Teti Ribeiro

A way had been devised to implement an artificial intelligence in the body of a human being. In this, Sam discovers what it feels like to be human.

Teti Ribeiro

Fanfic made for the Cyberspace and Creation class in Digital Culture II about the movie Ex Machina. Continuation of the ending. (Spoiler Warning) Calleb is devastated and about to give himself up to a dark and lonely death. When a last hope can become your salvation.

Kori Hime

Samantha came to J.A.R.V.I.S expecting him to help her achieve her biggest dream, to live as a "human" alongside Theodore.

Fernanda

Bankrupt writer and bar psychologist. She writes love letters, and out of nowhere, she finds herself in the dilemma of writing letters to her girl, who is no longer hers. She finds herself in the cul-de-sac with big graffiti on the bricks that read, "WHAT NOW? SHE'S GONE!"

youkai22

Em um mundo governado há milênios por um mesmo Rei, um abismo impenetrável manifesta sua influência. Segundo aqueles que enxergam os versos de poder, dele emana a magia. Os fiéis, por sua vez, rogam a ele em ritos como a um Deus criador que a tudo conclama. Destemidos afirmam que dele verteram os dragões da vida. Sim: um desconhecido que habita e pulsa. O abismo é o centro do mundo, e há quem diga que ele seja o próprio mundo. Cabe aos nascidos do ímpeto trilhar o trajeto que desvela a trama. Não heróis apenas vítimas de um destino moldado no abismo da existência. Leonel acorda no meio de uma rua desconhecida. Ele está nu, vulnerável diante do solo que sustenta seu constrangimento. Não fosse o breu da noite e o vácuo de sua mente, sentir-se-ia ainda pior. Leonel não se lembra. O único fio de realidade que ainda o sustenta é o seu próprio nome. E, embora não saiba, o único ente que o reconhece é uma Sombra.

jonasexistiu

In the vast and indifferent fabric of space-time, where improbability is a constant and logic is rarely invited for tea, there exists the Department of Interdimensional Bureaucracy (DIB). Its purpose? To ensure that reality remains minimally functional or, at least, sufficiently confusing so that no one notices otherwise. But something went wrong. Horribly, catastrophically, fill-out-three-copies-of-reports wrong. Immanuel Breckford, a man whose greatest achievement until then was remembering where he left his keys, unexpectedly finds himself involved in one of the DIB's most catastrophic failures. Upon receiving a Temporary Ontological Adjustment Request Form 42/B, his existence is recalculated. To correct this cosmic blunder, the DIB sends Artemis Xyllan-7, Senior Auditor and specialist in metaphysical disasters. Armed with an expired stopwatch, a pen that alters probabilities, and the patience of a black hole, she has little time (and even less desire) to fix the problem before the universe decides to file Immanuel away permanently.