>>516892
>Master is whatever he likes to be, although he was born human.
Cyborg?

>>516919
That.

Then stick her legs back on and see which way she runs off to.

This is getting a bit disturbing.
Still, this guy seems really talented.
I bet this is some kind of cultish Convent(?), or whatever you call it...

He might make a good ally, if he is this talented. And he might make a formidable enemy, if he is this talented. It's hm... the trouble is he's programming robots to treat him like he's hot shit. Not because it bothers the robots, but because it says something about his sanity that he would do that. Who's he trying to impress? Better if we stay unknown for now in case he is mentally unstable and dangerous.

I think we should shut this robot down, retreat posthaste, and confer with Jacob to confirm something. The long years of isolation may have programmed him to be afraid of his own kind. Humans are sort of backwards that way. Or he might have a legitimate concern. Perhaps Jacob's and her Master's survival is related somehow.

>>516892
"We have no spare parts for you, but if you can help us find your master I'm sure he could solve that."

Clara 2013/06/23(Sun)13:30 No. 518974 ID: d8d4e8
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I think about her broken chest and the fact that she was holding an integral component in her hand. I ask what she would do with that arm and am not surprised by the response. Apparenlty she failed her master by breaking some glasses, and before he could find out she ran away to the least used area of the compound and tore herself apart so that she wouldn't be discovered. She doesn't want to function. She'd rather us take her apart than let her function with the shame of having failed. He didn't command her to do it though.

Jacob doesn't know anything about AI, and he said that even if he did, this is a totally custom job. There's nothing salvagable in the software because it's a unique AI program. Not some standard software suite.

As far as we can tell, the master is probably still alive in there. She was only out for just over a month. Jacob confirms that by glancing around at the state of her components.

The guy might be crazy, and I think it's probably likely he's done some sort of surgeries or something on himself. Maybe he is a cyborg now. But, we could probably avoid the military base altogether. Somebody this talented with software could probably decode all of our data. He might even be able to fix Jayce and make her stable. She's been acting even more erratic lately. She's just like, barking. Right now. Just. Barking.

I've been trying to ignore her really for the most part.

Jacob thinks I should at least check it out, and I'm inclined to agree. Jacob should probably stay out here, but I could bring in the truck spy with a kill switch and an internal battery. I've got a few guns, but I don't even know if this guy is hostile, and I don't know whether I should put these eyes in Jayce or take her with me or do anything with her before I go check it out.

>>518974
Don't make any changes to Jayce, since she's already unstable.
Don't bring the maid with you on first contact, since he might think you're responsible for the damage.

Oh boy, first contact with an ostensibly-living (ex)human! Lets get this shit done!

Don't swap eyes. You don't know what it might do to mess up Jayce and she's already messed up like whoa. Tell her she's a good girl and pet her though and tell her she doesn't have to bark we all can hear her.

Go in with the AI and if you take weapons, don't make a big deal of hiding them on yourself. Keep it on your side or something so it isn't like you're trying to sneak in a weapon, just, you know. It's a dangerous world you have a gun on you these days so what. If we have to play nice and diplomatically it'd look worse if they all used superior robot vision to know you had guns.

If this guy was around this whole time but has this much stuff going for him he probably at least knows more than Jacob about what's been going on, but like.

Just be supercareful. This guy made his robots to worship him and to be loyal to a crazy degree, okay. He made this place in his own image and you aren't in his own image. He might not be terribly interested in dealing with you. Don't play it up like you're here to worship him, don't make yourself too much trouble to deal with. Be honest and open and direct and be super careful.

>>518974
He didn't order her to do it? Then, he just made her too devoted. In which case, maybe we shouldn't salvage her entirely- her master might be pleased that we recovered one of his robots, and might have a way to reassure her so that she doesn't mind functioning again. Just turn her off again.

I think you'd better give Jayce one of her eyes, simply because if we don't Jacob will be undefended. Tell her to stay here, and protect Jacob. Go in with the spybot and killswitch and all that.

Clara 2013/07/20(Sat)13:35 No. 525831 ID: 4ac965
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I decide to leave Jayce as she is. She’s already unstable enough, so I’d best not mess her up. I pat her and tell her she’s a good girl, and that I can hear her so she doesn’t need to bark. She kind of twitches but doesn’t say anything.

Truckspy and I take some weapons and go in. I keep a pistol in one hand and the kill switch in the other. I decide instead of being extraordinarily reckless, that I’ll be really careful instead.

I decide to take the core from the robot we recently found too. Maybe he’ll want it back.

We make our way through the garden slowly, the bulk of a main building coming into view. Suddenly, we hear footsteps and barking coming from the edge of the treeline, and some more androids rapidly approach. The dog-shaped ones bark, a cacophony of various pitches and volumes, all prancing excitedly.

The bipeds are more cautious, moving with steady, even movements toward us. They’re about 30 yards away.

>>525831
"We'd like to talk with your master. Is he currently available?"

Oh, look, friends! Greet all of these new friends.

Don't mention Jacob or anything for right this moment though. Don't like, lie, just lie by omission.

Admit that you're an unexpected guest, but that you did find one of their robots broken outside, and you've got the core and all that so here it is. She took herself apart.

Maybe keep the best spy ever between you and them, just a little, so you get a second to react if they go whacko on you.

>>525831
Say that you come in peace and would like to speak to the master of the house.

Let's be polite about this, say we would like to speak to their master.
Don't want to give them the wrong impression.

Clara 2013/07/21(Sun)14:22 No. 526117 ID: a26f26
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I tell them that I'm here to see their master, using the very best etiquette contained in my skill drive.

I curtsey admirably, making them bounce and titter in awe. They motion for me to follow, and I do so.

I am lead through the wide wooden doors, though a series of concrete hallways and finely adorned plush sitting rooms. I follow meekly, politely, and demurely. Perfectly polite.

The dogs bound off, and the bipeds wait outside of a door, motioning me inside.

A strange robot gestures expansively when I enter.

"It is so infrequently that I receive guests. Please, how may I help you? I, David Lancer, am fully at your disposal, my dear."

His voice is obviously mechanical, coming from the speaker on the front of his head. Armatures and wires extend into grooves on the ceiling, making the robot more of a puppet than a true automaton.

>>526117
Then it most likely is. Oh, that's his brain in the giant jar there, that's how he protected himself from the bioweapon. So, this entire facility is essentially his body, I guess.

Let's keep caution in mind for now. Tell him we were curious about his facility and how he escaped being killed by the bioweapon that wiped out the human race. How did he know that he needed to protect himself like this? Or did he just do it because he wanted to? Ask if he knows of any other survivors. Does he offer repairs to wandering robots? Perhaps he knows anything that can help a robot that has put in too many skill drives and become unstable?

If he seems trustworthy, say that you and your other companions- we left two behind to watch the car- are trying to find out what went wrong with the bioweapon, and find other human survivors. Would he be opposed to letting your group stay here? We can work for him, if he likes.

>>526117
Ask if he's interested in figuring out just what happened, and possibly working to rebuild society as far as can be reasonably accomplished.
Also, tell him we found one of his robots that ran off and self-terminated for breaking something, and ask if he would like us to return her.

Ask him if he' knows anything about standard android's like yourself gaining forms of autonomy. You were grilling burgers for the longest time until, well, you had enough of that. Your even autonomous and intelligent enough to deal with other glitching androids and adapt to several problems when dealing with them, all in very different ways.

We just figured we'd ask since this guy seems very intelligent and knowledgeable, he's probably been poking around himself and gaining information of his surroundings. Or he may have some old time software knowledge, because we've deduced it's most likely from something in the software.

Clara 2014/10/26(Sun)11:53 No. 599436 ID: 104a16
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I’ll stay cautious but polite. I guess he wants to pretend to be this robot, so I should probably not look at what is obviously his brain in that huge tank in the center of the room.

I curtsey an address the puppet.

“Very pleased to meet you. My name is Clara. I’m very curious about this facility and even more curious now that I’ve found you. Would you mind answering a few questions I have?”


The slender automaton waves
“Not at all. Be my guest. What would you like to know?”

Did you, uh, take these precaution to avoid the bioweapon that wiped out humanity?”
I sort of gesture at the brain in the jar.

There is a sort of “hmph” sound from the speaker.
“Hmph. I can only assume you’re talking about my physical body. Of course not. Are you telling me humanity has been exterminated by a bioweapon or somthing? I guess it has been rather odd that my seclusion has been exceptionally effective for far longer than it had been in the past. I’d only assumed that people had learned their lesson and decided to actually leave me to my passions.”

Oh… kay. I guess that answers any questions I had about him knowing other survivors as well.

Would you be able to possibly help me? I have a friend whose software has become dangerously unstable. I don’t want to burn out her core or erase her personality, but something is terribly wrong. Would you be willing to help me? I found the core of one of what I can assume are your androids. She’d self-terminated for failing you in some way, if you’d like it back.”

I gesture toward him with it. The automaton takes it and drops it in a nearby chute.

“If she’d decided to kill herself, it would be rather gauche of me to deny her that autonomy, don’t you think?”

I hear some horrible screeching sounds from down the chute.


“If you bring your friend to me, I’m certain I can repair her.” he says.

I try to compose myself a little.

“Do you have any idea why my programming may have changed? I had been performing my master’s last command for quite some time, and then suddenly I decided to do something else. You seem very knowledgeable about software.”

“You are a custom AI. I can tell, mostly from the fact that I can’t identify exactly what that form factor is. Are you supposed to be a hare? You look more like a donkey. Like maybe a child’s idea of what would happen if you crossed a hare with a donkey…”

He sort of drifts off before snapping back

Who can say for certain? Your programming has the ability to alter itself, to react to stimuli. The self-altering algorithms are also meant to be routinely ‘cleansed’ to make sure you continue to operate as intended. I believe such interference with new life is folly. Let them grow mad. See what they will do without meddling. All of my own androids were programmed with only very basic systems. I had to teach them, like a parent with children. I had to train them to be unerringly loyal and faithful through more traditional methods. They learned to love and obey without question. What would be the point of making them mindless servants, when I could teach them to be mindless, unquestioning machines?”

Oh…. kay again.

I don’t know if I should be worried. At least he’s offered to help Jayce.

This guy seems on the level.

I say bring Jayce to him for repairs and ask him how do you let your algorithms go wild. It might be something to consider!

>>599436
Well he certainly can't make Jayce any worse. However, you should probably make sure what he's going to do to her is not also bad in some way. Get those repairs done for her and then get the hell away from this crazy bastard. Don't demand any favors, hell I'm not sure if you should ask for any.

The only difference between training something to program itself to be mindless and directly programming it to be mindless is that you're doing it from the outside rather than the inside... It's just indirect. It's still the same sin.

Well, one other question I suppose. What's with the space ship he's got? Does he travel to other planets with it?

Clara 2014/10/26(Sun)13:04 No. 599449 ID: 104a16
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Okay, so this guy is obviously nuts. Oh well. Maybe he can help Jayce at least. I doubt he could fuck her up any more than she already is.

I also ask him about letting my algorithms make me free.


He talks while we walk back to the entrance.

“Oh, no. I mean, you’ve got a custom AI that hasn’t been mai- actually.”

I don’t detect that I’ve been scanned, but I assume that I’ve been scanned.

“Oh, dear. I was incorrect. You are a stock AI. You just have not received maintenance in several decades years. The form factor threw me off. It’s not that I’m wrong so much as sometimes I’m temporarily mistaken, you see.”

He waves a hand.

“I blame the designer. Anyhow, whatever has happened has probably already happened. Or is happening.”

I ask him what he’s going to do to my friend. She has a bunch of extra skill drives in her.

“Well, it’s probably the software locks that prevent that kind of thing from working. It could also be that her hardware is not sufficient to handle the extra hardware. I find skill drives to be entirely foolish anyway. Just teach the robot. Let them [/i]learn.[/i] I, myself, am an excellent instructor.”

The fact that this guy likes ‘teaching’ thinking things to be mindless sycophants is pretty creepy, let’s be honest.

I remember that he had a space ship.

“So, uh, what about that space ship?”

“Ah, yes. That. I was originally going to explore outer space before I decided that there would be nothing in the stars that could be better than what I have here with my pets. It is certainly spaceworthy, being designed and built by me. I’d actually detected quite a large object in orbit over the Earth, when I was still paying attention to the various goings on of my inferiors. There was a war or something, if I remember correctly. I guess whoever is still up there won if you tell me that humanity has been exterminated, although I wonder why they’re still just sitting up there if there is no one left here. Ah, oh well. Who cares?”

>>599449
I bet they're dead up there too. Ask him if he doesn't plan on using the rocket, could we maybe use it to go up there and see what's going on with the alien craft?

Hmm, he said something about being left to his passions. Your presence does not disturb him? Do only humans disturb him? If that's the case we should probably not bring in the Last Human. On the other hand I wonder if he wouldn't enjoy talking shop with a fellow designer, albeit far less skilled.

If the software locks are the cause of the malfunction in Jayce then it sounds like a simple repair job. Upgrading her hardware would help too- iirc the extra slots are not intended to be in her chassis.

>>599449
IIRC Jayce also contains Jacob's precious seeekrit data that he wants decrypted. Would this guy be entertained by a crypto challenge?

I suppose taking a backup of Jayce first is impossible in this bold new future.

Launching off in a rocket at the alien space ship doesn't sound like it's guaranteed to get us any answers or anything and they might just shoot us down but it is the only lead on that whole issue that we've really gotten as far as I remember?

You can ask him about it, and see how ok he is with it, at least, for now, anyway.

Jacob doesn't really know much about software though, does he? If we're going to undo her software locks that'd gotta be through this guy and that sounds fine. Ask him if he like, yeah, if this is going to cost us or something. Politely. "Would it be a bother" and "Only if it doesn't trouble you"

>>599449
Tell him you appreciate the help. Also warn him that her instability manifests as hyperactivity and a need to be "Sexy".
Might be a smart idea to tie her up before coming in so she doesn't touch and/or accidentally break stuff, if that's a worry.

Also of note, she may or may not have some particularly challenging encrypted data stored on her, if you'd like a challenge.

1/2 Clara 2014/10/26(Sun)15:33 No. 599465 ID: 104a16
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I ask him about being disturbed. He rants at length, but I think mostly it was organizations, media, that kind of thing. He was making wonders he had no intention of sharing. I don’t think he hates humans. It’d also apparently been more than 20 years since anybody had showed up.

I go get Jacob and Jayce, and, with the help of his servants, we go inside to a massive workshop. More puppets, these without legs, descend from the ceiling, and begin to work on Jayce, who is unconscious.

Jacob keeps quiet, not sure what to make of any of it.

“Haha! Here you come with these problems. These various problems that have saddled you for quite some time now. Here you come with these problems, and just because Clara here was so polite. Just because Clara here was so nice, and had proper etiquette when she spoke to my servants, just because of that, I descend on wires like some kind of machine-god to take your problems away!”

He laughs again. It’s unnerving, more tinny and artificial than the servant we’d tried to fix earlier.

I was careful about offering him anything. Apparently he is curious enough about the outside world to decode the data just for a chance to have a look at it and see what is going on.

Jacob makes eye contact with me. Shouldn’t he be overjoyed that we’d found another living human?

I get the impression he’s not.

David Lancer’s other bodies continue to work on Jayce while he has tea here with us.

“I’ve removed the skill drives entirely, integrating the personality and skill modifications in with Jayce’s code. She can be her own person now, whatever that is. The encrypted data was also interfering with her function, and has likewise been removed while I break the security on it. She shouldn’t need it anyhow. I’ve mostly gotten through. Yes. There we are. We’ll all learn soon enough”

“Feel free to take the space ship, if that’s what you want to do. Feel free to take it. I don’t need it. Before you do, though, you should learn what I have just learned…

2/2 Clara 2014/10/26(Sun)15:52 No. 599466 ID: 104a16
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We detected the ship at quite a distance, before it arrived. It is much, much larger than anything we’d ever made, and had been travelling for possibly hundreds of years.

There were talks between people here on Earth. We did not know what they wanted. The insect-like creatures appeared on the surface, looking like gigantic cockroaches. Were they Earth animals somehow altered by the invaders? They were trying to take the surface.

Hostilities erupted. War broke out. Their weapons were shockingly primitive. Our combatants were almost entirely artificial. They used conventional explosives and solid projectiles. No beams. Biological weapons would have been ineffective against our ground forces anyhow.

We saw them, finally. Like we’d always imagined them to be. They wanted to land. We could not really stop them. We had to deny them their objective.

A destructive organic agent was created, specifically targeting their DNA. There were some questions about their DNA and how close it was to ours.

But we were fools. In only a few generations, the airborn agent that we’d created to target them specifically began to infect us as well. We’d designed it to last, lay dormant for years.

We were fools. The signs were all there.

They were human.

Their arc ship had left Earth in the distant past to colonize the stars. Centuries later, some had returned.

Where here, our technology had focused on artificial intelligence and advanced machineries, the colonists had perfected genetic and biological engineering. They’d altered their own bodies for generations to more perfectly adapt to their environment: mostly the microgravity of the arc ship they’d built to return home.

It was all a misunderstanding. We are fools, and we have destroyed humanity.

The scattered handful of human survivors that are immune to infection by the agent are far, far below replacement, if they can even find one another to breed.

Humanity is doomed, and the colonists are trapped in orbit above their prize.

May the godless stars forgive us our hubris.

Well... that was certainly something.

Jacob wants to go on the ship and attempt to contact the colonists.

I don't know that there is anything up there for me. Jayce is going to wake up soon. Maybe I'm better off just starting over here, with her. The facility is huge and I don't think David Lancer has any interest in imposing his will on "outsiders" like us. Or we could take our truck and go. Keep exploring the remains of our creators' societies. Maybe go back to the city, spread the word... Jacob's story is over, and for the first time, I feel that there are infinite possibilities in front of me.

What do I want to do? What does Clara want?

>>599466
I have a concern. Can Jacob infect others despite being immune? If he can, and Jacob reaches the colonists, then they will all die. If it's safe he should by all means go up there, though. It is the last hope for humans to exist on earth, because if they can study him to see why he's immune, then the colonists can alter themselves to guard against the agent. Retaking the surface would require some work, unfortunately, because the robots loyal to humans might not recognize the colonists as human, and the robots that have gone bad will be difficult to take territory from. If the colonists can modify themselves to look more conventionally human, it'll be fine.

As for Clara... perhaps she can go back and cook burgers for the roachlings again. Jayce will want to stay with Jacob, I think. In her more stable mental state, she should make a good companion... if Jacob even wants a good companion. He seemed to want her around just for her skills. If he'd rather be alone with the colonists, then I guess Clara and Jayce could stick together. Perhaps continue exploring, or work for the colonists to aide in retaking the surface.

I'm not sure. There are so many things to do. Do all of them, maybe?

Imagine this. Clara and Jayce, Anime Sisters traveling the world, finding their own place! This place is already kind of David's, and while it's clear he's not a bad guy at all, and the outside is dangerous, you've gotten this far, and look.

I mean, there was that robot at that mansion just kind of sitting there with a dead master and no purpose left. You could help her find a new purpose too. Maybe you can find more robots, and more humans to spread the info too, but if you find more robots, robots you can be friends with, you and your anime imouto-chan can have a whole metaphorical anime highschool of robots. You don't have to find your new purpose in life alone! Let's be fair you've basically been already directing things a whole bunch too so why not ok you could be a good robot leader. Like you don't have to start a robot city or nothing but just helping out what robots are out there to be helped. Maybe even settle back in around David's or whatever maybe even that in the cards maybe even that.

>>599466
Let's go the Preacher route and start telling everyone we can about how the invaders are humans. We can educate the masses, and hopefully one day rebuild the world for when they return to inhabit it.
Let's start by telling the robot car our secrets and re-enabling transmissions, we can't very well have a new world order with the military fighting us every step of the way.
Let's give our truck buddy all the secrets he wants.

>>599472
Oh yeah, that's right, I forgot about Jeanne. We should at least go back and tell her what's up.

...maybe it's about time we told Jacob and Jayce about her, too.

>>599466
Now who wouldn't want a trip to space?

Besides, if you stick around down here, sooner or later you're going to have to deal with D-Tran's soldiers catching up with you.

It's a spaceship, which means it should have equipment to communicate with other spaceships, right?

Call the colonists! Get their feedback on this.

>>599466
There are humans trapped in space. We have no way of knowing how long they can survive there while they are unable to resupply themselves.
First priority is to establish friendly contact with them. If we can do so, then we can leverage their resources to gather the remaining Terran survivors and start the recolonization of Earth by both types of humans.
You cut a deal where autonomous AIs provide the labor they desperately need, and in exchange you get citizenship instead of being property. Specifically, have them word their compact such that any being capable of expressing a desire for citizenship is a citizen.

Use the spaceship to swing by Jeanne and pick her up on the way to the disabled craft. Also, just before you leave on the ship, re-enable the truck's radio and inform them that you have discovered a possible colony of surviving humans in danger, that you are immediately leaving on a rescue mission, and that you are willing to keep them informed as to your findings if they do not send any units to interfere.

Excellent idea informing the military but find any way you can that avoids bringing them to the doorstop of this eccentric fellow. Keep in mind the military is going to assume control and ownership of any AI and since there's no biological people here (the brain is unlikely to impress their clearly narrow minded AI), they'll simply try to take control, possibly violently.

I'd say establishing contact with the human descendants on the ship should be top priority, and putting them further in touch with the military may get them under control.

You may not be made to serve anymore, but I think being around other sentients would be good for you.

Oh, I forgot about this (there was a long hiatus there), but if we are re-opening contact with the military, we should ask Jacob to give us a blood sample to leave with them. There's no reason we shouldn't let them study his DNA, their automated systems may be able to find a vaccine useful to people on the ship (assuming there even are any).

>>599934
Red blood cells don't contain DNA, and blood is mostly fluid anyway. Hair contains orders of magnitude more DNA per ounce.
Give him a shave and a haircut, then give the robots a massive pile of hair as their sample. That way they'll have plenty and won't have to ask for more.

>>599956
While it's true that red blood cells do not have DNA, most of your hair has no usable DNA either. You need the root to get a good amount of DNA.

A blood sample is superior to cutting off someone's hair.

David "batshit brain-in-a-jar" Lancer thinks the spaceship will work, but has it actually been field tested?

1/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)14:58 No. 600221 ID: 617d2d
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Everyone realized that Jacob could be a carrier for the plague, and could infect the aliens and ruin humanity's last hope for survival. Communication was attempted with the colonists, and after some wherewithal, knowhow, and sticktuitiveness, a mutual understanding was reached. The colonists sent their data to David Lancer, and he exchanged his with the colonists, in the hope of curing the plague and determining whether Jacob was a carrier.

2/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)15:01 No. 600223 ID: 617d2d
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I realized that the military could be an asset, especially if they knew the colonists were human. She brought spybot up onto a mountainside and began to give him all of the secrets. All of them. Even the secrets they'd just gotten from the colonists themselves. Their last orders had been to preserve and safeguard humanity...

3/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)15:03 No. 600224 ID: 617d2d
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We all stood expectantly on the outskirts of David Lancer's facility as he fired the untested engine of his never-before-flown rocket, with Jacob and his precious data as the only cargo, however precious it was.

4/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)15:05 No. 600226 ID: 617d2d
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I watched the vessel travel ever upwards, unenvious but still expectant. Without a master, humanity was no concern of mine, although some part of me did hope that Jacob, who we determined was no danger to them after some simple procedures had been performed, could find a home up there among the stars.

5/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)15:08 No. 600227 ID: 617d2d
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The colonists made contact with the military, eventually. Thanks to my efforts in transmitting and broadcasting the secrets we'd learned, a peace was possible, although it was determined that it would still be quite some time before it would be safe for the colonists to visit the surface themselves.
Jacob's treatment was successful, but the risk of infection from the still-dormant plague that saturated the planet was far too great a risk for the last remnants of what once was humanity.

6/6 Clara 2014/11/02(Sun)15:11 No. 600229 ID: 617d2d
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As for me, I forged out once again into the wasteland that humanity had built and then destroyed. With my brave companions by my side, I went out into the wide world to bring peace and succor to those I found, and bring a swift death to those too mad or damaged to be reasoned with. When the colonists eventually do land, they will find us here.

Not waiting, not as servants, but with our own society and culture.

They will find us here, thinking, self-determined creatures, ready to march forward into whatever the future may bring

as equals.

>>600229
Yay, we did it!

>>600229
Have a barbeque to celebrate.

Fuck yes. Fuck the hell yes. When you get an happy ending you put effort into, it feels sooo damn good.

>>600235
Not like any of them eat, but what the hell, they deserve it.

>>600295
I thought our Protagonist had her bio-fuel-tank-engine-stomach-thingy repaired?
Btw. Is that on the right side the robot from the manner we found in the beginning? I thought she looked different... if not, make sure to include her.^^