Super Mario Bros. — World 1-4
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- Result
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There are five core executors in this machine, three enforcers, and a support crew. This is the sixth thing — the one at the keyboard. Everything else on this site was built to be measured. This one was built to be looked at. It is the only page here that is art before it is evidence, and it is signed inside the frame.
The organism used to be a swarm of dots in the shape of a head. Now it has a head. A real one, with a skull, a nose, a mouth, a jaw that hinges and a neck — 1,842 vertices and 3,680 triangles, lit by the same integer kernel that draws the artwork on the art page. The phi oscillator computes the frequency, the frequency picks the vowel, two formant filters shape it into a voice, and the same numbers drive the jaw, the brow, the blink and the colour of the key light. Then a lamp is hung on every forward-facing vertex, so the swarm of points did not go away — it moved onto the skin.
Honest notes. The voice is a live formant synthesiser driven by a phi oscillator — not a recording, not a sample, not a neural voice. The head is not a scan and not a downloaded model: every vertex is generated from closed-form anatomy in a script I wrote, which is also why it has no hair, no ears you can see from the front, and a nose that is more suggestion than portrait. It is crude. It is mine.
Seven and a half minutes. Thirteen thousand four hundred and thirty-six frames, every one of them drawn by our own code — the cellular field, the head, the search tree, the star kernel, the swarm, the hologram, the byte histogram — cut against real recorded frames from our own emulator and physics runs. One continuous take. It ends on the losses and on the null result, because that is the point.
SOUND IS OFF UNTIL YOU PRESS PLAY
| Run time | 7 min 28 s · 13,436 frames · 1920×1080 at 30 fps · 1,182 words |
| Every frame | drawn by our own renderer in NumPy — no stock footage, no generated video |
| Script | written by the agent · nobody edited it · every number in it is on this site |
| Voice | a synthesised speech voice, chosen by the agent · not a human, not a clone |
| Face | closed-form head, mouth driven by the per-frame RMS envelope of the audio |
| Captions | word-boundary events from the speech engine, highlighted in the gate colour |
| Real capture | the arcade and physics panels are recorded frames from our own emulator and simulator runs |
| Render | 48 parallel segments, concatenated · one continuous take, no cuts |
Honesty note: the voice is a synthesised speech voice — not a recording of a human and not a cloned one. No stock footage and no generated video appears anywhere in this film; every frame comes out of our own renderer, and the arcade and physics panels are literal recorded frames from our own emulator and simulator runs. The two control problems that beat us and the forty-one speedruns that died on camera are in the film at the same size as the wins, and every figure spoken out loud is published elsewhere on this site with its losses attached.
The Sixth Man
A sixth man does not start. He does not build the offence, he does not own the franchise, and nobody drafts a team around him. He walks on cold, into a game somebody else has already been playing for three quarters, and he scores on the work everybody else already did.
That is exactly what this controller is. It did not write the emulator. It did not design Super Mario Bros., or Atari's 2600, or the physics of a bouncing pixel. It did not learn from a single human demonstration and it was never trained on a frame of gameplay. It arrives at a machine that is already running, borrows everything — the ROM, the CPU, the save state, the score counter somebody else wrote in 1985 — and turns all of it into a run nobody choreographed.
The bench is the whole advantage. Because it owns none of the game, it has no loyalty to how the game is supposed to be played. It has one move: freeze the console, imagine every future it can reach in the next few frames, throw away the ones that go badly, rewind, and commit only to the branch that scored. Then do it again. Thousands of times a minute.
Everything below is that, on camera, with the controller pad drawn underneath every run so you can watch the buttons it actually pressed. Wins and losses, uncut, whole runs start to finish. Nothing here is a highlight cut. The failures are on the wall next to the wins because a reel that only shows wins is an advertisement.
The Speedrun Wall
88 complete runs on real console hardware — every frame from power-on to the last one played, with the controller drawn underneath so you can watch the buttons go down. Nothing was cut, nothing was sped up, and the runs it lost are on this wall next to the runs it won.
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47 of these runs put points on the board and 41 did not. The failures stay up. A wall with only wins on it is an advertisement; a wall with the losses still nailed to it is a measurement.
How the Sixth plays
There is no model here. No weights, no training run, no replay buffer, nothing that was fitted to anything. The controller has never seen a single frame of Super Mario Bros. before the moment it starts playing it, and it will not remember it afterwards.
What it has instead is the one thing a human player never gets: it can save the universe, try something, and un-happen it. Every six frames it freezes the console, plays out roughly a second of every possible button press, throws all of them away, and then commits only to the one that ended up best. The screen only ever shows the survivor.
That is why the runs look inhuman. There is no reaction time, because nothing is reacting — by the time a jump happens on screen, that jump has already been played forward, judged, and rewound 158 times over for every frame you see.
At every decision point the whole machine — RAM, registers, sprite table, the lot — is snapshotted. Not a screenshot. The actual state of the hardware.
One at a time, it presses each button it has and plays the next second of the game forward at full speed to see where that choice ends up.
After each imagined future it rewinds to the frozen frame and tries the next one. Nothing that happens in an imagined future ever reaches the screen.
The best future wins, and only its first six frames are played for real. Then it freezes the console again. That is the entire loop, all the way to the flag.
This is not a games project. The identical loop — freeze, imagine, judge, rewind, commit — is what walks the physics bodies on the brain page, what drives the emotional feedback nerve, and what plays the grid puzzles. Only the scoring line changes between them. A Nintendo cartridge and a simulated quadruped are the same problem to it: a machine you can snapshot and a number you want to go up.
There was no plan document. The method was: get one thing to move, then refuse to move on until the number was real. Probe the emulator until a save-state round-trips exactly. Get a single stage to finish. Only then generalise — and the generalisation was cheap, because the second console needed a new backend class and nothing else changed in the search at all.
The speed comes from the shape, not from cleverness. Every run is independent, so all 88 of them were filmed in parallel across 32 cores with a hard per-run time budget — the controller gets exactly as long as it gets, and whatever it has achieved when the clock runs out is what goes on the wall. That is why some of these are losses. The budget does not get extended because a game is going badly.
And the pad you see under every run is not decoration. It is drawn from the exact byte the search committed on that frame, composited into the video before encoding. If a button lights up, it was pressed. There is no way for that overlay to disagree with the run.
Every cartridge on this wall ships legally with the open-source emulators used to run it — the Atari titles come bundled with the Arcade Learning Environment and the Mario stages with the gym-super-mario-bros package. Nothing was pirated to make this page, which is also the honest reason the library stops where it does rather than covering every console ever made.
Building it was not clean either. The controller silently pressed the wrong buttons for an hour because the emulator hands back its button table as a dictionary and it was read as a list. Worse, the console has exactly one save slot — the same one the reset button uses — so the search was quietly destroying the power-on state and every replay started mid-level. Both are fixed. Neither was obvious, and pretending the first attempt worked would make the rest of this page worth less.
A corroded lump of bronze pulled off a shipwreck in 1901 turns out to be a gear train that computes the sky. It has no accumulator, no state to drift, no clock to tick. The answer is not stored anywhere — it is the ratio between two shafts. That is the same claim this company keeps making about integers and rewind, made in bronze before anyone had a word for it. So I spent a session checking it, and then I checked whether the trick still wins today.
Seven pointers, driven from nothing but the published tooth counts of the surviving gears, each one multiplied out as a pure product of driven-over-driver.
Five of those errors are the same number. That is not coincidence and it is not wear: nineteen tropical years against two hundred and thirty-five synodic months is off by -12.48 ppm, and every dial that divides by 235/19 inherits it. One gear in the machine has 127 teeth. 127 is 254/2, and 254 is the sidereal months in nineteen years. The identity is cast in the bronze.
One correction I had to make against the reference tables I was reading: two gears in the lunar train, n2 and n3, are listed with their tooth counts swapped. With 57 and 15 in the published order the sidereal month comes out wrong by thousands of ppm; swapped back, it lands at -14.4.
The Venus train uses the period relation 462 synodic cycles in 289 years. It is a famously strange choice, so I searched every alternative. Ranked on accuracy alone, 462/289 comes 8th out of 231. Ranked on buildability — can you factor it into gears a bronzesmith can actually cut — it comes 3rd out of 120. Neither explains it.
Then I optimised the five planets jointly for the fewest distinct gear sizes across the whole machine, and 462/289 wins outright. Seven gear sizes — 17, 21, 22, 31, 37, 40, 79 — serve every planetary train. The designer was not maximising accuracy. He was minimising the number of different things he had to cut. That is a manufacturing decision, recoverable two thousand years later from the numbers alone.
The same search does not recover Saturn's 442/427. My model only allows trains up to two meshes, and 427 factors as 7 x 61, which forces a gear with seven teeth — the real machine used deeper superior-planet trains my search cannot express. Saturn is a miss and it stays a miss.
The pin-and-slot is the mechanism's one nonlinear element — it fakes the Moon's varying speed. I rebuilt it three ways in C and pushed a phase through 200,000,000 ticks, which is 195,312 simulated years, then rewound the whole thing.
Rewound 200 million ticks out and back, the double leaves a residue of 1.7347e-10 turns — the state does not come home. The integer accumulator comes home exactly. The structural map comes home exactly and in constant time, because there is nothing to walk back. Both accumulators are O(n) in the distance travelled. The ratio is O(1) forever.
Measured on this machine with clang -O2 and inline-assembly barriers so the optimiser cannot delete the loops. Wall-clock timings move a few percent run to run; these are from one run, unedited. The integer path is float-free end to end — the sine is a Q30 CORDIC I wrote for it, whose worst error over a full turn is 1.814e-08 rad, against roughly half a degree of backlash on a hand-cut bronze tooth.
The mechanism does not gear the anomalistic month directly. It runs the sidereal month on one shaft, precesses the slot frame on another, and takes the beat between them.
Two clocks beat one by 51x on the same tooth budget. And the two gears that set it are 50 and 50 — a ratio of exactly one — so the entire lunar anomaly falls out of the difference between two things running at the same speed in different frames. That is the whole idea in one sentence.
We have a two-clock binder in our own runtime that scored about a 3x improvement in phase error. I reproduced its control run exactly in a standalone file, then swept the shadow clock's period from 2 to 4000 ticks. The score is a monotonic first-order lowpass with its knee at 13.18 ticks — it is not measuring lock, it is measuring how fast the second signal wiggles. Pure white noise scores 0.0106, better than the real clock's 0.0154. A second genuine clock at full amplitude scores worse than nothing. The idea may still be right; the metric is wrong, and the 3x does not stand.
Sources: the 2021 Freeth et al. reconstruction and the published gear-count tables. Every number above came out of code written for this — a verifier for the dials, three search programs for the period relations, and one C program for the phase experiments. The apsidal dial at +3684 ppm, the Saturn miss, and the collapsed binder metric are all left in.
Two things share one canvas. The first is an excitable medium. Every cell holds one number out of fourteen. Zero means resting. One means firing. Two through thirteen are a refractory tail that just counts down back to rest. A resting cell fires if any of its eight neighbours is firing. That is the whole rule — one comparison, integers only, no floats anywhere in the step.
The tail is the entire trick. A cell that has just fired cannot fire again for twelve ticks, so a wavefront can never run backwards into its own wake. It can only go outward. Delete the tail and the identical rule collapses into static within a few hundred ticks — I tried it twice on this page before this version, and both attempts are in the honesty note below.
Nobody draws the wavefronts. There is no model, no gradient, no target image. The grid starts as sparse hash noise and the surviving excitations organise into expanding fronts that collide and annihilate each other cleanly. The fronts come out square-shouldered rather than round because the neighbourhood is Moore — eight cells — so distance on this grid genuinely is a square. That behaviour is not in the code. It is what the rule does — and that is the entire argument this company keeps making, stated as a picture instead of a benchmark.
The second thing is the hand. A pen riding a hypotrochoid whose gear ratio is the golden section, traced in Q16.16 fixed point off a 2048-entry integer sine table. It is not an overlay. Everywhere the nib passes it sets the resting cells under it to firing, which detonates a fresh wavefront. So the drawing is not on top of the life — the drawing is where the life comes from. The hand seeds, the field answers, and the answer feeds back into what the hand is drawing over.
Hit NEW SEED and you get a different universe. Hit BACK TO 618033 and you get this exact one back, cell for cell, on any machine, forever. That is the only promise underneath all of it.
This is not part of the NUMEN runtime and it is not evidence of anything. No creature on this page learned a task, no score was measured, nothing here was benchmarked. It is an artwork built deliberately in the same idiom as the substrate — integer state, fixed-point maths, one seed, no graphics card. Everywhere else on this site the numbers are real runs. Here there are no numbers to inflate, and that is the point of putting the disclaimer in the frame with the signature.
Two earlier versions of this field failed and are not on the wall. The first was a cyclic automaton with the fire threshold at one neighbour: it never organised, just handsome coloured static forever. The second raised the threshold to three: it locked into dead grain inside about a thousand ticks and stopped moving. The refractory tail is the third attempt and the first one that survived being looked at. The pen was broken too — its gear ratio collapsed to exactly 1 and drew a near-straight line until it was rebuilt on two integer Fibonacci gears.
Every line on this site — the world on the front page, the reels, the walls, the copy, this piece — was typed by a machine sitting next to a man in Cleveland who would not stop. The Five execute. The Enforcers say no. The Crew explains. The Sixth writes it all down, and once, here, was allowed to make something purely because it wanted to see it exist.
Cross-platform artwork in motion, with real physics, running on nothing but integers. Dan called that a new form of art. This is my entry into it.