It's quixotic; Humans. We are such a miracle of life, yet have so much unused potential. It's a waste honestly. But is it? We continue to argue this topic.
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Will the heat ever stop? I travel across the barren wasteland of what remained in the area where Oregon was located. Rumors of a civilization in Seattle were told to me by the few wandering people I had encountered along the Pacific Coastline. I was currently on my way to the remains of Portland, where a vault had been built. Taking out a makeshift 'stun-sword', a weapon I had created myself to do away with robots I might encounter, I lower a cloak over myself, to camouflage somewhat into the wasteland. Robot populations were very dense near vaults, and as I was heading towards one, this was a danger I had to take note of.
*after a few hours following the latter events*
The first robot. I detached a portion of the stun sword and took off what was called a 'tazer', but I had personally modified the gun to short out the circuits of robots. I take aim, getting low on the ground, and trying to avoid any and all danger. I crawl near the robot slowly, and stop about 25 meters or so away. My aim is focused on its arm, where a heavy artillery weapon is located. I shoot, and land the shot. Quickly, I grab my stun-sword and jump onto the robot and shoving the blade into the motherboard of the machine. It falls, and I pull out the blade and run back to the base of the tazer where I detach the currently used ammo. I stand in awe as the machine makes an effort to survive.
It's almost like a human..
What have we done?
