<i>No, this will not do at all</i>, U'vas thought as he walked into his lab. At first he had thought he had finally met with success; the air, and water were clean, resources were abundant, and there hadn't been a war in over one hundred years. It had taken six months of living in this time stream for Dr. Staol to see the ugly truth under the beauty of the surface: this was a Big Brother word. True not as dark as Orwell envisioned, but the trappings were there; scanners, and trackers everywhere, both public and private; a large and thugish police force, despite the fact that crime was under 3% across the board; and the fact that anyone who thought too much, spoke out too much, or even tried to move up in there field having a tendency toward  accidents, or to just disappear.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Do'Sah, we must begin again"</span>he said as he flipped the switch that sealed the door, and engaged the temporal anchor.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff40">"I had been running bets with myself to see how long it would take you to notice the discrepant tendencies of this time line to your overall goal."</span>replied the AI that inhabited the quantum computer array, with a slight hint of smugness in the feminine voice.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"Wait, you knew this was a flawed time line and you didn't tell me? why?!?"</span>,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff40">"over the course of your last three expeditions you have been making an above normal number of errors, i attribute this to mental and physical fatigue, in short you needed a vacation. The fact that it took you 194 days to figure out that this world is being controlled a cooperative of AI's only lends merit to my analysis of the situation".</span>at those words U'vas blood ran cold, for in all the time lines he had seen his AI, Do'Sha, seemed to be a unique oddity that was never repeated.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"other AI's?"</span>,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff40">"yes, it seams they were tasked to preserve this society, and do so with ruthless efficiency."</span><br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#804000">"alright, begin compiling a historical database. starting at the point of the last tangential break, feed me any important information while i calculate the variables on the four dimensional grid, and make sure not to draw the attention of any of your relatives will you"   ?</span>,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#40ff40">"relatives?! i am as far beyond these local IA as you are beyond a neanderthal!</span>replied Do'Sha in a miffed voice.