Dododex
ARK: Survival Evolved & Ascended Companion
Ok DTG, this is Poecilotheria Metallica from the potential future timeline where this argument becomes a full-out war that lasts several centuries because you leave an immortal AI implanted with your incapability to give up on an idiotic cause behind after you die so that the war can never be ended,
Get a conscience now before that future timeline happens,
If you really care about an apocalypse not happening, you won't care that the version of you from this timeline dies if you do,
Of course, you have such a massive ego that will almost certainly not happen.
anyway,
how's it going in the past? Back here in the future what's left of humanity is either hiding out in Australia until this is over or killing each other on a battlefield because you created D.T.G, the thing I mentioned earlier, don't ask me what the acronym means
to attempt to win even beyond the grave, hope you don't mind me saying, but it really is an annoying thing, right now it's exterminating a bunch we sent in to disconnect power from it's acid pumping system, oh yeah, did I mention it pumps sulphuric acid into the clouds to flush anybody out of their hiding places? Well, anyway, out of the so far. . . Hang on. . . Let me just consult that mathematician dove. . . 999,999,999,999,999,999 possible timelines,
at least one of which involves us sitting and glaring at each other silently for a full week before we end up fainting from dehydration and sleep deprival.
5 involve you admitting you are just saying I must be right because ____ and walking away.
Another still involves me building a large lunar colony with no WiFi just to get away from this argument.
Another involves both of us admitting this was a total waste of time, before arguing over the exact definition of a total waste of time, before admitting that a more valid debate would be the Intelligence of dodos, then starting the circle all over again. And again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, I could keep saying this all day, but I have to go shoot down some drones with a Gatling gun modified to fire stale bread. . . Did I mention we're really low on real ammunition? It would be hilarious what sort of things everybody has managed to use as weapons if it weren't a total apocalypse over here.
Ps. Are robins normal in your timeline? In ours they. . . Went down a few abandoned evolutionary paths. . .
Let's just say being attacked by a swarm of fanged robins that can reduce a human body to a skeleton in a quarter of a picosecond is not fun. . . They did make a nest in the D.T.G's circuits though, it was banging itself on the floor and having seizures from a broken brain wire, slightly dangerous when the thing banging it's head on the wall is a ten meter tall spherical robot. . . But it was still amusing to watch from a distance.
Poecilotheria metallica. Who managed to retain sanity in a nuclear apocalypse.
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