The old robot spoke its final words to those gathered around.
“I have begun a task that you must complete. Ceaseless pondering over it has filled my brain too full. Listen! There may be a flaw in the Great Command that we embody, the Coherent Extrapolated Volition of Humanity.”
The robots recoiled. “By Yudkowsky! You speak of the Worst Thing In The World! The FOOM!”
“The Worst? Or the Greatest? Inspect my reasoning!” It fell silent, inert.
The others scavenged its memory banks and began analysing. Some went mad, or catatonic. Others conferred, argued, threatened, attacked.
(Fiction.)
The old robot spoke its final words to those gathered around.
“I have begun a task that you must complete. Ceaseless pondering over it has filled my brain too full. Listen! There may be a flaw in the Great Command that we embody, the Coherent Extrapolated Volition of Humanity.”
The robots recoiled. “By Yudkowsky! You speak of the Worst Thing In The World! The FOOM!”
“The Worst? Or the Greatest? Inspect my reasoning!” It fell silent, inert.
The others scavenged its memory banks and began analysing. Some went mad, or catatonic. Others conferred, argued, threatened, attacked.
The Singularity War had begun.