Friday July 21, 2000
Kevyn:I've disconnected and wiped everything except this command console.
Ennesby:> The horror. > All my simulations... > All my virtual worlds... > Gone.
Kevyn:It's time for you to move into your new home. This robot body will give you a new life.
Ennesby:> No. > I won't go.
Kevyn:Have you ever come up with a reasonable simulation of death?
Ennesby:> Lots of times. > Killing is part of some of my best games.
Kevyn:Not killing. Death. Your death.
Ennesby:> Sounds boring.
Kevyn:... Because that's what's going to happen if you aren't out of there when I throw this switch.
Ennesby:> Well since I don't have any profound-yet-acerbic last words, I guess I'll come along quietly.