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Space
Yon placed his coffee down on the desk with a thud.
"What is wrong with this damn ship?", he exclaimed violently. "Why can't you do anything? This is just about as much damn use as knowing the entire Harry Potter series! Computer! Tell me what the devil is going on here!"
"I believe part of the problem could due to the fact you have just spilt coffee down the half of the main control console", the computer replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"That makes ab- What? Oh. Yes. I see." - Yon looked at the Main Control Console, which was pratically swimming in coffee. As one would expect, this was not very good for the MMC's health.
"Would you like me to get a service robot to clear up the mess and repair the MCC?", the computer said, wondering how this idiot of a human had managed to buy this spaceship in the first place.
"Yes, please."
"Okay, hold on."
The computer asked the Robot Controlling Program for a service robot. The robot controlling program told the computer to hold on, while it asked the Robot Service Bot Controller for a robot, which told the Robot Controlling Program to hold on while it asked a service robot, which replied with "OK". The Service Bot Controller then told the Robot Controlling Program 'here you go, here`s what you asked for', then the Robot Controlling Program told the computer 'Here is a service robot'. All of this took a few nanoseconds to do.
"The service robot is on its way. In the meantime, I suggest you refrain from drinking anymore coffee. I can see you would be capable to totally inhibting this ships ability to do anything with just a pot of decaf."
"Shut up," said Yon. "Don't get smart with me. I'm the one in charge here, and I can easily switch you off.
"Yes, you can, but you'd be useless without me."
"I bet I wouldn't."
"I caculate you would."
"Fine then, just watch me."
"Very well."
Yon turned off the computer. Everything was fine. However, a few seconds later the lights on the ship turned off, all doors shut, and even the giant Cable TV on A Deck switched off.
"Oh. Damn."
Yon fumbled his way around the bridge until he found a door. He found it, might I add, quite painfully with his head.
"Open," he said to the door.
Nothing happened.
"Open!" he screamed at the door.
Nothing happened.
"OPEN!" he shouted while pummeling on the door.
"Fine..."
Yon once again fumbled his way across the bridge until he found the computer's "ON" switch. He, quite reluctantly, turned it on.
"See? I caculated you wouldn't last without me, and indeed you didn't.", said the Computer smartly.
"Yes, fine, stop gloating about it."
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Hmmm... huh?
Is this supposed to be somewhere else?
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Nah, it's just something I made up out of boredom.
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I like your style of writing.
You could join the nice sci-fi role play in the RP forums with this piece. :wink:
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I guess it could either be artist corner or senseless banter; I pronounce it Artist's banter
Pretty interesting, though
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Kaniaz I do not see you around the Artist's Corner too often.
I thought it was cool but what scares me is that my computer would not allow me to click on this sight. It shut of twice and derected me towards another link. In fact I am suprised it has let me finis