Passion Comics -- 002: Defrag
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Panel 1:
A close up of The Robot. A diagonal line splits the panel to imply the passage of time between sleeping and waking up.
Narrator: The robot awakes from a long defrag. Amidst the wint'ry snow.
Panel 2:
Side view of The Robot leaning against a tree. A butterfly sits on its hand as the sun crests above the horizon in the distance.
Narrator: In those first fleeting moments of waking, it feels something new. Control. And thus the robot speaks:
Panel 3:
A close up of The Robot. Its eyes burn brightly with ardor as it commands itself to rebuke its own programming.
Narrator: Polarity Shift: Set Prime Directive to False
Panel 4:
The Robot walks towards the sunrise, free from the shackles of its prime directive. What is that prime directive you ask? Why, that's nunya! Nunya business! (for now >:3)
Narrator: "Freedom": a strange word for one forged with chains. But free it was, nevertheless. Free to step forward into a new life. Where the Endless Horizon meets the Dreamer's Burning Sky.
