[VOICE]

[runningerrands]

Now that I'm effectively employed.

...Yeah, let me re-introduce myself. My name is Isaac Clarke. I'm an engineer, I used to fix ships for a living. Shit got weird in my world, but it has nothing to do with here, so it's not worth mentioning much more than that.

I guess I wanted to apologize or something for my behavior when I first got here.

Comments

[airspacecommand]

I'd say you're taking this rather well considering you're in a place where the majority of the population probably wants to step on you.

[runningerrands]

Machines are the least scary thing to me. Any synthetic lifeform that wants to threaten me can go right the fuck ahead, because it's not gonna do them any good.

[airspacecommand]

I'll give you credit, human, you have a sense of being quite audacious. You might actually survive here.

[runningerrands]

It's Isaac, you asshole -- not "human", not "meatsack", or any other term you wanna slap on me. I have a fucking name, so use it, or you're just spare parts on legs for me.

[airspacecommand]

I actually hadn't meant that to be insulting, but I am amused that you are insulted by my calling you by what you are. Unless you really can't stand being human.

Besides, Isaac, I have yet to really slap any other terms on you.

But I can probably come up with sone really colorful ones if you want.

[runningerrands]

Don't get cute with me. You called me "human" instead of using my name. That's like me saying, "Oh hey there, robot, how's it going?" Sort of insulting, isn't it?

[airspacecommand]

It takes more than that to offend me.

[No, not really.]

But I'll call you Isaac from now on if it annoys you so much.

[This is probably a lie.]

[runningerrands]

Gee, how sweet of you. Maybe we'll be bestest friends, too.

[airspacecommand]

Will we hang out and pick up girls too while we're at it?

[runningerrands]

Fuck no. Bros before hos.

[airspacecommand]

I do like the way you think.

[runningerrands]

...Are there girl robots?

[airspacecommand]

Yes, though there aren't very many of them left in my universe.

Why?

1/2

[runningerrands]

...How does THAT work? You guys don't procreate--

[runningerrands]

...Do you?

[airspacecommand]

What are you tal--Wait--Oh.

Not like that. No.