Entry #0084 Yellow Kingdom
- aaruniabhishek
- Jul 1, 2023
- 2 min read
Nous was walking the golden path of the Yellow Kingdom.
The barren land felt like it had been cursed, yet Nous kept marching on in his search for the prophesier.
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As he journeyed further into this strange place, he noticed an abundance of cacti everywhere: they seemed to be infesting and consuming the once-vibrant kingdom.
Nous shuddered at what could have caused such a thing and pressed onward, hoping to find answers.
He silently hoped that whatever horror had occurred here hadn't finally taken away his chance to meet with the fabled prophesized.
The yellow robot holding the remote to the space television nodded in disappointment as he knew something was wrong with the home-buying Ponzi.
The yellow robot held the remote tightly in its hands, its metallic fingers carefully gripping it. Its antennae twitched as it realized something was wrong with the home-buying Ponzi scheme.
It had thought it would be able to generate a steady income, but this wasn't going to happen after all.
It nodded in disappointment and quietly shut down the remote, wondering what would come next.
Desperate for answers, it sought help from a fellow robot who could give insight on how to repair the issue and reclaim its potential profits.
With newfound determination, the robots set out on their mission and began searching for advice to lead them out of this mess.
The robots crowded in the corner of the dark room, planning their next move with silent efficiency.
Their metallic hands gripped the remotes tightly as they plotted, heads close together, eyes bright and focused.
Though their plans were unknown to us humans, it was clear that they meant business; crossed arms and determined glances spoke volumes of their will to succeed.
It seemed almost comical - a group of robots scheming with remotes in hand!
Yet whatever mission they had set for themselves held an air of mystery and excitement.
Who knew what these machines could do?
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