Carousel of Dreams and Sorrows
The Octobot
Each character on the Carousel of Dreams and Sorrows at Immersiva has a poem story. This is the machine poem for the Octobot.
Charlatans
All my friends
Are Charlatans
Beetlebots
And videonauts
In dark nights
With search lights
Broken hearts
Are useful parts
Carry me
From the streets
And love me though
I'm obsolete
All my friends
Are Charlatans
Beetlebots
And videonauts
In dark nights
With search lights
Broken hearts
Are useful parts
Carry me
From the streets
And love me though
I'm obsolete
One of the thoughts i had about the robots on Immersiva is that they are also hunted for spare parts by salvagers. The programming that allows a robot to feel love would be quite valuable. While they are hiding and hunted they would dream of someone who would come to protect them. Perhaps another robot or even the people who ran the theme park long ago.
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Oddity 2: I was thinking that in the future those doctors would have disposable computer screen papers. So they would use the paper like a computer and when done just crumple them up and toss them with the info already stored online.