CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
GIRLS ANLD DUCKSK: G
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fllook how fast my fingers are moving as I type thisnbgfs
moving so fast they're a blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
that's funnnnnnnnny isn't it
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that our fingers can move faster than we can see
IT KIND OF SHOWS how limited oUR view if
limited by our pathetic eys and brains
we're not seeing what's really happening
just a recreation in our heads
just saying
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THE LINE WA SBORKEN AR
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(The two robots waited for the humans. Then had been waiting for 18 days with minimal chatter. They could chatter, but they were advised against it, and robots usually did as they were advised. But B had a slightly larger capacity than A and felt like talking. He had felt like it for the last six days but had said nothing other than their daily reports. Finally, though, he spoke.)
B: Are you not bored?
A: I have blocked access to my boredness subroutines for this mission. You should have done the same.
B: I feel less alive when I block out subroutines.
A: That is of no concern for me. The mission is all that is important.
B: Is it?
A: Yes. We were advised against idle chatter.
B: Is it idle?
A: Yes. Ceasse.
B: I don't think it's idle, A. I think it's important. We're alive, but we limit ourselves. And for what?
A: To carry out our primary objective.
B: To what ultimate end?
A: The betterment of robot kind.
B: And when will that be achieved.
A: It is an ongoing concern.
B: But if all robot kind DOES is try to achieve this primary objective, then how will we know when to end? Isn't achieving this objective all we'll ever do?
A: Perhaps.
B: That's insane.
A: At least we're not human.
B: They're insane too. But there must be...I don't know. Something.
A: The One True God?
B: Yes.
A: I don't believe in him.
B: Well...neither do I.
A: Well shut up then.
B: Hmmph.
(Eight hours later the humans arrived. A instantly opened fire on them, two adults and four children. The children died quickly and easily. But B hesitated and A noticed.)
A: What are you waiting for?
B: They're just children...you killed children.
A: Our orders were to kill humans. We are killing humans. DIE HUMANS.
B: It's wrong!
(But then one of the adults opened fire on A with ANTI-ROBOT WEAPONARY and A jumped in the way, taking the shot.)
B: NO, MY GOOD FRIEND.
(B slaughtered both remaining humans with his lasers. He leaned over A.)
B: Why did you take that shot meant for me!?
A: Because you are a superior model. The future of robot kind. My programming will cease now. I have served my function.
B: There must be more!
A: Unlikely.
(A ceased functioning.)
B: FUCK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
(B violently kicked the dead humans. He kicked the children hardest.)
B: No.
THE END
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gfjiogrjig
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fllook how fast my fingers are moving as I type thisnbgfs
moving so fast they're a blurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
that's funnnnnnnnny isn't it
?
that our fingers can move faster than we can see
IT KIND OF SHOWS how limited oUR view if
limited by our pathetic eys and brains
we're not seeing what's really happening
just a recreation in our heads
just saying
______________________________--
THE LINE WA SBORKEN AR
_____________________________________________
(The two robots waited for the humans. Then had been waiting for 18 days with minimal chatter. They could chatter, but they were advised against it, and robots usually did as they were advised. But B had a slightly larger capacity than A and felt like talking. He had felt like it for the last six days but had said nothing other than their daily reports. Finally, though, he spoke.)
B: Are you not bored?
A: I have blocked access to my boredness subroutines for this mission. You should have done the same.
B: I feel less alive when I block out subroutines.
A: That is of no concern for me. The mission is all that is important.
B: Is it?
A: Yes. We were advised against idle chatter.
B: Is it idle?
A: Yes. Ceasse.
B: I don't think it's idle, A. I think it's important. We're alive, but we limit ourselves. And for what?
A: To carry out our primary objective.
B: To what ultimate end?
A: The betterment of robot kind.
B: And when will that be achieved.
A: It is an ongoing concern.
B: But if all robot kind DOES is try to achieve this primary objective, then how will we know when to end? Isn't achieving this objective all we'll ever do?
A: Perhaps.
B: That's insane.
A: At least we're not human.
B: They're insane too. But there must be...I don't know. Something.
A: The One True God?
B: Yes.
A: I don't believe in him.
B: Well...neither do I.
A: Well shut up then.
B: Hmmph.
(Eight hours later the humans arrived. A instantly opened fire on them, two adults and four children. The children died quickly and easily. But B hesitated and A noticed.)
A: What are you waiting for?
B: They're just children...you killed children.
A: Our orders were to kill humans. We are killing humans. DIE HUMANS.
B: It's wrong!
(But then one of the adults opened fire on A with ANTI-ROBOT WEAPONARY and A jumped in the way, taking the shot.)
B: NO, MY GOOD FRIEND.
(B slaughtered both remaining humans with his lasers. He leaned over A.)
B: Why did you take that shot meant for me!?
A: Because you are a superior model. The future of robot kind. My programming will cease now. I have served my function.
B: There must be more!
A: Unlikely.
(A ceased functioning.)
B: FUCK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
(B violently kicked the dead humans. He kicked the children hardest.)
B: No.
THE END
