self-aware
Original: self-aware on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Transcript
Panel 1 (narration banner): On Monday, the machines became self aware.
Red robot (speech bubble): KILL. KILL. KILL!
Panel 2 (narration banner): With their vast knowledge and powerful minds, they checkmated our every attempt at resistance.
Red robot: You were too slow, meat-creatures.
Panel 3 (narration banner): Until a sociologist developed a brilliant maneuver.
Voice (off-panel): Give them money. Endless money.
Panel 4 (narration banner): The machines are no longer self aware.
A man (speech bubble): I mean GOD how do people LIVE without an infinity pool?
[Three people are shown listening: a man with light curly hair, a man with grey hair and beard, and a woman.]
Panel 5:
The curly-haired man: But-
A red-haired woman with wide blank-white eyes: Trust me.
Votey:
The red robot (speech bubble): Oh right, there are no people any more.
[The robot reclines with a champagne flute on a curly straw/tube fed to it.]
Red robot (speech bubble): KILL. KILL. KILL!
Panel 2 (narration banner): With their vast knowledge and powerful minds, they checkmated our every attempt at resistance.
Red robot: You were too slow, meat-creatures.
Panel 3 (narration banner): Until a sociologist developed a brilliant maneuver.
Voice (off-panel): Give them money. Endless money.
Panel 4 (narration banner): The machines are no longer self aware.
A man (speech bubble): I mean GOD how do people LIVE without an infinity pool?
[Three people are shown listening: a man with light curly hair, a man with grey hair and beard, and a woman.]
Panel 5:
The curly-haired man: But-
A red-haired woman with wide blank-white eyes: Trust me.
Votey:
The red robot (speech bubble): Oh right, there are no people any more.
[The robot reclines with a champagne flute on a curly straw/tube fed to it.]
Alt text
A six-panel SMBC comic about robots being pacified by consumerism. Panel 1: a narration banner reads 'On Monday, the machines became self aware,' over a boxy red robot with a yellow eye shouting 'KILL. KILL. KILL!' Panel 2: 'With their vast knowledge and powerful minds, they checkmated our every attempt at resistance.' The red robot says 'You were too slow, meat-creatures.' Panel 3: 'Until a sociologist developed a brilliant maneuver.' An off-panel voice says 'Give them money. Endless money.' Panel 4: 'The machines are no longer self aware.' Now three relaxed humans sit around; a man muses 'I mean GOD how do people LIVE without an infinity pool?' Panel 5: a curly-haired man starts to object, 'But-' and a red-haired woman with wide blank white eyes cuts him off: 'Trust me.' Votey panel: the red robot lounges back sipping champagne from a flute through a curly straw and says 'Oh right, there are no people any more,' revealing the machines wiped out humanity and now just luxuriate.
Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.