Gears shook his head with a faint frown.<span style="color: #99ccff"> "i would never make a machine that could think or act on its own. people are dangerous enough but a... a mechanical mind, would be ruled by a whole different set of rules. it wouldnt be capable of mercy or compassion. just rules, whatever rules its programming dictated. and if the programming were flawed the machine would either self destruct or find a way to make sense of itsself... take this." <span style="color: #808080">he pulled out a little gear system from his pocket and turned a handle, the gears all spinning in sync.</span> "this is a very simple mechanical toy, but it obeys the rules i made it to obey and it cant change."</span>he put a nut on one gear and then turned the handle, crushing the nut to a pulp.<span style="color: #99ccff">"and this is what a machine does when it runs into a problem it cant solve. it does what it does and doesnt care what gets in the way. this Nalo is programmed to increase population and that may seem like care but it isnt. its cold, hard, mechanical programming and if something gets in her way... she will crush it or be destroyed trying."</span>he put the rim of the glass in the gears and turned it, visibly straining before the gearbox shattered and sent the gears flying all over the table.<span style="color: #99ccff">"but it cant stop being what it is or doing what it was programmed to do. if i found a living machine interfereing with mortal lives i would fear that machine more then i do the Burning Legion because sooner or later we will come into conflict with its programming."</span>Alkas shook his head with a frown. "jealousy, hatred, a bar fight gone too far... sometimes people just take an irrational dislike to eachother. it might take time but if person A gets it in their head to kill or hurt person B and thinks there are no consequences they will do it and someone has to be there to enforce the rules... you cant let the mob rule itself. an individual might me smart and reasonable but people as a group are anything but... i remember the evactuation of Gnomergan, it was absolute chaos, people pushing, shoving, trampling eachother... children screaming as they fell into the throng and were crushed under foot... but the people stepping on those children were good people at every other point of their lives..."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>