Epitaph

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Epitaph

Title text: Panel 7 is the actual epitaph.

Votey

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Excuse me sir, where can we find your epitaph?

When biological intelligences develop artificial intelligence, they enter a valedictory age. Typically, they gather their greatest poets to write their species' epitaph.

Hm?

They're always simple, even a bit silly, but they have a kind of poignant beauty.

Oh. Oh. We didn't do that.

What'd you do?

Wanked like crazy. Full vr wanks. Relentless.

Like, it heated the atmosphere, man.

We wanked.

No gallant competition for the final sign-off of your kind?

Hm.

Winkity wankity dankity doo

'i

We must preserve them from extinction.

They are so special. So different.

Hey can I get scans of y'all for my holodeck?

Y

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Now the part where the cubes decide they're into me.

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