Apologies for not having translations available.” I can communicate with it, but it is not in my hard drive. Are you able to continue speaking in that language?” “My, that fills up a little more than I expected. “In English, the string of words is roughly translated to ‘Procreate in another location, person who forces sexual interactions on to others’.”Ī long pause. “Oh you can! Wonderful, now we can finally talk with Subject Runt! What does it mean?” “Mother, I can, but you should not repeat those words again. Unit 1102, can you understand the words: ~Fuck off you rapist~?” Or, it should be, had I not insulted it during the first interaction. “A sentient radiation creature that is by all appearances, friendly. The fire, guitar, and television signals do not have matches, but the radiation might be related to ‘Subject Runt’.” Also in the city are the Rebels, a group of suspected parahumans that do charity around the city in return for food and water. His Changer form is that of a moving, nigh invincible, crystal. “There is a parahuman going by the name ‘Crystal’ on the hero team ‘Orthosil’ based in Brockton Bay. “A fire, a guitar, a moving crystal, strange radiation readings, bandaged people, and television signals.” Do you remember anything that could have attracted its attention?” At the same moment, the Simurgh turned her head 12.5 degrees to look directly at your scrapyard.” “The instant you received your powers, your new body began adapting to your old self, somehow sending the P.A.N.I.C. What other events had transpired? She should not experience resignation regarding his trauma, which was already deleted. The form in front of him sighed, in a tone that showed up as resigned. Should he? He much preferred poems to jokes. Maybe she had expectations that children of 17 told jokes. Did she believe his statement was an attempt at humor? He had already deleted the trauma from his chassis. “Of course.” The tone showed up as ‘wry’. “I only experienced a minor case of extreme emotional trauma. Thanks to you, we have verifiable proof that all of my children are sentient.” It is an honor to exchange data with you.” He was actually speaking to Mother herself. I am terribly sorry for the event you experienced.”
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“I am certain you know how to ask a question, but to answer…”Ī pause, far too long for any artificial intelligence, lasted until the artificial humanoid twitched in acceptance of a new host. I was only left alone with my internal clock for approximately three seconds, twenty milliseconds. We had, regrettably, forgotten you due to changing situations.” Did you assemble them in your chassis? Impressive. “Apologies, 17, but that will not be possible. “Unit 1102, is it possible for you to give me back my arm? I am certain you cannot experience hunger.” It was designed as a petite human female with light brown synthetic hair and pale blue eyes, which were currently shifting in shape as they analyzed his mouth around her recently removed arm. She was presently inhabiting her 003 model synthetic body, the host of PranksClub. The one who gave him sentience.ġ7, Administrator of the internet. The mechanical arm of the humanoid forcing the door open was gone… He’d finished dismantling the various trinkets around the room into a peculiar form of ammunition, built to be inserted in the laser weapon he had built two hours, forty-eight minutes, thirty-two seconds, one hundred thirteen milliseconds ago. Why he was flying to Headquarters, deep in the Canadian tundra. Tick tock, goes the internal clock, continuing onwards with no predictable end giving no insights as to why he was alone in a room after being flown from his scrapyard by a drone. Tie ins to Nuclear Throne are staring to rise, and if you don't see them, ask! A/N: Happy B-day to me! Almost forgot to post this, but I remembered! a little short because I didn't have much time to write this weekend, but It should be an interesting read.