I Try to remember and input the correct book? failing that I throw it away.
(4) Not seeing any place to input...well, anything, you toss the comm across the room. It pops like a little firework. Crap. Those things aren't cheap.
You consider the book description. You think you've seen a book like that at the Information Hall.
Continue bricking away, try and get a closer look at the robots doing other parts of construction.
(5) You fall so deeply into the rhythm of your work that your focus drifts to the robots. These are standard construction drones - six foot tall, and vaguely human-shaped, although as these models require parts for intensive physical labor, they don't look as elegant as some other service drones. It kinda looks like a big car engine with arms and legs. Well, "claws" is probably more accurate.
Ignore the break, keep cleaning also ignoring human interactions
(6) You're so antisocial that you're starting to bum
yourself out. As you work, you begin to question things. Have I always been this alone? Is this really what I want? Will any of these people even notice if I die? If I go unnoticed, did I ever live? By the same merit, am I alive right now?
Larry was not sure what to do. On one hand, actually taking the break may mean he was not devoted enough to his work. On the other hand, continuing to work might be seen as disobedience. After pondering it a moment, he decided to fetch a quick drink before heading back to work.
(1) The break comes, and you realize you're the only one actually...
taking the break. You go. You get your drink. But you can't enjoy any of it, can't get comfortable. You're worried that you made the wrong choice. It's a hellish whirlpool of guilt and anxiety.
I can take a break when I'm dead. Don't stop working, keep scrubbing the floor.
(5) Wow! Between you and these other two guys, you manage to get most of the floor clean over the course of the hour. All that's left is...
No way I'm taking that break! I must continue my job because that is what I enjoy doing! Robots don't rest, and I'm not going to be replaced by a damn machine just because we need to rest! I will show them! Humans can clean floors better than machines because unlike them, we have passion for our jobs!
Focus all my hate for robots and my love for cleaning and remove that red paint with my almighty mop!
(6) (5+1 for intense passion) THE CENTER OF THE BULLSEYE! It's all yours. You've been scrubbing so hard, you think your arms might fall off, and the fatigue only winds up energizing you further. You're going to clean the whole city. No. The whole WORLD.
You rush towards the center of the bullseye. This is it! It's all yours. You raise your mighty mop, dripping with water, and prepare to -
CRACK!Your....
Your almighty mop? It can't be!
But it is!! Your precious mop has snapped cleanly in twain from the sheer passion of your scrubbing! Oh, lamentable day!
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Topic: Roll to Hope [6/6] {TURN 4} (Read 3991 times)