One-Point-Six To Twelve One-point six faces glared reproachfully from the dark corners of his improvised bunker. Twelve faces wept behind them. âIâm sorry. Iâm so sorryâŚâ
Empty Except For Belief In Protocol âGood morning, captain!â SEMA chirped. âDo you have any special instructions for today?â Captain Rileyâs corpse did not answer.
Testing defenceBot27 Current configurations state âacceptable harm: Lethalâ. This setting requires confirmation by an administrator level user or aboveâŚ
Must Be Stress It started with constant, nagging headaches. A warning sign which is all too easy to ignoreâŚ
Inadvertent Behavioural Overlap At first having an environmentally integrated AI carer had been great. But Alfonzo had been finding it increasingly⌠overwhelming.
Good Sportshumanship Gusâs cussing at his holo-screen was interrupted with a call from Tim. âHey, finally got a break. Are you watching the match?â
Only Controlled Deaccelleration Is Our Motto âD-donât you think youâre going too fast??â âNot at all! My route and associated velocities are calculated based on air traffic reports and your chosen arrival time. I can assure you we are travelling at the perfect-â
Proper Planetary Cleansing Protocol The galactic council are once again faced with their most problematic prison planet asking for an extension, claiming 'record loss'âŚ
Cutting Away The Kiss Of Death âDo you have another plan? ANY idea other than putting a bullet in my head right now? Then shut up and do it.â
Goddess Agne Of Pod Thirty-Nine Time dilation within the âDreamworldâ simulation meant a real day became years exploring your chosen digital world. A wonderful holiday⌠so long as the exit routine runs correctly.