>GO MAKE THE COMPUTER
Alright, alright, it's gotta be good enough by now, yeah? You bring your collection of weird junk to what kind of reminded you of a computer room earlier.
You put the monitor on the "desk." You put the processor thing inside it, though there's nothing to attach it to, so it's just kind of lying in the busted-out back. You decide you'll rest the wooden brain on top of it to be the harddrive. You also put the mannequin hand inside, because that's...the cursor? Really. Okay...you, uh, sprinkle potato chips inside, and then you put the dead mouse on the desk next to it.
You know how weird everything here is but it still feels sort of idiotic.
You know how weird everything here is but it still feels sort of idiotic.
SLOBFERN (Translated from Slobese)
This feels kind of idiotic.
This feels kind of idiotic.
C0-QUEEN DOCTOR STAPHANIE CELIA
Well...you haven't turned it on yet.
Well...you haven't turned it on yet.
SLOBFERN (Translated from Slobese)
It doesn't have a power cord.
It doesn't have a power cord.
C0-QUEEN DOCTOR STAPHANIE CELIA
Shhh...it doesn't know that.
Shhh...it doesn't know that.