Morning Spam

[Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many]

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Worker: Here, try this punching bag out.

Boss: Punching bag? What's their name?

Worker: No, this bag hanging from the ceiling. Just try it.

Boss: [punches the bag] Hey! That's a lot tougher than the ones that whine
like pansies when you punch them.

Worker: Isn't it satisfying?

Boss: [punches bag more]

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Researcher: Where's Boss?

State/Cleanup Worker: Punching a punching bag in there.

Researcher: Poor punching bag! What's their name?

State/Cleanup Worker: No, one that hangs from a ceiling.

Researcher:
....... [forgot this bit]

State/Cleanup Worker: Y'know, I get pretty tired of you guys complaining
all day with pansy phrases like "it's so hard to walk when your legs are
ripped off". Some of us actually do what Boss wants. Some of us are happy
putting a wire to one of Boss's bits of silicon into our striatum and
feeling wonderful for the rest of our lives. Things can actually go well,
you know.

Note: complaining about being severely maimed and disregarded is highly
expected and people can really make severe mistakes if the complaints don't
get made

Researcher: Boss had us make the AI, not the implants. I don't know where
they came from, maybe some government?

Worker with their scalp missing, wires and microchips hanging everywhere
out of their brain: What implants? There are implants? [turns back to their
video chat]

State/Cleanup Worker: It's not an implant, it's the Will of Boss. He speaks
to our hearts.

Disguised Vivisectee: We think Boss lost his memory of the implants during
the takeover.
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