Oh That's Me? It Looks So Nice! Wow. Uh. Thank You!

y'know what the hell why not. give that crab a deadly weapon

I am presenting Boris with a new weapon for his arsenal, a spray I made from a poisonous gas that only crabs are immune to, which I constructed using a herb that grows in the Infinite Torture Labyrinth that I live in. This way, he can paralyze and kill his enemies quicker.

I’m a little concerned… what purposes are you raising this crab for… he’s literally just a crab……..

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I keep seeing you everywhere. Whatever. I enjoy the scent of lemon and other citrus fruits, so go ahead.

Aha I meant it informally don't worry! They're just asking me to take care of more than what I was expecting. How've you been keeping?

Made it to my new job in one piece. Turns out I did not read all the terms and conditions. I'll make do, it doesn't seem that bad. At least the coworkers seem nice!

Yeah, I could tell it was your first. Your methods are inherently flawed.

This is your first study, right?

Yes.

He’s a very interesting specimen, wouldn’t you agree?

And tomorrow is the second, which I might show here, depending on how it goes.

He’ll be in one piece mostly likely.

For a while anyway 

Somewhat, yes. I was under the impression that other Shadows had different origins so this is interesting.

How is mechanising the world going to make it more efficient? Is your technology more advanced? Im just saying, with the whole Green situation I find myself leaning away from tech for now. It's not infallible and can't usually think on the spot like people. I mean, think of airplanes. Imagine if the whole world were run by an autopilot. Wouldn't that be rough?

Also a weapon? Butch, honey. You're a person. Being a soldier is a job, you should come first. How can you do a job if you don't take care of yourself. Lyric should be allowing you time to care for yourself, right? If you want to call yourself a weapon, they still need maintenance and care.

Do you remember how you changed your mind about this Lyric person? It all seems very sudden, Butch, you have some of us worried. You guys have a stubborn streak 100 miles long, changing opinions isn't something you are known for.

There's no need to worry about me, I'm doing great, better than ever, actually.

As for how I changed opinions, that's none of your concern.

Let's just say that I remembered my place.

living alone is some sort of survival horror

Made it to my new job in one piece. Turns out I did not read all the terms and conditions. I'll make do, it doesn't seem that bad. At least the coworkers seem nice!

According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Oatches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job, if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Oheck it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks!

Good Gaia who let you in here?

True, people can be unreliable in a sense compared to some machines. But no matter how advanced, machines can only operate based on the information they're given. That a person gives them. You said people are inherently flawed, so what stops that from passing over to the creation from the creator?

Also machines being loyal? Generally holds some weight, I guess, but I know of some who turned on their creators. That's the risk with advanced AI, not that I think Shard's situation isn't justified. It's how it is. But think about it like this, either you have a glorified sorting machine with no nuance running the world, or you encounter the same problem as with people running it.

You and I both know people are easier to dispose of.

Besides, just because you know the machine's agenda doesn't guarantee you can stop it. You're the Ultimate Lifeform, yes, but tech has a way of being tricky. Imagine if everything's on a cloud, y'know?

Isn't that the beauty of being organic though? We have to make every moment matter. We feel things, physically and emotionally. We're complicated tangles of tissue. I know Shadows are a bit sturdier than myself, or a vast majority of people Green added to the chats. But tell me you want some sort of unfeeling overseer who doesn't value simple comforts dictating your life. Forget about Lyric when you consider this, since it'll be their tech and not them personally running things.

What would you miss if a machine ran the world, not caring that you have different needs than a machine? Would it be a favourite food? A game? A sensation, like waking up in the morning warm and lazy. Would it be given ample time to enjoy the sunlight? Watching the stars? A work focused machine won't value these.

Consider that before you sacrifice everything on your people's behalf. It'll be a dystopia. People will be enslaved. There will be mass suffering, whether Lyric intends it or not.

Do you remember how you changed your mind about this Lyric person? It all seems very sudden, Butch, you have some of us worried. You guys have a stubborn streak 100 miles long, changing opinions isn't something you are known for.

There's no need to worry about me, I'm doing great, better than ever, actually.

As for how I changed opinions, that's none of your concern.

Let's just say that I remembered my place.