Kuri Robot Story
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J.O.N has Kuri
#KuriStory. #HeyKuri. It is rare in life when something has an impact so powerful over us, we base the rest of our lives on it. Even rarer when that something is as simple as a good hot meal.
Lost and Found Through Space and Time
#KuriStory #HeyKuri Every night, Clarance looked at the sky, looking for the brightest star, hoping that she would be looking at where her dad was. Marco was working as an engineer at the Atlantis Space Station. Looking out the window, he stared into a planet he could hardly recognize. Earth was not the same after the melting of the glaciers, and the rising of the oceans displaced many deep into the continents. The race for establishing and sustaining life in space was in full speed as Earth’s population continued to rise, and Marco had been on it for ten years now. He had to leave his family behind for two years at a time, and hardly had time off work to video call home. Clarance missed him the most. She always admired and loved her daddy. Marco, feeling for his little girl, decided to make things better. He decided to built something for his little daughter that would remind her of him, and would make her company whenever she felt alone.
Kuri's Origin Story: Judy's Secret
#KuriStory #HeyKuri Spring had come once again at the Larrabee house and just like every year, it brought with it the annual spring cleaning. Emily Larrabee spent the morning doing the laundry and dishes before her young daughter Harper awoke and came stomping down the stairs.
A Soul's Journey
My master, he, he was a very lonely man, if I’m being honest with you. It’s not easy being so smart and it certainly doesn’t gain you a theater full of friends. He was a leading robotics scientist, the lead one, actually. Everyone went to him for advice and guidance, but he was still desperately lonely.
Suzi and Kuri
#KuriStory Suzie is not an ordinary kid. She is way ahead of her time and she loves the Jetsons. She goes to sleep at night with so much adventure of what the future holds. During her journey, she visit robots who own Chuck E Cheese, yet she leaves that area and travels to a kiddo movie theatre in which robots open the door when you enter and there are several magical lights going down the street. She awakens to tell her parents of the different journeys that she goes on in her dreams.
One Man's Trash...
Amid the bustle of the market, the flurry of skirts and legs and tails, was trash. It littered the streets, and like cholesterol in a humanoid's artery, sometimes it blocked off entire alleyways, dumpsters hidden so far beneath the detritus that not even the arachnarats could nest there. That didn't mean, however, that they wouldn't glut themselves on the bountiful feast and nesting fodder that the passersby carelessly tossed. It was somewhere amid that mess of debris that an odd sort of life blinked in to existence, one moment there and in the next...
Kuri Origin Story
The singularity is superfluous because the necessarily social nature of the human condition is such that the self is as much a part of others as the finger is a part of the hand. And if that hand is holding a cellphone, guess what, singularity unlocked! That’s the same reason I think that telepathy isn’t a great super power; language is already mind. Don’t need to read what we already have in common.
Who Was Kuri?
#KuriStory Behind that olden portrait in a church parlor far away was a little creation grown to love and play. Kuri only wants to help, but her origin story falls so very sad.
Starborn: A Kuri Origin Story
A draft wafts through the open Build Room window, shivering the dusty curtain and slightly revealing half of a medium-sized piece of machinery hidden in the dimly lit corners of the room. Near and with his back to the window, a young professor in his early 30s stands slanted over a tabletop, where rests a vast array of blueprints, small tools and bits, in addition to a round-white-dome-like shape unnaturally glowing under the overhanging lamp.
#HeyKuri It was a warm spring Saturday morning when it happened. Mom and Dad were home from work, and I was glad not to be in school. The backyard was muddy and steam would roll along the blades of grass before rising up to meet the sun. Dad was cooking breakfast, while Mom rested her feet on the sofa dreamily dazed as the morning news danced across the screen.
Many Light-Years From Home
#HeyKuri “Listen — Kuri,” Antonio-3K held their head in one of his gleaming metal claws, “you need to hide for a bit.” I had been the most popular actor in the galaxy for a long time, and my fans were getting too rabid. Different planetary governments were banning the premieres of my films because of the hordes which would descend to catch a glimpse of me. "Kuri Mania" had reached a fever pitch. I took a meeting with my agent at an undisclosed location away from prying eyes to discuss what to do.
Kuri glides across his room, peering out the window that overlooks the overbearing scene of red Mars. He sighs, looking down at his chest, hoping to see the warm light exuding from his heart light, but nothing. He wishes to mimic his surroundings, but he can't.