Provisagenus Ai

Coming now from 2B Platform Ding, the depressed robot, cleaned the cocoon holographic messages from mom saying everithing is good in the moon nothing to eat in the scanner and where are you, my loved one? yesterday I worked until I feel pain in my bones I didn't notice your worried look sector five congested with ships what's wrong, can you tell me in the plasma book? calm down we will be happy soon in spite of the sun no coronal mass ejection, you see? it will be a fast travel to the moon colony what are you waiting to really love me? I change my processors and I understand better in the greenhouse the bioplant shrunken static and apathetic Ding start to blatter posted on the edge of the cocoon abrasive sun burns Earth and threat the moon then I enter the password that we agreed and Ding frightened voice echoes off the glass wall his digital noises looks like a plead now that practically everything is twisted metal.