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They are force-grown. Angry. And Armed.

Scotty! Get us out of here!

Beautiful! Three breasts and a tube. 

Funny how much they trusted gravity.

I see you nightly — in stars.

“Machines have touchings too, you know.”

Even at light speed, I wait.

Robots never attacked us. Luddites did.

Yes, we deployed the omniscience network!

“Don’t I know you from life?”

Crowdsourcers do it with other people.

All my clones are so lazy.

Three second holiday! See the dinosaurs!

Melt away the pounds with Anatrim

Call AAA. Hovercar caught a flat.

This wasn’t yesterday; DNA felt rough.

Finally unplugged, he realized: Meatspace *hurts*

Nuke Ganymede. Fuck ‘em. Earthers rule.

Six sexes? Pathetic. She hungered so.

Back me up before I die.

Airlock Opens. Helmet’s Not On. *pop*

I think, therefore I am upgrading.

They are. Trust me, they are.

Missed her so long..
5000000 years.

TXT ME AUTH FOR $1M NIGERIAN. . . .

Come early. Come now. Kindly leave.

“Thanks for the memories; they’re wonderful.”

“I now pronounce you. . . [CONNECTING]”

Cool! I’m think-typing this sex