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[The username reads as 'Bismarck.' The picture is of a nondescript piece of purple-painted metal. Is there a pattern here with the previous post? Huh, he didn't notice.]
Tell me a little about your world?
[The request is simple, and harmless enough. No one is obligated to answer, no one is obligated to answer with details if they do.
[It's just a little bit of recon, that's all.]
Tell me a little about your world?
[The request is simple, and harmless enough. No one is obligated to answer, no one is obligated to answer with details if they do.
[It's just a little bit of recon, that's all.]
no subject
text -> audio
wait a second
[She's been looking at the option to switch to audio for the past moment or two thinking that sounds much easier. So she does.] Sorry, I've never written a conversation before - or written anything at all. This is easier.
[She clears her throat.] The Old Ones - the ancient humans - relied on machines to fight their wars for them. Eventually they lost control of the machines, and the whole world perished. Everything, gone.