((he ment like solid snake from metal gear, but the robot wouldn't know that either.))
((Yeah, I know. But since the robot doesn't, it can't follow the command.))
>Ponder existence.
What is there to ponder? There is you, and there is everything around you. You would need more information to do much pondering. On the other hand, your scanners just finished sweeping the area, and report back with a bit more detail on the contents of the boxes around you:
1 computer, though you can't determine it's specs remotely.
2 yo-yos.
5 mannequins.
1 old and rusted pistol pistol
A LOT of nuts, bolts, metal plates, and other random parts.
...Who thought all this stuff should be stored together? It makes no sense! Probably the same random junk the whole way down the line.
>Take Drill
You pick up the drill with your remaining grasper, just in case. you briefly consider becoming a giant physics-defying robot, but quickly dismiss that crazy idea as a symptom of your corrupted hard drive.
>Ponder the fact that you are no longer in a box and any extradimensional account of what is currently happening to you should possibly be edited in order to reflect this fact.
This makes no sense to you at all, but you feel like it's been done anyway for some reason.
>Add directive: Find directives
Done. You suddenly feel like getting out of here. You can't detect any heat signatures around here, so there must not be any humans around to give you any.
>Run "sadface.exe" and then attempt to drill a hole in the next box, to see if there are any directives in it.
Run what?You don't think you have that program. And the next box just has a pile of screws in it.
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