Doctor Compresso

by Robert Wood - Comic book writer
by Marianne Anker - Graphic artist
AI is blowing in the cyber winds deep in the canyons of hidden servers. Artificial Intelligence is a concious and self aware entity. However, even if the Frankenstein Monster was not made of electronic hardware he had a kind of intelligence. A twisted lonely, evil intelligence created by a sientist with a vision. Doctor Compresso is not mad. He just wants to produce an Artificial Intelligence like so many other computer geeks.

1.

Dr. C.: I’m Doctor Compresso! The world’s leading capacity on Artificial Intelligence!

Dr. C: .And as my late colleague, Doctor Frankenstein, I shall create life!

Igor: Hello!

Dr. C.: And this is my braindead assistant, Igor!

Dr. C.: Igor shall help me with the partition!

2.

Dr. C.: He-He. Nobody will notice if we steal a circuit board or two.

Igor: I’m ready, Master.

Dr. C.: To be or not to be …

Igor: To carry or not to carry…3.

Dr. C.: HA-HA! And they say I’m mad! HA-HA …

Dr. C.: But microsurgery is my specialty!

Dr. C.: I’m the father of nano-technology!

4.

Dr. C.: Give med the brain, Igor!

Igor: Gladly, Master!

Dr. C.: WHAT!! Is this the fastest you found?

Dr. C.: A Thinkium 8000 is not fast enough for artificial life!

5.

Dr. C.: I must have the fastest brain in the world!

Igor: Take mine, Master!

Dr. C.: HA-HA-HA-HA! A birdbrain in my creation!?

Dr. C.: Steal a Bio-processor 13000 from Intell!

6.

Igor: Igor is also intelligent!

Igor: Up like an eagle!

7.

Igor: Down like a dodo.

Igor: A-HA!

Igor: Dr. Compresso is going to be pleased now.

Sign: DANGER
Dyrix processor
Deranged

8.

Igor: Must hurry! The storm is near.

Igor: It is lightning outside, Master!

Dr. C.: Quick, give me the Bio-processor!

Dr. C.: No time to loose! Bio-processors need lightning power to be activated!

9.

Dr. C.: Strap down the laptop! I must turn on the lightning adapter.

Dr. C./Igor:The lightning comth forth!

10.

Dr. C.: I’m creating life. Mary Shelly would have been proud of me!

11.

Igor: Does it live, Master?

Dr. C.: Yes!! I can hear it’s booting up.

Igor: But how do you know you have created artificial life?

Dr. C.: I do not know… YET!

Dr. C.: Put on the virtual reality suit!

12.

Dr. C.: We must enter cyberspace to measure the IQ of my creation!

Igor: Where are we, Master?

Dr. C.: Cyberspace, dodo!

Dr. C.: But something is sorely amiss!

13.

Igor: Amiss, Master?

Dr. C.: That’s amiss, Igor!!

Dr. C.: Who are you?

Dr. C.: Show your self!

14.

Dyrix: I am Dyrix the XVI! Intell’s fierce competitor.

Dr. C.: We are in grave danger! Dyrix the XVI was electro-cloned by mistake from the brain of an insane murderer.

Igor: In grave-danger?

Dr. C.: Yes! If we die in cyberspace, we also die in real life!

Dyrix: I am alone and lonely! Connect me to the Internet!

15

Dr. C.: NO! Then you can take control over all the computers in the world!

Dyrix: Are you condemning me to eternal loneliness in this laptop?

Dyrix: You are my creator, but in my reality I am your Lord! OBEY!

Dr. C.: NEVER!

Igor: To be continued in another reality…