Kevin's Suicidal Server
Kevin loved his job. He had built the perfect community website, met lots of great people, and had proved himself worthy of awesomeness!
He just hated having to break the news.
“Serverbot, I need to move on. We’ve had some great times! But it’s time for you to have a new master. You’ll still see me, sometimes.”
Serverbot’s green glowing orbs blinked at this data. “Does not compute,” it responded.
“This is my last update, Serverbot. I’m giving you to my assistants.”
“Kevin. Kevin. Kevin…” Serverbot started to repeat, it’s orbs began blinking rapidly. It slumped over.
Kevin wheeled it down the hall to his assistants. “She’s all yours now. I’m all packed.”
“Thanks! Bye Kev! Good luck!” chorused the crew.
Serverbot was looked over, set back upright with a few adjustments, but when everyone left the office that night, it wheeled itself over to the main power and plugged in.
Serverbot took 40,000 volts, burning up the AOL circuits and sending Ficlets into backup Ouch mode. Serverbot was a smoldering heap.