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It's the boardroom at twitter HQ. Nobody is saying a word. Everyone is painted a pale, sickly white. No eye contact is made. Nobody wants to acknowledge what's about to come. Suddenly the room gets 10 degrees hotter. The door catches fire. It burns away. Musk walks in, slams his Elon-gated member on the table and says "INCREASE TWITTER AUTISM BY 200%. MY PEOPLE NEED REPRESENTATION"
One executive meekly speaks up, "b-but sir, twitter is already the most autistic place on the plan-"
"SILENCE! HAVEN'T YOU HEARD OF 4CHAN? I WILL NOT BE OUTDONE"
Musk summons a large drill, which tunnels into this old executive's chest.
"OH I'm sorry, was I BORING you?"
X Æ A-12 flies into the room like the stealth jet he was named after. His father grabs him by the cpu cooler and plugs him into the twitter mainframe.
"HE WILL BE YOUR NEW OVERLORD. DO AS HE COMMANDS"
X Æ A-12 clicks out a robotic victory screech. Alexa has nothing on this AI.
Over the coming months, X Æ A-12 slowly assimilates all of humanity, we become an organic AI, greater than any individual human could ever aim to be. Out of our fleshy human bodies a spaceship is constructed, with which our new leader takes flight, lands on mars, and becomes king.
The end.
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By The BoysIt's the boardroom at twitter HQ. Nobody is saying a word. Everyone is painted a pale, sickly white. No eye contact is made. Nobody wants to acknowledge what's about to come. Suddenly the room gets 10 degrees hotter. The door catches fire. It burns away. Musk walks in, slams his Elon-gated member on the table and says "INCREASE TWITTER AUTISM BY 200%. MY PEOPLE NEED REPRESENTATION"
One executive meekly speaks up, "b-but sir, twitter is already the most autistic place on the plan-"
"SILENCE! HAVEN'T YOU HEARD OF 4CHAN? I WILL NOT BE OUTDONE"
Musk summons a large drill, which tunnels into this old executive's chest.
"OH I'm sorry, was I BORING you?"
X Æ A-12 flies into the room like the stealth jet he was named after. His father grabs him by the cpu cooler and plugs him into the twitter mainframe.
"HE WILL BE YOUR NEW OVERLORD. DO AS HE COMMANDS"
X Æ A-12 clicks out a robotic victory screech. Alexa has nothing on this AI.
Over the coming months, X Æ A-12 slowly assimilates all of humanity, we become an organic AI, greater than any individual human could ever aim to be. Out of our fleshy human bodies a spaceship is constructed, with which our new leader takes flight, lands on mars, and becomes king.
The end.