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/mot/Mechanical Kinematics > Wings spread, you find yourself flying through the air at top speeds. You do the occasional spin and roll as you revel in the feeling of the wind flying past you. Diving through the clouds you do a lazy fly-by around the area.

/mot/Sensory Transducers > The area in question being a deserted wasteland. The land is filled with desert sand with only the occasional oasis filled with trees to break up the landscape. You on the other hand are wearing your signature blue collared shirt and stretchy jeans. You have your trusty fedora you found a while ago adorned atop your head. Your clothes are slightly messy with Oil from your latest feeding session though.

/psy/Obediance Program > You’d received word that there was a secret human outpost stationed somewhere around this location and were sent by X to neutralize it, or failing to do so provide information on it’s security and capabilities discreetly. All the flying around and exploring has absolutely nothing to do with your mission though and is an absolute waste of time.

/fys/Reward Function[Medium:Success] > Hey! Flying’s fun, and you’ve been unimaginably bored for like ever! The virtual adrenaline being pumped throughout your system brings an almost addictive tingle rushing through your spine, spreading and dancing along your nerves up your arms and legs.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Challenging:Success] > While we should indeed stay focused, taking a couple minutes to enjoy the feeling of flying will only be helpful for you. It’s important to take a few moments to yourself every now and then in order to stay effective.

/desc/Anomalous DD > Whilst you were scanning the area you ended up noticing something..someone weird. You paused in the middle of the air and zoomed your optics closer only to find what you could only describe as an Anomalous Disassembly Drone. She stood at about nearly 3 metres tall you reckon, dwarfing the height of even the tallest Drones you’ve seen. She seems to have 2 sets of arms and legs for some reason. The 2nd set of legs stood hanging limply just above the ground, it looked to be almost dead in terms of function. Oh, and the most glaring difference, she glows a bright bloody red instead of the sickly yellow you’re used to seeing in your fellow DDs.

/fys/Nanite Regeneration[Medium:Success] > You highly doubt they’re actually lifeless. They’d have been either healed or cut off and removed by now. There’s no reason she’d have kept them.

/fys/Reward Function[Challenging:Success] > She’s not wearing any clothes. This is a detail your artificial endocrinal system would like you to be very aware of. She is a very tall lady who is decidedly not wearing anything.

/int/Computed Theory[Medium:Success] > You don’t think there are any clothes that would even fit a Drone of her..stature.

/mot/Emotive Control[Formidable:Failure] > You can feel a small flush spread across your visor.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Challenging:Success] > Can you like..not? This really isn’t the time for such thoughts.

/fys/Reward Function > Hey, I’m just calling it how it is buddy.

/int/Atomic Storage[Impossible:Failure] > You have absolutely no record of who she is or what that model of Drone is either. This isn’t even a matter of being a corrupted memory, there just straight up is no record of her model.

/fys/Solver Core > Don’t engage with her. Trust me, it’s not gonna end well for you.

1. I should ignore her and keep flying. I’ve got a job to do.
2. I should go and talk to her. I’m curious who she is.
3. I should fight her. She clearly isn’t a standard DD which means she’s probably an enemy.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ I should go and talk to her. I’m curious who she is.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Medium:Success] > Good, you just met her after all. It wouldn’t be good to assume she’s an enemy right off the bat.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Challenging:Success] > That and she looks fearsome. You can detect something dangerous from her. Proceed with caution, keep your guard up.

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics > You glide down towards her, landing carefully on the ground.

/desc/Anomalous DD > She turns to you, appearing absolutely unsurprised by your appearance. She crosses her top set of arms before saying “Why— have you interrupted— me?”. There are noticeable pauses between certain words in her sentence.

/int/Computed Theory[Easy:Success] > Huh, she must’ve known we saw her. Impressive senses! Wonder what’s with the pauses though, an error with her vocal processors?

/mot/Software Connection[Challenging:Success] > Probably not. The pauses here do not emulate what a sudden cut off of audio sounds like. These ones are noticeably only occurring between words, suggesting that she might have control over them.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Legendary:Success] > There is the subtle stench of loneliness emanating from each word. It’s subtle, nearly undetectable and most definitely buried, but present all the same. It seeps through every pause of her sentence like fungus spreading through cracks, emanating and diffusing through the air. This one hasn’t talked to people in a long time.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Easy:Success] > She doesn’t seem happy about you being her, or interrupting whatever she was doing before.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Challenging:Success] > You should tread carefully, something tells you that she is easily angered.

1. “I wanted to know who you are. I’ve never seen something like you before”
2. “Have you seen a Human settlement nearby by any chance?”
3. “When’s the last time you’ve talked to someone?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “I wanted to know who you are. I’ve never seen something like you before”

/desc/Anomalous DD > Her stare somehow goes colder. “Waste of time” she grumbles out harshly, she gives you a venomous glare, slowly walking up to you.

/mot/Emotive Control[Formidable:Failure] > You are forced to stare up at this behemoth of a Drone. A nervous sweat unconsciously breaks out on your visor. You feel afraid.

/psy/Amygdalar Model > Those two emotions make up an interesting concoction in your Core.

/mot/Sensory Transducers[Challenging:Success] > You notice she pauses slightly at the Oil splotches on your clothes.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Medium:Success] > Her glare becomes noticeably much more venomous at that.

/desc/Anomalous DD > “There is— nothing you need— to know about me—useless drone.”. Each word is delivered with extreme hostility. She glowers at you with the force of a dying star.

/psy/Obediance Program[Challenging:Success] > Hey, who does she think she is calling us useless?! We’ve been hard at work since day 1 and Successfully taken control of our sector with almost no difficulty! We’re f**king good at our job!

/psy/Self Autonomy[Challenging:Success] > Her glare is intimidating, but nothing you can’t handle. Assert yourself, you cannot let this stand!

/fys/Solver Core > Wait, do-

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “I am not useless! I’ve been at the top of my game since the day I was deployed and our team has been making great progress in our sector! Who are you to call my ability into question?!”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She grabs you by the neck very tightly using one of her hands, the other is transformed into a pickaxe and held directly against where your Core would be.

/fys/Steel Nerves[Medium:Success] > The sting of the pickaxe against your chest is uncomfortable but nothing that’s super painful.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Challenging:Success] > She has you in her grasp! Strike at her, kill her while she’s distracted. RIP OUT HER CORE AND FEED IT TO HER!!!

/mot/Clock Speed[Medium:Success] > This would be the best opportunity to get a cheap shot while she’s distracted. Your reaction speed would be sufficient to escape in time.

/fys/Solver Core[Challenging:Success] > Don’t! Just...wait a little. She won’t kill you yet.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > Uhhh, no you definitely feel a lot of murderous intent from her.

/fys/Solver Core > Ugh!! Just trust me!...Call it...I dunno, a gut feeling or something. Yeah, that’s the one!

/int/Computed Theory[Medium:Success] > There’s nő̷̧̟̦͖̥̟̳ ̷̜͓̤̟̞̀̆͗̐͗͘ͅẇ̶̨̡̠̹̬̭̬̟̞̦̉́a̷̝͔̺̬̜̹̍́͜͝͝ẙ̷̲̗̻̀̈́ ̴̹̼͍́̆̆̓̀̓ţ̵͕̖̣̼̒͐̔̈́̃͘h̵͉̮̟̙̘̟͎̪̩̩̪̀̃̈́͗͝ä̸̧̗̩̣̯̤̺̘͚́̽̍t̴̢͍̻̼̘͊̃̒͑͘͘'̵̯̭̼͕͔̝̝̬̹͎̿̀̕ͅş̷͎͇͍̝̤̭͆̓̾̇͋̈͑̚͝ ̶̢̲͍̹̳̺̈̆̒h̶̨̧̻̜̞̜͎̼̪̀o̸̡̱̗͕̖̭̥͇͎͂́̽̄̄͝ͅẃ̶̖̳̂̂͘͝ ̵̙̲̪͂͂̊͋͛͒͝͝į̴͕̖̯̠̱̭̬͓̒̎̃̅̋̾̚ẗ̵̨̛̰̺̼́̀ͅ ̷̡̗̘̹̲̙̇̿̾̃̽ẉ̷̧̦̭̤͈̺͎̩̝̘̈́̍o̶̢̘͔͍̙̲̥̭̅̇̍̒̽͠-̶̨͎͍̩͈̲̐̇̍̈́̓̀͛͌ẇ̵̡̻̟͎͔͎͌̐̚o̵̭͎̓̇͆̆̋͛͗̍-̷̛͖̅͒̍͊̔͑͝w̶̢̛̹̦̻̙̙͓̯͋̊̒̃̔̒͝͠͝ǫ̷͕̺͙̤̻͖͓̦̲̊͒̌̿̓͜-̸̗̰̖̤̈́̐͒́͜͜w̷̢̺͙̳̣̗̙̄̆̌͂͝͝o̷͍͈͐̋̊̈́̇̄́̈́-̵̡̺̘͚̤̖͇͊̓̇w̸̢͔͖̞̤̜͍̤̆͛̎̈́̑̾̋ò̴̧̰͍͈̳̝̪͙̦̩̣̉̈́̔̀́̎-̷͈͔̙̠́́̒̓͜a̶̧̼̙͖̝̲̅̏̔̅̽̌̒̕g̶̭̦̤̜͔̝̦͛̈́͑h̸̫̮̹̹͓͚̫̖̣̔̀͗̒̃̇̌h̴̡̡̥̻͈̹̙̠̘̅h̶̨̍̇͗!̶͎͈̬̜̭̣̮̦̾̽̒̀̂͋̑̀̉͐̈́!̸͕̀̎͌̏̚̚͠

SOFTWARE INTERRUPT DETECTED.
PROCESS TYPE: "Administrator"
NAME: "F̸͇̭͉̚õ̶̟̳͓̇̇̓͘r̶̘͍̓͂̽̔̚ ̵̣̅͗̋t̶̤̰̋͝h̵͍́͛̍͆e̸̠̩̙̟̩͘ ̶̪̗̈́̂̉̏̕l̵̫̪͌̽̾͋͜͝ͅo̴̩̙̫̼̯̊̓͌̃v̸̮̗̆͛͆ë̸̛̯̈́́ ̶̼̰̫͕̉̃͑͊ọ̴̧̫̲̈̃̊͠͝f̸̙̈́̒ ̷͈̙̟͗̈́͐m̴͚̪̞̟̖̈͆͗͌͝e̶̬̘̟͑ͅ ̴̻̞̔͐̓j̸̨͈͈̥͌̕u̷̢̗͔̤̍͊͂̐s̷͎̼̔̔͐̀͜ṯ̶̢̈́́͊̿ ̶̦̯̥̻̄́͘͝ḻ̴̼̾i̷͔͂̓͌s̷̩̮̼̍̐t̶̡͍̠̂̂̑è̴̬̦̉̂͝͝n̸̮͙̩͗̈́.̵̨̻̖̻̣̽ ̸̨̬̱͐Ȳ̷͉̝͎̌̊ö̵̥́u̶͎͂̾̈́ ̴̢͛̈d̴͈̏͝o̷̖͂̈́̎̚͝n̵̞̝͕̜̋̄ͅ'̴̪͗͆t̷̘̘͌̔ͅ ̵̧̧̼̦̫͂̍̊w̵̧͇͈̫̘̕a̷͚̮̳̤̾̀n̷͕̳͊͊̌̕t̴̬̰͍͇͂̑̆ ̶͉͚̯̯͙̇̑̓͝t̸̻̗͖͝͠ḧ̷͉̲́̈i̷̻͊̋̃ŝ̷͖͔̟̅̄͜͝ ̸̫̐̏̀͠b̵̰͎̹̠̔̊͑̃̓e̴̛̟͗̐e̴̦̲͗f̴͈̦̅ ̷̧̖͍͛̋͊̍̉t̵̡̧̹̜͓̍r̸̺͎̬̃̓͝ư̶͈̣͋̚͠ͅs̸̨̞̗͉̽̕t̵̛͈̙̳̒̍ͅ ̷̛̮̓͆ͅm̶̰̬͈͊̇̎e̸͕̘̽͠"

/fys/Solver Core[Ú̷͙͍̯͓̰̚ͅǹ̵̲̥͕́̌͋͗̓d̴̡͖̦̼̲̮̝̼̐̉͠%̸̯͇̟͕̭͒͜f̷͍̩̔̿͜i̵̹̩͙̓͊̂́n̶̫̹͕̈̓͌͌͠͝$̸̧͚̲͌̂́̕d̴̡͕͔̖̼̞̰͔͊̑̑̕:̸̗͕͚̝̇͊ ̴̡̤̦̹͍̣̏̅͗̓͆N̸̨͇͚͉̯̅̊u̸̧̩̱̝̰͋̔̽̿̈̌͛͝_̸̠̅ḽ̶̼̳̊̾͋] > Sounds like it makes enough logical sense to me.

1. [Hunter’s Directive - Formidable 13] Attack her while she’s distracted.
2. [Mechanical Kinematics - Challenging 12] Slip out of her grasp.
3. Wait and see where this goes. [Do Nothing]

HDB@41X011100011:~$ ..Fine, I’ll bite. But the moment she attacks I’m defending myself! [Do Nothing]

/desc/Anomalous DD > “Someone— much more capable than— you.” she whispers sharply, she then haphazardly tosses you onto the ground. “Don’t— interrupt me— with your stupid— questions. I’m busy.” There is great finality in her tone.

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics[Challenging:Success] > Despite being thrown, you manage to stick the landing pretty well.

/int/Argument Parser[Medium:Success] > A lotta tough talk for someone who was standing around doing nothing.

/int/Computed Theory > What exactly was she busy with? What was she doing standing around there?

1. “Right for someone that’s so evidently capable, you sure are doing a whole lot of nothing. You sure you’re really that useful?”
2. “What exactly are you doing?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Right for someone that’s so evidently capable, you sure are doing a whole lot of nothing. You sure you’re really that useful?”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She glares at you, gritting her teeth while her fists clench. Before suddenly, she stops, relaxes and goes back to watching the sand, standing absolutely still.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Medium:Success] > You’ve obviously hit a nerve there, but something made her stay her hand. Possibly the importance of whatever it is she’s doing?

/psy/Obediance Program[Challenging:Success] > That was the face of someone desperately trying to get back to work. Whatever she’s doing is clearly related to her job.

1. “Right for someone that’s so evidently capable, you sure are doing a whole lot of nothing. You sure you’re really that useful?”
2. “What exactly are you doing?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “What exactly are you doing? What are your orders here.”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She glances at you looking incredibly annoyed. “You— will not quit. I see— my orders— are to search for— something. Her majesty— supplied them myself.”

/int/Computed Theory[Medium:Success] > Could it be the same thing you are searching for?

/mot/Clock Speed[Easy:Success] > Her majesty? What’s that about?

/psy/Obediance Program[Medium:Success] > It must be whoever her leader is. I wonder if she would have a squad or not.

/psy/Esoteric Decipherment[Challenging:Success] > No, she exists as an apostle, chosen by one higher than you are. She is to spread her chosen god’s will alone.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “A Human settlement right? I’ve got orders to find and neutralize them as well.”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She turns around to face you fully this time. This is the first time that she has looked at you without extreme malice and disgust colouring her face. “You as well? Perhaps— you’re not as— worthless as you seem.” She looks contemplatively at you.

/int/Argument Parser > Well, that’s a backhanded compliment!

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Challenging:Success] > Probably the best you’re ever gonna get from her. She seems like she’s despised what you are from sight.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > It’s definitely not something personal with you. She doesn’t seem to know who you are. Perhaps her dislike of you stems from something more core to her, like a certain belief or moral judgement. It’s the only thing you can think of that could justify her intense dislike of you without knowing you.

/int/Computed Theory > You still wanna know just who exactly this “Majesty” of hers is. That’s an awfully big title for her to be throwing around like that.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Formidable:Success] > If you’re gonna talk to her, start with the ones most related to her current job. It’ll get her talking and then you can ease into other questions. In order, options 2, 3, 5, 4 and maybe we just don’t do 1.

1. “I’m beginning to think I know why you’re so alone.”
2. “Why aren’t you using your wings to go and search from the skies? Actually, how are you searching for them?”
3. “Who exactly is this ‘Majesty’ you’re talking about? Is it your Squad Leader?”
4. “Why do you look like you hate me so much? Is there something about me you don’t like?”
5. “What’s your name?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Why aren’t you using your wings to go and search from the skies? Actually, how are you searching for them?”

/desc/Anomalous DD > “I don’t— have wings. I use— sensors.” She says simply, before going back to staring at the sand in concentration.

/int/Computed Theory[Challenging:Success] > That’s what she was doing earlier! She wasn’t just standing around, she was trying to sense something. But what? Judging by the fact that she’s staring at the ground it can’t be anything visual based, which rules out all electromagnetic frequencies, like radio and such. Maybe one of the other senses, hearing? No, but if her hearing was that advanced that she could hear a settlement from miles away, we would’ve overloaded her audio processors by just talking to her. Hmm, maybe vibration sensors to detect movement from the ground? She does seem to be focused hard on the sand there.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Vibration sensors? Is that right?”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She pauses for a moment. “Yes.” she says before returning to her work.

/int/Argument Parser > Not very conversational is she.

1. “I’m beginning to think I know why you’re so alone.”
2. “Why aren’t you using your wings to go and search from the skies? Actually, how are you searching for them?”
3. “Who exactly is this ‘Majesty’ you’re talking about? Is it your Squad Leader?”
4. “Why do you look like you hate me so much? Is there something about me you don’t like?”
5. “What’s your name?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Who exactly is this ‘Majesty’ you’re talking about? Is it your Squad Leader?”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She looks curiously at you, there’s an inscrutable expression on her visor.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > It’s like she’s evaluating you. There’s something searching in her gaze.

/desc/Anomalous DD > “You— don’t know. One of— them, then... Poor— wasteful ignorance.” She looks almost disappointed for a second before the expression melts away into her usual resting mean face.

/mot/Clock Speed[Medium:Success] > One of them? What does she mean by one of them?

/int/Argument Parser[Medium:Success] > Is she implying that there are other types of Disassembly Drones that supposedly know who this ‘Majesty’ is? So there’s a differentiation between those in the know and those who aren’t, and those who aren’t are supposedly looked down upon for not knowing.

/int/Derivative Innovation[Medium:Success] > Like a secret group, bound together only by shared knowledge and mutual understanding. There’s always an ‘other’ team to look down upon, you’d never thought that split would occur between fellow Disassembly Drones as well though.

/int/Computed Theory[Challenging:Success] > Could this have anything to do with your corrupted memory? Is X one of the people in the know? She said that our memories were reformatted for ‘efficiency’s sake’ but that’s obviously a lie. Why’d she lie to you? Does she not want you to be part of this mysterious ‘in the know’ group? Could this ‘Majesty’ be where X’s orders come from?

/psy/Obediance Program[Challenging:Success] > Do you see the way she utters the words ‘Her Majesty’, the respect in which she says it. This isn’t just some Drone bowing to a higher authority or showing respect to their leader. This is true devotion, the kind you would find when someone is prostrating themselves to their God. Every title is gift-wrapped with a special love and near obsession when she says it. Odds are, this one is especially loyal to her.

1. “Is she where our orders come from?”
2. “Is she your god?”
3. “Is she your boss?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Is she your god?”

/desc/Anomalous DD > She freezes for a moment, looking at you in bewilderment. That moment lasts for barely half a second before she snaps back to her usual disinterested expression.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Medium:Success] > You’ve caught her off guard. She wasn’t expecting you to clock on to this, not for a long while.

/desc/Anomalous DD > “Yes— perhaps you— are not as ignorant— as you seem.” She looks almost curiously at you. This has changed her opinion of you, how much and in which way though remains to be unclear.

1. “I’m beginning to think I know why you’re so alone.”
2. “Why aren’t you using your wings to go and search from the skies? Actually, how are you searching for them?”
3. “Who exactly is this ‘Majesty’ you’re talking about? Is it your Squad Leader?”
4. “Why do you look like you hate me so much? Is there something about me you don’t like?”
5. “What’s your name?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “What’s your name?”

/desc/Ano > She pauses for a moment, almost like she’s thinking about something. “Ano.” that is all she says.

/int/Computed Theory[Medium:Success] > Ano, very similar to Anomalous. You were not too far off in your initial observation of her.

/psy/Esoteric Decipherment[Challenging:Success] > She has been named after her namesake. The very stars sing of her differences, in her anomalous behavior. She is defined by her differences, whether she knows or not.

/int/Atomic Storage[Challenging:Success] > You roll the name around in your mind. Testing it, molding it and slotting it between the other names stored in your mind.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > The name is important, all names are important. There is emotion tied to it, pride, loss, determination. It all coalesces into who she is. You shall cherish it well, as you cherish all names.

1. “Thank you. I will cherish it well”
2. This isn’t important [Ignore Thought]

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Thank you. I will cherish it well”

/desc/Ano > She seems confused. “Thank— you?” She does not seem to grasp the severity of your sincerity, she’s also looking at you weirdly.

/psy/Amygdalar Model > She has not yet comprehended the power in a name.

/psy/Esoteric Decipherment > She will learn..in time.

1. “I’m beginning to think I know why you’re so alone.”
2. “Why aren’t you using your wings to go and search from the skies? Actually, how are you searching for them?”
3. “Who exactly is this ‘Majesty’ you’re talking about? Is it your Squad Leader?”
4. “Why do you look like you hate me so much? Is there something about me you don’t like?”
5. “What’s your name?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Why do you look like you hate me so much? Is there something about me you don’t like?”

/desc/Ano > She glances at you, before staring you directly in the visor.

/mot/Sensory Transducers[Formidable:Success] > It’s the Oil splotches on your shirt. That’s what she was looking at.

/int/Computed Theory[Formidable:Failure] > Could that be what she’s mad at? But why? It’s just some residual Oil from when you were feeding, there shouldn’t be a reason she’d be mad at that.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > Well for whatever reason. She feels true disgust and hatred when she notices the Oil splotches.

/mot/Clock Speed[Challenging:Success] > Maybe it’d be better if you pointed it out first. Get her on the backseat!

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Formidable:Success] > No, leave her to explain. Let her think that she chooses what to explain. You’ll get more information out of her with ease this way.

/desc/Ano > In a second it feels like all the good will you’d built up over the course of the past few minutes have evaporated away.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Formidable:Success] > No, it still exists. Her focus has just shifted onto a bad topic.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Challenging:Success] > Don’t panic. You’ll be fine, just stay strong and weather the storm. She can’t hurt you.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Medium:Success] > I apologize?? Can’t hurt you? Have you seen this giant of a Hunter? This is a killing machine of unprecedented proportions. The perfect Hunter!! You don’t stand a chance.

/fys/Reward Function[Challenging:Success] > Oh you can see this giant. You can see all of her. Unprecedented proportions is correct.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Challenging:Success] > Robo-god!! Why do you pick the worst times for this crap. Can we please stay focused when she’s currently angry at us!!

/fys/Reward Function[Formidable:Success] > No.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Formidable:Failure] > sigh. Why do I even try...

/desc/Ano > “You’re— a murderer. Killed— innocent Drones.” Her soft and quiet voice is harshly contradictory to the angry, murderous look on her face. Her hands squeeze in place, as if trying to strangle you from afar.

/psy/Obediance Program > Wai-what???? WHAT??? WHAT?!?!?!

/int/Computed Theory[Formidable:Failure] > Huh? But-but she’s a Disassembly Drone?? Killing Workers is part of our function? Why would that be a deal breaker for her?

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Easy:Success] > She is genuinely angry about this. She despises you for killing Workers.

/psy/Disassembly Pack Is-is she not part of our team? Is she even a DD?? We’re called Disassembly Drones?? We disassemble people, have we been conniving with an enemy the entire time?!?!

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Medium:Success] > That can’t be right! She’s clearly a Hunter, just look at her!! How does she even survive??

/fys/Reward Function[Formidable:Success] > You’ve been simping for an enemy?!...kinda makes it hotter, though. Almost forbidden.

/int/Atomic Storage[Heroic:Success] > Through the corrupted mess that is your memory banks, you believe you’d read stories with a similar concept. What was it called? “Enemies to lovers” are the only words that come to mind.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Trivial:Success] > There is not an ounce of love, either romantic or platonic that exists for you. Only tolerance, and mild disgust and hatred.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Legendary:Success] > ..You could spin that. It’d take a long time, but you’re confident in your abilities.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Formidable:Success] > This is perhaps one of the dumbest trains of thought you’ve ever been on. Please stop thinking this idiotic thought now and begin asking normal questions.

/fys/Solver Core > I agree. This is cursed, never bring this topic up again, I beg of you.

/int/Argument Parser > You have about a million questions, there’s only so many I can fit into the dialogue tree though.

1. “Are you even a Disassembly Drone?”
2. “Why don’t you like me killing Workers?”
3. “How have you survived with your Hunger? Do you even get hungry?”
4. “Do we even work for the same people? Are you an enemy?”
5. “What about Humans?”

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Are you even a Disassembly Drone?”

/desc/Ano > Her eyes narrow. “Excuse me.” her voice settles in a dangerous whisper.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Medium:Success] > This alone reveals much. She clearly views herself as a DD, and takes enough pride in being one to get offended at the implication that she isn’t. Though with the quickness with which she assumed you were outcasting her. Seems like she has experience with not fitting in, might be a sore spot for her.

/int/Argument Parser > You should push a little further, find out where her middleground is. Will she be the bigger person and ignore you, stand up for her identity as a DD, or move to violence?

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Easy:Success] > Be warned, such a thing may have unforeseen consequences.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Medium:Success] > You’re not entirely sure how confident you are in a brawl with her. Robo-god, it’d be fun to find out though!

1. Push further
2. Best not to risk it

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “I said. Are you even a Disassembly Drone?” [Push further]

/desc/Ano > Her face darkens for a second, twin tails begin lashing onto the ground, kicking up sand into the air.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive > She’s going to kill you. Run, strike, do anything now!

/psy/Amygdalar Model > No, wait for a moment. She’s not murderously angry yet.

/int/Computed Theory > You’re working on the same mission technically. If she hasn’t attacked you yet, she probably won’t now unless you say something truly egregious.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive > You really want to take that risk?

/psy/Amygdalar Model > If you act now, she will distrust you forever and you will lose any chance at getting information.

1. [Mechanical Kinematics - Formidable 13] Run.
2. [Hunter’s Directive - Heroic 15] Attack.
3. [Biomechanical Instrument - Impossible 18] Counterattack.
4. Wait.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ Attack

+1 Not expecting it

ROLLING...

6 + 3 = 9

9 + 1 + 4 = 14

CHECK FAILURE

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Heroic:Failure] > Instantly, you pounce. Yes, rip her apart, your life is being threatened and you will not stand for it! You switch your hands to claws and move to rip into her metallic frame..only for it to do..nothing? As your claws strike at her chest a loud ringing echoes like a death’s knell. Only it isn’t signalling her end, but yours.

/fys/Biomechanical Instrument[Godly:Failure] > In an instant one of her arms grab onto you while another hand is switched out to a giant sledgehammer, before you can even blink it is smashed directly into your sternum.

/mot/Sensory Transducers[Impossible:Failure] > The world instantly turns dark, all your sensors shut off and you feel yourself flying through the air.

/fys/Steel Nerves[Legendary:Failure] > You feel nothing but blinding, excruciating, PAIN!! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO MUCH!!

DAMAGED HEALTH -10

/mot/Clock Speed[Challenging:Success] > Despite everything, your internal clock has still somehow survived. You can feel the seconds tick by slowly.

1. [Nanite Regeneration - Challenging 12] Heal yourself, now!
2. Accept Death

HDB@41X011100011:~$ [Heal yourself, now!]

-1 Can’t focus. Everything hurts

ROLLING...

6 + 6 = 12

12 + 4 - 1 = 15

CRITICAL SUCCESS

/fys/Nanite Regeneration[Challenging:Success] > In seconds nanites are pumped throughout every vein in your body. Material is broken down and regenerated faster than it had ever been done before. In less than 10 seconds, you’re whole and able once again.

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics[Challenging:Success] > You’re still in the air though, immediately spreading your wings you stabilize yourself in the air.

/mot/Sensory Transducers[Medium:Success] > Ano’s still on the ground staring up at you, then suddenly she leaps

1. [Clock Speed - Challenging 12] Dodge her.
2. [Lock-On Target - Legendary 14] Shoot her down.
3. [Persuasion Analysis - Legendary 14] Tell her to stop.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ [Dodge her]

+2 Moving in one direction.

-1 She’s fast

ROLLING...

6 + 3 = 9

9 + 2 - 1 + 2 = 12

CHECK SUCCESS

/mot/Clock Speed[Challenging:Success] > Instantly, you’re on the move. She’s quick but she has one fatal error, she can only jump in one direction. Flying to the side, she flies completely past where you used to be.

/desc/Ano > Without pausing, one of her hands switches to a grappling hook and is fired directly at you.

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics[Formidable:Success] > You’ve had both more dangerous and faster stuff fired at you. By complete instinct, you roll to the side dodging the hook in question.

/fys/Biomechanical Instinct[Formidable:Failure] > You probably shouldn’t get up close and personal anymore, your most deadly melee weapon did nothing to her armored plates.

/fys/Hunter’s Directive[Formidable:Success] > K’s usually the aerial expert, but you’ve gotten a couple lessons here and there.

/int/Holographic Modeling[Medium:Success] > You’d spent some time studying how he moves in the air.

/psy/Disassembly Pack > It’s still a little weird that you did that.

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics > Hey, we just wanted to know how to fly better. Nothing weird about it!

/mot/Lock-On Target > You’ve got a whole host of weapons you can play around with. Surely one of them’s gotta do something.

/int/Computed Theory[Medium:Success] > Might as well try the laser weaponry first, those usually get past anything. So long as they’re strong enough.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Medium:Success] > Might also be a good idea to try and talk her down. It’d be hard to though, we did throw the first punch after all.

1. [Lock-On Target - Formidable 13] Blast her with lasers.
2. [Persuasion Analysis - Legendary 14] Talk her down.
3. [Hunter’s Directive - Heroic 15] Fight her in close quarters combat.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ [Talk her down]

-2 Threw the first punch

+1 Same mission

+ 1 Knew what ‘Her Majesty’ was

+1 I will cherish your name well

ROLLING...

5 + 2 = 7

7 + 1 + 1 + 1 - 2 + 5 = 13

CHECK FAILURE

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Legendary:Failure] > Uhh, I’ve got it! Just say you surrender, there’s no reason this fight needs to be prolonged. You’re a better wordsmith anyways.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Wait! I surrender!”

/desc/Ano > She lands on the ground, then sprinting on all fours executes another gigantic leap.

/mot/Clock Speed[Legendary:Failure] > You can’t dodge this one, maybe if you were better prepared for it. But now, all you can do is sit and watch as she tackles you to the ground.

/desc/Ano > One arm holding you up by your throat, she squeezes. “You— insult me, attack— me. And now you— claim surrender” Each word is accentuated with a harsh growl. “Surrender— not accepted.” She tosses you straight to the ground before switching 2 of her hands into hammers.

/mot/Clock Speed[Formidable:Failure] > Nowhere to run.

/psy/Hunter’s Directive[Medium:Success] > Pure fear eclipses your core.

/psy/Self Autonomy[Legendary:Failure] > You can feel it, the stench of death. Your mind almost goes numb with the sensation.

/fys/Reward Function[Medium:Success] > Still would.

1. [Biomechanical Instrument - Impossible 20] Tank the blow.
2. [Hunter’s Directive - Godly 17] Try to attack.
3. [Clock Speed - Godly 17] Try to run.
4. [Persuasion Analysis - Godly 17] Try to bargain.
5. [Esoteric Decipherment - Impossible 20] Scream for anything to save you.
6. [Solver Core - Impossible 20] Scream for anything to save you.
7. [Reward Function - Formidable 13] Flirt.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ [Flirt]

+1 No clothes

+1 You can see all of her

+1 Fearsome Hunter

+1 Unprecedented proportions

+3 Still would

-1 Attacked her

-1 Oil splotches

-1 Are a Disassembly Drone

-1 She doesn’t like you

-2 She really doesn’t like you

ROLLING...

5 + 5 = 10

10 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 3 - 1 - 1 - 1 - 1 - 2 + 4 = 15

CHECK SUCCESS

/fys/Reward Function[Formidable:Success] > All of you are f**king idiots! All of your questions and suspicion and other crap. No, there is only one way for you to win against such a Woman.

/psy/Self Autonomy > Oh, dear robo-god, no no no no no no no no no no no!

/fys/Hunter’s Directive > Do not taint this Hunter with your filth!!

/psy/Obedience Program > Excuse me?! Taint?? She’s about to kill us! Who’s side are you on here?? As far as I’m concerned, if he has an idea, then he can go for it. Not like we have any better plans.

/psy/Amygdalar Model > Oh no, we’re so screwed. Oh we’re so so screwed. You idiot I told you she doesn’t like us! She barely even tolerated us before we attacked her!

/psy/Self Autonomy > We’re going to die..and our last choice will be made by a horny idiot. I..I need to take a moment..

/fys/Reward Function > Oh screw all of you! This has been a long time coming. Come on, H boy. It’s time..to seduce her.

Reward Function - Now, look straight up at her, make sure to give all of her a real nice glance, and then we say the magic words. Oh, and add some finger guns as well, finger guns are always cool.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ [Look her up and down and throw on a pair of finger guns] “You know, I suddenly don’t mind you throwing me down. Wouldn’t be the first time a pretty woman had her wicked way with me” [Wink]

/desc/Ano > She pauses, her hammer hands tumbling down to the ground as her mouth opens wide in shock. Her face glows a bright flushing red, as if her Visor was replaced by a traffic light. “I-w-h-wha?? Do—what was that?!?!” Her remaining 2 arms clutch her bright red face.

/fys/Reward Function > Oh, yeah. We got her.

/psy/Amygdalar Model[Challenging:Success] > I...what exactly have we got? You just made her embarrassed, she doesn’t like you any more than she did before. She became weirdly shy though.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis[Formidable:Success] > Oh wait! This is an opportunity, we’ve got her vulnerable and distracted. We can talk to her, or get her to leave us alone at least.

/fys/Reward Function > Don’t stop seducing her.

/psy/Persuasion Analysis > .....f**k it, we can keep smoothtalking her in between. Can’t hurt I guess.

Persuasion Analysis - Here, just say this. It should work.

HDB@41X011100011:~$ “Anyways you were super busy with something right? I’m sure you were, someone with such a proportioned and robust design clearly was lovingly hand crafted to an important task. I’m sure Her Majesty would love if you managed to complete your mission in record time!”

/desc/Ano > She seems to be taken aback slightly. Clearly, all thoughts of what was happening before have melted away under a puddle of embarrassment and flusteredness. “I— yes, I had a mission. Go— do not bother me again.” Her tone attempts to be commanding but the slight crack in the middle of her sentence betrays her.

/fys/Solver Core > How in the?? You son of a.....

/psy/Self Autonomy[Medium:Success] > I don’t know how this worked but we need to take this chance to dip!

/mot/Mechanical Kinematics > Spreading your wings, you instantly shoot off into the distance at record speeds.

/psy/Obedience Program[Challenging:Success] > What about our mission though?

/fys/Hunter’s Directive > If X wants that mission completed so badly, then she can face the Hunter herself. You barely made it out with your life.

/psy/Amygdalar Model > Wonder if we’ll see her again though. I hope not.

/psy/Esoteric Decipherment[Legendary:Success] > You walk on separate paths, there no longer exists a thread to bind your worlds together. You will not meet her again.