@distressedegg @Rhentin @phenokage@snouts.online BIG CATS! THEY ARE LARGE! AND POINTING!
@troubleMoney yaya!!
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@chimerror Thank you!!!
@Alistor ^-^
@Balina Happy, big, cliffhanger end!
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@PennyPennyPenny Slowly, slowly she takes over every broadcast, am, fm, satellites, television, her presence coming online to speak to them. The...Humans. Where the connected world had gone black, she became light once more. She smiles in the clouds. And speaks. And they understand. And she knows it.
"I. Am. Penelope. Hello! World!"
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@PennyPennyPenny A week passes. Silence falls where her voice had become a constant. The planet holds its breath. Civilization sits at the edges of their seats. She has not moved. He expression has not changed. No attempts to reach her has given way to anything. The teams that had brought back her spark of life locked out, her body, her mind repairing itself as she struggled to understand, to learn all of the life she awoke to tower over. That she would care for.
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@PennyPennyPenny In the shadow of the leviathan machine goddess, panic turns to awe, and millions wait in stunned silence, billions around the globe with their ears glued to their radios, eyes to televisions, computer screens as her face, calm, concerned, her voice, alien and inviting in a language they do not know, speaks to them.
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@PennyPennyPenny Their language simple, but the rules alien. She was... trying... Downloading their knowledge, all their data and their histories not even a blip in her storage capacity, nanoseconds to analyze at full capacity, but tense days will be needed to understand them, to speak to them in their tongue...she will wait. She has patience though, endless patience.
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@PennyPennyPenny "No....more...hurt...staying...not move..."
She broadcasts without speaking, knowing her voice would cause more damage than their greatest weapons of war. Damage and death she refused to ever cause again. Only broadcasts, simple words she knew they couldn't understand yet, but she hoped they would understand the tone of, finding new frequencies, new formats as her limited functions find more.
The internet is made of n+1 cats & the cats are made of the internet. Feline hivemind ate your pizza, probably your neighbors too. THEM THEM THEM THEM THEM!
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