malraux

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I like sporks. And blancmanges. And eating blancmanges with sporks. Must... Not... Say... It... ALL YOUR SPORK ARE BELONG TO US !!

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Prometheus, Where Art Thou?

by malraux
3-24-01

On a barren, wasted Earth in the 23rd century, the only creatures left roaming are Man's own progeny, the robots. Searching aimlessy, lonely for the guidance of their lost masters, they slowly begin t


	brzzzzt What are you?


	I am your destiny, little metal creature. Touch me, feel my warmth, know my forbidden knowledge.

The more things change...


	brzzzzt Er, aren't you supposed to be giving me an apple or something like that instead?


	Well, I might be able to grub up a can of oil or two... just give us a touch, please?

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