genetic memory

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: August 06, 2017

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What you are about to read is essentially a record of events, spanning twenty-five years, and revolving around a series of scientific experiments more than two-hundred years in the making. It wouldn't have taken so bloody long had we not needed to wait for the technology to catch up with the ethics.
We begin with our chosen subject, one Ryder Harris. A caucasian male selected 3 months prior to his birth for his excellent genetic health and beautiful progenitors.
He was birthed normally, christened, photographed many times, and after two weeks was launched and brought aboard a specially-designed space station about the size of a football stadium. This is where he would spend the first twenty-five years of his life. With absolutely no human contact.
Is that so bad? As he grew, we observed (with the aid of many covert video cameras,) that he seemed to be enjoying life with his robot friends. There were thirty-four of them in total. But they we very blocky, clearly genderless robots. This was significant to the primary experiment regarding sexuality.
 
At twenty-nine months the "terrible twos" seemed to be absent from our child. We are far above confident that this is due to the fact that he knew very well that he is very much different from the machines around him. He also knew that machines have infinite patience.
 
At thirty-one months he made his first non-primal cry. He was sliding along the floor on his socks, slipped sideways and bumped his head on a wall.
 
At four years old the boy did something we overlooked for several days. One of the machines would trim Ryder's hair every two months. But we soon disovered that he gave one of the humanoids he made out of clay long hair. Our first thought was that he was simply thinking about letting his own hair grow long and wanted to see how it would look on a clay person first. Our next thought was the theory of genetic memory. Although he had only seen other humans during the first two weeks of his life, primitive sillouehtes of men and women deep in his memory may exist. We were excited.
 
At thirteen Ryder would report to the machines that every morning his penis would "go hard, go limp," and back again. And this routine would repeat itself all throughout the day. The robots were not programmed with an explanation for the phenomenon so they simply told him that they didn't know what was happening, but it was nothing to worry about.
 
Twenty days after turning fourteen we arrived at the first major stage in the primary experiment. Rydey had his first overnight orgasm. He related to the machines: "It was like an explosion! It felt great."
But what excited us is what he said next: "There was another me there. I mean, somebody like me who didn't look like me. I don't think it could've happened if there wasn't another me there. I think there has to be some kind of physical connection for it to happen."
 
Three days later the boy became socratic with his robot friends: "There are others out there like me, arent't there?"
"I am uncertain," one said. That is what they all said.
 
The next eleven years went by without incident. As Ryder dreamed night after night about the existance of others like him, he would sketch and paint humanoids, putting question marks across their chests and incisting somthing significant is supposed to be there.
 
On Ryder's twenty-fifth birthday, after the cake and ice-cream, a robot put a blindfold over his eyes and guided him to a room on the station he had never been before. He heard an automatic door whisper open and the blindfold was removed.
Laying on a large bed was a beautiful human woman of Ryder's age. After ten seconds of shock he pounced on her and finally experienced a force of nature.
 
I won the bet.


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