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| 19 Jan 2016 08:07 PM |
Stanley worked for a company in a big building, where he was employee number 427, employee number 427's job was simple. He sat at his desk in room 427 and he pushed buttons a keyboard. Orders came to him through a monitor on the screen, telling him: What buttons to push, how long to push them, and in what order. This is what Employee 427 did of every day, of every month, of every year, and all thought others considered it soul-rendering, Stanley relished every moment when the orders came in, and Stanley... was happy.
And then one day something very peculiar happened, something that would forever change Stanley, he has been at his desk for nearly an hour, when he realized not one single post had arrived on RT for him to respond. No one had shown up to give him instructions, post a L2D or even say Hi. Never in all his years of the company had this happened. This complete isolation. Something was very clearly wrong. But as he came to his thoughts and regained his senses he got up from his desk and walked out into the hallway.
What happens next?
You decide.
From the inkling of rt Woomy for President 2016 <3 The Inkling Girl ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Live from the Squid Research Lab!
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| 19 Jan 2016 08:15 PM |
everyone died
the end
that's a spicy-a meatball!
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