You killed the Forum!
You bastards!
You bastards!
The Topic: Oh my God!
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I don't want to die, I am only a young SOMAD. Even in Slovenia, we have a longer life expectancy than this.
Andrej, I was thinking. Since the Matrix will not stay stable for long, and we are all doomed anyway, maybe you'd like to... just once...
No.
It was worth a shot. I am prepared for The Release.
Wait. There is a way.
Meanwhile, thousands of lightyears away:
Captain, we are receiving an emergency distress call. It appears to be originating from the research vessel Kosakashi Maru, at coordinates 128.2 189.30.
That's in the Neutral Zone! If I have to risk life and limb to rescue just one more ship from the damn Neutral Zone...
Set course for the Neutral Zone. Maximum warp.
2 hours later:
Captain, I have the Kosakashi Maru on scanners. The ship is damaged and decaying rapidly. This is odd. There appear to be no life forms aboard. No escape pods have been jettisoned.
It's a trap! Get us out of here, Mr. Sulu!
The Captain will of course recall, we are the only two on the bridge.
We are? Huh, we are. Were is everyone else? This isn't like the dream where I'm alone in the bridge, and get really hot, and take off all my clothes, but then the transporter malfuctions and beams me directly to...
Um, Mr. Spock, get us out of here!
Captain, something has happened. The Kosakashi Maru has initiated a subspace link with our main computer. Something has been uploaded.
What? What has been uploaded?
It would appear to be... this is highly irregular, Captain. It appears to be a 38 terabyte database of 20th century Earth pornography.
Porn? In this day and age? I'd better, uh, check it for, uh, stowaways.
Stowaways in an electronic database?
Besides, it's gay pornography.
Remember.
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