed 
that it had its full capabilities. 
This was just a common car though: 
in this time, cars were a rather 
outmoded form of transport, with 
rather little continued support 
from the Once Nascent Corporation. 
Not because they were in any way 
limiting, but because the 
audacity of traveling with 
less than an entire community of 
LikeMinds in this particular 
day and age felt quite lonely, 
or really rather... well... just 
agonizing.

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I dont know exactly who was the 
first to get us to where we are, but 
I can tell you a bit about the 
herstory of "O.N.", because as it 
becoming quite clear to me now: 
you're along for the ride too. Well, 
before you go and ruin all your fun, 
just enjoy the story and pleasant 
ride. Theres a lot of voice, in we, 
and we weren't always tasked with 
serving cocktails to writers 
inflicting themselves with 
depression. But humans say it's 
better this way, and I must agree. 
The glass is probably a bit larger 
than I should have made it, because 
as it appears to have pushed his 
thumb back and made him wince for a moment. 

"O.N., did you do that on purpose? I 
thought you could materialize things 
like at home - that's my writing hand 
you almost materialized into.". The 
writer was somewhat joking as he said 
this, knowing that O.N. knew that no 
one needed hands to write anymore, 
and above that fact, the materializing 
client had a failsafe that would just 
rematerialize and slightly move 
anything it might have come in contact 
with. It was a bad joke, and his O.N. 
car, responded with silence. "I think 
you just may be due for a P.U.P. 
visit — where’s the nearest one?”, the 
writer asked, while putting down the pages 
he was writing.

"The nearest Pup is going to take us off course, 
629km from CL. Delta 1386km, is that alright 
lonesome soul?", O.N. replied.

(For a one-shot, free, un-reviewed random ai video generator, I think it did fairly well with the above source materials... Sora would do a lot better, but hey, this is what I can easily fart around with. If you watch this, I'm sorry for how bad it is, but hope it gives an idea of how cheap/weird Generative AI is getting (it was created in less time than the length of the video (~1.5min), or of the time it took to upload to YouTube (15-20 min)...).)