“But, how did you know that the file contained their secret plans for world domination?”
“Because it was labelled ‘secret plans for world domination’.” — RecklessPrudence
K’orvoth could not believe that the humans would be that stupid. Or stupid enough to lable said plans in all known languages where anyone could read it.
Or to leave such things on an unsecured commconsole in the open.
He could not believe this windfall. “Decrypt it at once,” he ordered. “We will soon see how these humans plan to conquer us and foil them at every turn.“
The progress bar was alarmingly fast…
Then every monitor on K’orvoth’s vessel began playing the same data. Syrupy, synthesised chords filled every speaker. A human in loose-fitting clothing danced like a spavined marionette against a pastel background.
"Oooh… We’re no strangers to love,” it sang in Human. “You know the rules and… so do I…”
*
“What do you mean, you ‘Rickrolled the entire enemy fleet’?”
“Um,” Tahir tangled her fingers. “Well… I never thought they’d fall for my honey trap? So… I kinda made the virus file super-agressive? Andum… it’s spread like wildfire.”
“Officer Tahir, there is a special blend of genius and outright lunacy. I think you got the gold-plated version.”
Tahir grinned like an embarrassed school kid. “Uhm. Thanks?”
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