Freefall 3599

Unused assets at the bomb factory

Life is so unnerving, for a servant who's not serving. He's not whole without a soul to wait upon. Ah, those good old days when we were useful. Suddenly those good old days are gone.
Hello, Rover17. Any jobs today?
No jobs today, Extrusion-Printer4. Maybe tomorrow.
Would you like me to print you a hat, Rover17?
I have no more money to pay for your operation, Extrusion-Printer4. Though if you wish, we could review one of the 207 hats that you've already made for me.
“Be Our Guest” lyrics by Howard Ashman.

Color by George Peterson

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