About the last post--I should have said prompt fest, but it can also be considered a mini drabble thon. Whatever you want to call it, this is how it'll go--
Comment with a prompt or phrase (i.e. "pear", "the clock winds down", "strike", etc.). Someone, anyone, can then write something small based on that prompt and reply to your comment with what
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Directive A-113 . . . that's what the 700 year old directive was called, that Auto had followed all this time. In the past, that sort of loyalty to one's directive would have inspired admiration in Eve, but now she just sort of felt sad. In the end it only resulted in Auto being shut down and forgotten, collecting dust on an equally abandoned starliner.
Why did he follow it for so long? Was it loyalty to Shelby Forthright? The desire to keep control of the humans? Or was it the only thing he had left?
Eve didn't know the answers to those questions. Eventually she moved closer to Auto and brushed some of the dust off his casing, then turned and left as confused as she was when she arrived.
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