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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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The "9S" unit did not stop and grabbed B2 and quickly pinned her against the nearest wall, holding her limbs down as it continue to speak strangely "Must transfer Data Must accomplish mission Unit will capture they unit must forefill orders." Out from it's stomach area came what looked like a data transfer device but it looked weird like the robot it wasn't made by a professional."
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Being a combat android, she pushes his thinner frame off. Trying to lift him off.
βYou are malfunctioning. Get off me!β
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"Negative I cannot be defective my master made from parts to complete this task." Although very clunky and and even a bit jerky this robot was more then match for her, he moved back so she wouldn't be able to lift him. then he attempts to grab her again.
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She backs up, but he manages to get her leg.
βYou are a unit of Yorha! Cease your resistance.β
She reaches for her blade
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"You are incorrect I sever Sir Erec not Yorha, he rebuilt me when I was almost dead now I was complete my mission as thanks." He drones out before grabbing her sword before her. he then pins her againΒ with the help of the sword and again the strange data transfer deice appear and itΒ forcefully sticks it self inΒ the back of her head. "Begin downloading."Β
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She struggles, still trying to fight, even while the download has began.
βIβll destroy you...and your master...β
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"You will not destroy master Erec that is no longer possible for you unless he orders it." the cable glows as new programming is forcefully transferred into her.
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She gasps, her mind failing to push back against the program. But her mind doesnβt even know what it is...
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The robot continues to hold her in palce as she begins to twitch and scream as her mind is slowly being re programmed.
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She relaxes, her body unable to resist whatever programming is entering her mind in mass amounts
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The data stops and the robot lets her go and is about to explain what she should do when suddenly there is a scream and the robot is sliced in two by B2 before she drops the sword and her body twitch's like mad.
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She twitches, the programming bugging her programming. Waiting for a directive from anything.
β-Er-ror...Y-Yorha...What is going...oooonnnn...?-β
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Her old programming is being destroyed by the virus in the new programing. suddenly she went limp before she twitched back to life but she heard a new order. "FIND MASTER EREC, OBEY MASTER EREC." she stared straight ahead as this rang in her like endless recording. she tried to take a step but her body still resisted, it took several minutes for her to take a step.
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(Never played Nier, but it sure looks amazing. Too many cool games and not enough time...)
"Whoa, WHOA! Hey, hold on, that was a joke, I'm not a... "9S unit". I'm human!"
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(Super good. You will love it.)
"Human....? But all humans were wiped out, this doesn't compute."
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βIβm aboutβ¦ 98% certain about that. Iβm breathing, thereβs a heartbeat, Iβm kinda hungry...β
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She gives you an incredulous look.
"Your kind was wiped out by the enemy machines...how did you...?"
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βI, uhβ¦ Donβt really know? Last thing I remember was going to sleep after a hard day at work, and then...β I sigh and shrug. βWhatever the hell this is.β
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"You do realize this is Earth...correct? Your fellow man is dead, you are by definition the last man on earth."
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βYyyyepβ¦ Let me tell you, it hasnβt been a great morning for me.β I roll my eyes.
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She looks at you blankly.
"Was this an attempt at humor or sarcasm?"
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I sigh. βYes. I, um, donβt suppose you have a nameβ¦?β
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"I am 2B. And you are?"
She does what appears to be looking at you, you can't see her eyes through her visor.
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βSimonβ¦β I look at her a little uncomfortably. βDoes the swordβ¦ always have to be there?β
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"The sword is just a precaution. In my database, it says that humans are quite unpredictable and emotional."
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βYyyeahβ¦ And, uh, part of that means we get real antsy around, yβknow, threatening objects...β
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She reluctantly sheaths the sword.
"My commander will be very interested in meeting a human. Come with me."
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βThank youβ¦ Is there, um, food where your commander is?β I begin to follow, cautiously.Β
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"I believe we could conjure some form of nourishment for your human body..."
She muses leading you along.
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βI hope soβ¦β I keep close to her, still a little nervous.
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She looks back at you, seeming to stare into you with her visor.
"Do not be afraid Human. I will ensure no harm befalls you."
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"Y-yeah, okay, thanks. Is it far? I'm cold, and tired, and hungry, and you have no idea what any of that means do you?"
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"No. But I assume you need a form of service? As an android would?"
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"Eh, sort of? I don't really know how you work, but I would guess I'm a lot more... high-maintenance than you."
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"So, would you consider yourself worth the investment then?"
She looks at you once more
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"I, uh..." I'm suddenly quite afraid again. "Yes...?" I say cautiously.
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"What do humans do then?"
She turns back and begins walking
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Still nervous, I continue to follow. "I'm sorry... Just... what do we do? Umm... A lot of things. A whole, whole lot of things."
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"Well, I'm uncertain of what the commander will do with you if you can offer nothing to us."
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"Oh! Ooohhh... shit... Uhm... I worked with computers, before... whatever the hell this is happened. Maybe it's kind of the same with you? I don't know how you would feel about me messing around with what is essentially your brain..."
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This causes the 2B unit to whirl around.
"We have a very a large shortage of programming units. How good are you exactly?"
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"I... I don't really know? I'd need to study how you work, what programming language you're based on..."
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"We run on a custom language. Do you think that you could learn our language quickly?"
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"I don't know, I really don't know... Probably?" I furrow my brow.
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"You don't last long...you'd best be good."
She turns, continuing her walk.
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"Aahuuh... Right..." I fidget nervously. "Again, is it... far to your base?"
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"No."
With that. A beam appears and you both fade into a stream of data. You reappear in what looks like a normal bedroom.
"Welcome to the Black Box. This is the central hub for YoRHA units such as myself. The commander is this way, come."
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"How the..." I'm speechless for a moment at the apparent teleportation. "You know what? Weirder shit has happened today."
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She takes you into a completely white room, where a blond woman with clothing matching the color scheme of the room gazes up at a large screen with various views of the surface of the earth.
"Hello 2B. Is this our guest?"
She turns around, staring down at you. She's quite pretty, and quite tall.
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"Are you, uh, all pretty women?" I ask, brow furrowed.
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