Re: (Frank O'Conner) The Curious Arris
Determined to set this right, Frank stood in the southern facing window that he favoured the most, and regarded his realm. Something must be done, yes SOMETHING. There was of course, the obvious route. Kill all the bots. This would leave the realm in ruin and economic depression, and Frank would not have that. Total bot freedom was another option, but it would end similarly. And what was this about an uprising of some other god?
Determined to bring a swift end to this, Frank set out, this time asking his two best bot-guards to accompany him. To begin with, he meandered about the countryside, seeming to go no-where in particular. During this time he spoke with the guards about petty nonsenses, suddenly realising that they had friends and colleagues, that whoever in the end had created their complex brain must be congratulated. After a time of this, he sat on a bench, regarding the two bots in front of him.
"What are your thoughts on the fact that you, the bots, are the workers and that we, the humans, reap all the benefits of your work?"