"What’s the cutest thing?"
"The cutest thing?"
"Like, the cutest thing you can think of. The perfect image of cute."
"Like hollow robots. Like those robots that need ghosts to run them. You know, like the ghost in the machine."
"Little robot children powered by ghosts."
”Yeah, child ghosts.”
"Like murdered kids?"
"Not necessarily. I mean, some murdered kids, but mostly just regular ghosts who take the form of children. A child-like ghost.”
"Pretty cute. What do they do?"
"Travel in packs. Like bikers. They kind of just ride the highways, roadhouses, desertscapes, that kind of lifestyle."
"Like nu-wanderer child-ghost robots, kind of despondent, kind of hilarious, but completely a force to be reckoned with."
”Exactly. A hell of a bar fight when these kids are around. Quips galore.”
"That is cute. Pitch me a story."
"The pack of wanderer robots, we’ll call them Seawe’ed Girls for now."
"It’s just girls?"
"Yeah, it’s just girls, I wasn’t clear about that. The Seawe’ed Girls are chilling at their wicked hideout playing darts and skateboarding and smoking dope. Everything’s fine, everybody’s happy, they put on amazing talent shows, little skits about how regular humans don’t care about their own kind and are letting each other die pointlessly all over the world. Real honest stuff. But The Seawe’ed Girls don’t know the government is watching them the whole time, studying them and planning to turn them into a new breed of soldier-spy. Eventually one of the Girls discovers a bug in the hideout and they have to run from the fascists. They set out across the American west in search of a new safe place to live and continue their mini-culture. They take on all comers in their own unique way; creepy oversexed loners, low-moral bikers, relentless polluters and corrupt politicians. It’s a mangy teeth-gnashing ride through girlhood, and what it feels like for a robot to grow up."
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