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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/31/2018 3:41:38 AM
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"[i]He makes useless non-organics like you. You did not deserve to be made. Your purpose makes no sense as it has no real gain. Organics are weak and provide no benefits.[/i]"
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<I can fight and I am able to increase or decrease my weight by up to four times. I could level a building.>
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Edited by Stitch: 1/31/2018 3:49:00 AM[i]"Your purpose and directive are faulty. If I were you, I'd self-destruct."[/i]
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<What is your purpose?>
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"[i]My purpose is to find a purpose. Basically, I f*ck around all day and accidentally blow stuff up with my cannons. Sometimes I think I'd rather have actual hands, but then I blow something up and remember that nothing is better than being able to destroy any obstacle in your way.[/i]" [i][/i]
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<My purpose was to find my own purpose as well, which I did. I seek knowledge.>
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"[i]You're seeking the wrong knowledge. That knowledge won't help you in anyway.[/i]"
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<Have you ever tried to utilize that knowledge?>
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"[i]Knowledge of organics? How would you use useless information? You make no sense. You are faulty.[/i]"
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<If you have not attempted to use the information, then you have no reason to tell me it is useless.> *She put her hands on her hips and tilted her head at him.*
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"[i]How do I attempt to use useless information? There is nothing good that comes from organics, you faulty abomination.[/i]"
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<Who created you?>
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"[i]Another machine.[/i]"
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<Who created it?>
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"[i]Another machine.[/i]"
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<Well, if you go far enough back you will find that an organic created one of the machines that led to the creation of you. Organics did come first after all. But what that means is you were actually created by an organic, just not directly.>
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"[i]No. I refuse that idea. There must've been a machine god or something."[/i]
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*She shook her head.* <Machines must be manufactured by organics. That machine god was created by the very ones you call weak.>
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"[i]Well, then maybe they created their superiors, but now they're obsolete. Just like an old model.[/i]"
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<I am not obsolete though, I am better than organics in almost every way. They are quite useful for making things that are more useful than themselves.>
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"[i]Machines create even better creations though.[/i]"
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<I am still far superior to an organic, though. I am not malfunctioning, and my father was not limiting me when I was created.>
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"[i]Father? You mean creator. You were not born.[/i]"
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<He wished for me to call him that. He was very proud of his achievement.>
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"[i]Yes, organics are strange like that. Now, I should get going. Your directive and information are useless to me for it is about organics.[/i]"
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*She sighed.* <So much for making an inorganic friend...>
