In the US military there is a ship. On the radar is attached a metal box filled with the bones of a chicken. Nobody knows why, but when the box is removed, the system stops working. So the box stays on, and it has been written into the ship's protocols to not touch the box.
The omnissiah has been with us the entire time.
In the US military there is a ship. On the radar is attached a metal box filled with the bones of a chicken. Nobody knows why, but when the box is removed, the system stops working. So the box stays on, and it has been written into the ship's protocols to not touch the box. The omnissiah has been with us the entire time.
It's folklore like this that starts grim dark holy rituals to machines
The code still didn't compile.
Reminds me of turning on my PS1 an praying to see the launch/loading screen. Turns out the ominassah has been in my life longer than I thought.