If you listen very carefully, you might hear thoughts escaping.
"This machine will have eyes, ears, and a voice."
Eyes
Light without sun, smoke, soot.
Ears
Distant rumblings, the crackling of fires.
Voice
"I never imagined the carnage would be so horrible."
"You sent the most capable, dedicated people you had out to save the human race, what did you think would happen?"
posted by pitfinder at 6:57 PM
It's all about me, isn't it? Me, me, me, me. Well, I'm sorry, but what about...oh, never mind.
| Your Eyes Should Be Brown |
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| In a Past Life... |
 Where You Lived: Ireland. How You Died: Buried alive. |
| You Are 50% Weird |
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| Your Brain's Pattern |
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| You Are Death |
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| Pepperoni Pizza |
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| Your Hidden Talent |
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| You Are Midnight |
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| Your Quirk Factor: 58% |
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| You Should Be a Science Fiction Writer |
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Yay you're back:-)
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