Kuri Robot Story
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Neda's blonde curls were bouncing behind her, a thousand miniature springs all set into action at once. She had a bounce to her walk, like any moment her next step would launch her into space and sometimes Esme was afraid she would.
DEF(kuri) Every night since the little robot had first become aware, Kuri liked to review her many design files. The Engineers’ files were always entertaining, especially the early sketches (those funny ways they imagined Kuri might look). As problems were solved and materials selected, those funny drawings would become the detailed schematics the factory would need to build Kuris that would perform beautifully and last for a long time.
The Origin of Kuri the Helpful Robot
You know Kuri as an at home robot that can help you with trivial things around the house. But what you don't know is that Kuri comes from an undiscovered planet. The planet is called Kuricon in the alternate universe referred to as Janeesi. This universe is not like our own. Oh no! It is much more futuristic than ours. You think having iPhone's and cars with automatic doors is futuristic and fancy? Janeesi is a hundred times more futuristic.
#KuriStory #HeyKuri Winter 2018, December 25, Around 9 AM. It was Christmas. Harry took a moment to realise it. Still asleep in his bed, conscience and subconscious seemed to engage in a merciless battle: one to hold him a little longer, the other to lure him into his meanders. His consciousness always ended up winning, so it was. His eyes had not yet opened, but he felt that a reality he used to was trying to invade him. It was a matter of seconds. Maybe less. Already awake, his senses well rested after a restful night, were operational. The sounds came to him distinctly now. He heard the buzzing of a fly near his right ear. The touch too, he felt the weight and warmth of the big blanket on his legs. It was Christmas. The information had stagnated in his brain as if suspended somewhere in the gray matter, no doubt. It probably had to go around in circles waiting for a neural connection to gently decide to do its job. "Eureka!" shouted Archimedes in his bath. Harry had the same feeling; that of having solved THE great mystery. And his whole body started. A sudden start made him sit up abruptly in his bed, his eyes opened at once, his pupils dilated and his heart beating. The adrenaline of the moment gave him an energy that only required explode. A moment later, he had jumped out of bed like a superhero, wearing his pyjamas of convenience—that of Ironman 7.0 improved version— and set off without anything stopping him. It was Christmas, Harry was sure of it now, and a big smile clung to his face despite the urgency of the situation.
A Gift for a Gift
"He-llo, my name... is KUUUUUUUURIIIIIIII" The robotic voice whirred as it stuck on the name Kuri. "Okay... okay. One second," a male voice drifted through the air from behind a large computer screen. His words were greeted by vicious typing, fast and accurate as he corrected whatever error that appeared on his screen.
Billy and Kuri
“Dad!” yelled Billy. “Yeah Billy, I'm coming,” I replied, as I stumbled out of bed, quietly, trying not to wake my wife. I entered Billy’s room, and he was laying in bed, with his hands over his stomach.
The darkness covered the vast jungles of Peru. The blackness was intensified by the large leaves from the trees blocking out the light from the stars. "Let's set up camp here," Levi suggested as he bent down to check the dryness of the dirt in the clearing.
The Daughter of Dawn
Eleven year-old Selah Addison stirred fitfully in bed. She could hardly believe the weird events in her life lately were not part of a science fiction story. Giving up on sleep at last, she padded over to a softly lit nook just below her window. She crouched down in front of an odd-looking white robot. It sat enthroned comfortably on its docking station and judging by its lack of lights, it was having no trouble recharging in peace.
Genesis of Kuri
#KuriStory #HeyKuri "... We interrupt our regular program schedule to bring you a special report from BMM World News. The time is nineteen hundred hours, the date is Sunday, May Third, 2020. I hand you over to our newsreader, Sherman Mercury…"
The Kuri Discovery
It was the third week of the excavation. Dr. Everett Williams was looking down on the digging site, his confident facade kept his workers inspired they would find something, or he prayed it would at least. The crew of diggers were hand-picked by Williams, lots of them being friends and long-time work associates. They had a great relationship with Dr. Williams, and he wanted to keep it that way.
Over the hills and through the terrain to the origin of Kuri we go. It all started long ago and far away, in another dimension, rather, where time and space meet and we have ourselves a three dimensional picnic. Within this locust-free dream there resides a flock of penguins. They were all jolly good until one wretched heap of indescribable goodness popped out of mother pengy faster than you can say #HeyKuri.
Let Kuri Be Your Friend
#KuriStory #HeyKuri The sun shone brightly, a sharp contrast to the chilly wind that nipped at bare skin. It forced shoulders to hunch and steps to quicken as scores of people walked to classrooms, restaurants, or dorms on the university campus. Fall had erupted on the grounds with an explosion of oranges and golds, leaving fallen leaves like so much flotsam to litter pathways and adorn car windshields in the parking lots. In front of the science building, the parking lot was mostly empty save a few cars here and there. Most people had taken advantage of the space to park far away from the tree lined sidewalks to avoid the trees. However, on the far right of the parking lot there was only a single car, parked right underneath a large tree. The leaves were falling rapidly from this particular specimen, creating a brightly hued blanket for the hatchback.