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machoninja334 β Pod Program
Published: 2017-12-06 01:14:15 +0000 UTC; Views: 1984; Favourites: 20; Downloads: 8
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The Pods were arguably one of the powerful tools at the disposal of the Yorha units against the machine lifeforms. All the different programs that it could use were fantastic, however 2B made a very unwise choice in plucking what appeared to be a new pod program. Which would make the pod do something quite sinister...soon 2B would be a Slave to the machine army...and she would not be the lastRelated content
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It simply bobs over to the bed, flashlight off, and observes the resting human.
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She sighs, sitting close to him and keeping a careful watch on him.
βThis is unbelievable.β
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Minutes, hours pass... it's a long wait, before the man finally stirs.
"Water..." he croaks out.
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She stands.
βWhere is the water? Quickly, before it starts whining again.β
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--FOL-LOW-- The drone chirps out again before buzzing off down a corridor.
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She runs fast, not wanting him to be upset. Sheβd might as well gather anything he might need while sheβs out with the pod
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Problem is, she may not know what he needs... Nevertheless, a stockpile of large plastic jugs is lit by the drone's flashlight.
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She grabs two, looking around for anything else that could be useful.
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A lot of confusingly-labelled medical supplies, bandages, equipment... Nothing immediately arresting...
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She takes the bandages, just in case. And hauls the jugs back to him. She pours some water gently into her gloved hands and holds her hands out to him
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He leans forward and slurps messily, desperately at it. He spills more than her catches.
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She pouts another handful, sighing and holding her hands out again
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The process repeats, same frantic thirst informing his movements.
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She repeats the process until his thirst seems quenched.
βGood. Now that heβs stable, Iβm going to get help.β
She stands
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--NO EX-IT-- The drone states. --WAIT FOR DIR-EC-TION FROM HU-MAN--
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βWhat does that mean?!β
She gives the pod an annoyed look.
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It merely repeats itself in the same unhelpful tone.
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She shakes her head.
βI donβt need to listen to a stupid pod.β
She stands, heels clicking as she walks to the stairs.
βIβll be back Human.β
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It's still a warren of a facility--and should she find her way back to the entrance, it sealed as soon as she was well inside the compound...
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She sighed, making her way back.
βGreat, now Iβm stuck in here. Human, Iβm back.β
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"I see... Who are you, precisely?" He says in a weak voice.
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βSo you can speak? Itβs 2B. Iβm a Yorha Combat Unit. And apparently a human caretaker.β
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"2B? I... I worked... on your model..." He smiles, reaching weakly for her face.
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βWhat...?β
She gives you a stern look.
βWho are you?β
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"Abner... Abner Everett. Firmware engineer..."
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βWhy are you in here and not on the moon with the other humans?β
She crosses her arms
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"Moon...?" He asks quizzically. "Why would... why would we all be on the moon?"
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βBecause thatβs where the humans got sent after the machines overran earth. Frankly Iβm not sure how they didnβt get in here.β
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"Wasn't on any official record, I think. Governments funnelled money into hundreds of fake projects to keep it secret. You didn't know about it until Barteby," he indicates the drone, "found you, did you?"
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βNo. Wasnβt on any Yorha records. It lead me here. So, youβre technically the last man on earth.β
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He pauses for a moment, thinking. "Guess I finally agree with the decision to spend ludicrous amounts of money making our combat robots sexy women..." He says with a chuckle that quickly devolves into pained coughing.
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She purses her lips.
βWhat is that supposed to mean? I am a Combat Android. Why was your pod telling me to listen to you? I have many questions.β
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"So do I..." He swallows and shakes his head. "You go, then..."
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βWhy was your pod telling me to listen to the human? You seem to know this pod.β
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"Bartleby. Cute little thing I cobbled together in my spare time. Surprisingly flexible given how shoddy the programming I did was..."
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βAnd why is it telling me to listen to you? And why did it seek me out instead of a scanner?β
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"It's generally acting in my interests. I figure it found the first Yorha unit it could and brought it to free me..."
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βFair enough. So why wonβt it let me leave? I know it can open the door.β
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"Surprisingly good--for a shoddy programming job." If she were more experienced with humans, she might be able to tell a few signs of a lie in that statement...
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She blinks.
βCan you tell it to let me out of here?β
She completely misses the lie
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"We have quite a few more questions for each other before we do that, I think..."
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βI need to report my findings to Yorha. This is important.β
She firmly responds.
βIf you do not let me leave, I will be forced to take action.β
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"What sort of action would that be, precisely?" Surreptitiously, the drone starts to circle behind her...
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She walks towards you.
βI do not want to physically harm you, but if you continue to keep me trapped here, I will be forced to.β
She doesnβt notice the pod
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"...Wasn't your motto supposed to be 'Glory to Mankind'?"
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βI only want to leave so that I can get your proper help. This is why emotions shouldnβt be allowed.β
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"Mmmh... Just keep me in food and water... and clean out the bedpan... and I should be fine in a day or two. The cryogenics are pretty solid procedures."
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She purses her lips.
βIβm a Combat Android, not your fucking Maid. Do it yourself.β
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"Do I look like I'm capable of that at the moment?" He shakes his head. "What do you think those machines will do if they catch the slightest hint of a human on the planet?"
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βMy job is to kill them, so they wonβt lay a finger on you. But I canβt do that stuck in here!β
She draws her sword in anger, pressing it against your throat.
βLet me out, now.β
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