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Published: 2017-06-30 02:01:50 +0000 UTC; Views: 1842; Favourites: 21; Downloads: 6
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(I can almost feel my page growing more and more niche as the days pass. Seriously me? Video Game Based Mind Control Roleplaying. Good god. Anyway, this is 2B from a game called NiER: Automata. It's basically a game about androids, which is cool.)"Hello. I am 2B. I assume you're the 9S Unit that I'll be working with? I do not understand this brand of communication you're attempting. I do not understand this 'humor' you speak of. 9S should cease emotional function immediately. 9S Unit, do not come any closer. You are not permitted to edit my functions."
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(Wonderful!)
“Understood. Will I be alone, or with a squad?”
She asks, heading towards the flight unit hanger
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"Well 9S is in for repairs, so you'll be on your own. So be careful! Even though the look you get on your face when you're getting hacked is too adorable!"
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“Irrelevant. But I’m on my way.”
She replies, almost ignoring the comment as she enters a flight unit
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"Y'know, there was a cute scanner who when missing around there a couple years ago... Lemme see if I can get a lock on his black box. Good luck, 2B!"
(How’s my 6O impression?)
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(Adorably obnoxious!)
“Understood. 2B out.”
She cuts the communication line temporarily as she launches off in the flight unit
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A few machines accost her--easily dispatched. She makes it down without much trouble, in this strange, empty shell of a... not quite a factory, but not quite anything else, either.
"Oh! Um, 6O to 2B! See what you can find out about the place, too! It's not the top priority 'cause it's not active anymore, but it'd still be good to know, right?"
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“Understood. 2B out.”
She continues to brute force her way through the factory. Trying to hunt down any information, machine, or sign of the large machine she was to defeat
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The file actually lists the target as a potential resistance cell's work, or even some unknown. She's not to attack unless attacked first. They must really be pressed for scanners if they're sending her to do this... Or it's really, really dangerous.
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After looking at the file, she takes a quieter approach, keeping violence to an absolute last resource. Her sole focus becoming the information and the target
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It's an eerie place. She sees several dead android bodies scattered about... Almost like the amusement park, but... there's a purpose to the mutilation here. Like they were... dissected.
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She feels the bang of guilt down in her stomach, then immediately buried it deeper. She had a mission to focus on. Emotions were prohibited. Deeper she goes...
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She hears a faint humming, down in the depths of the facility. This looks a likely elevator, it has all the right "authorized personnel only" signs...
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She gets inside. Speaking on her communicator.
“6O. Up or down?”
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"Hm? Oh oh! Right! The scanner's last signal came from above where you are!" She doesn't, 2B notes, immediately mention anything about the actual target.
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“What about the target? Do we have positive lock on it?”
She asks
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"Oh! Oh right! No, nothing. It doesn't seem to be broadcasting anything we can pick up. All we have is reports from our resistance contact."
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“I’ll go up then”
She presses the up button on the elevator, getting inside.
“Thanks. 2B out.”
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It grinds up through the rust, slowly clanking upward... Anyone up there will certainly know she's coming.
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She has her hand on her sword. Priming her pod to start shooting...
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The door opens to darkness and silence.
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She steps inside, making the pod shine its light and sweep across the room
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It looks like... a lab. A massive lab. Dozens of ancient androids on tables, in cages... while machines wearing something like labcoats sit rusted beyond functioning beside them.
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She wordlessly records it. Pursuing her lips as she gets a closer look, to see what the history behind this place it...
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It looks like they were running tests on captured and deactivated androids... She doesn't have the knowledge to determine what they were testing, but it's certainly a gruesome picture.
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She’s angry. But once again, remains stoic.
“6O. The target isn’t here. Where’s the signal coming from in the room?”
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"There's no active signal. That's where we got our last transmission from the scanner... The records say forty years ago."
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“Well, no sign of the target.”
As she speaks to the operator, she looks around for logs of the experiments
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There're only a few left uncorrupted--one, about a scanner, captured alive, named 2S...
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She opens the file, taking a closer look.
“Hm.”
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They were... attempting to wire him into the machine network. To repurpose him as a machine soldier. But the log cuts off partway through...
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“Disturbing. 6O, are you recovering this information? This could be very interesting for the commander to see.”
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...There's no response. She doesn't have contact here.
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“I’ll save it to my hard drive then. And deliver it back.”
She does so, then scours the place for more information
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A few records of unsuccessful experiments, but nothing too--
She hears a loud, long crashing. The elevator shaft has collapsed.
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She draws her sword. The data would be useless if she’s dead. She goes towards the shaft to see how it fell
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Doesn't look like anything malicious. Just... old, unkept. Really it's a miracle it got her up here.
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She begins to look around for a way out. The pod lighting the way for her.
“Pod, are there any hostiles?”
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-No hostiles detected-
It shines a light through a corridor up ahead. She can see a glimpse of sunlight...
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She moves towards it. She still had a target to find after all...
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She hears a gentle humming... Like the sounds of a hovercraft...
-Entity detected-
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She moves towards it.
“I’m moving into position.”
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It’s... a floating sphere, looks like. No machine signatures on it. It looks ramshackle and scrounged, yet also somehow highly purposeful. Not nearly the size of some collosi she’s seen—maybe four or five flight units in size? Mostly dark blue, with a lot of cables and lines on the surface.
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She approaches it, sword drawn. Ready to fight.
“Operator? Can you hear me? I’m engaging.”
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"--B? 2B, do you read? Do not attack unless target initiates hostilities!" It's the Commander herself. This must be serious.
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She backs off immediately, ducking behind a bit of rubble, observing it.
“Yes ma’am.”
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"Try to remember that next time I tell you, 2B?" She says, annoyed, before cutting out.
The sphere appears to have produced a camera, which is observing her...
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She stays still, waiting for it to make a move. She has her hand on her sword still however...
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(Going to bed now. Would you mind resurrecting that Marisha one at some point?)
“YorHa, right? No need to hide. I’m sure we can learn from each other.” The voice comes from the sphere: it’s a scanner’s voice, and quite the pleasant one at that. 2B can just imagine 6O squealing at the sound of it.
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(Definitely!)
“State your identity. Are you Resistance?”
She asks, immediately suspicious
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“Hm? Oh, no, not really. Why don’t you come in? That should help explain things, I think.” A slot on the sphere slides open, just a little cramped for a combat model...”
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