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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 22, 2016 20:43:09 GMT
Being a good distance away the giant robot, Red was already heading towards the twenty plus group that was in the caves, when all of a sudden Supro came up behind her and tried to do the most asinine thing that she could ever think of. First of which was claiming to be Breech's strongest creation, which he was sorely mistaken on that front. The second thing, the more infuriating thing that it had decided to spew out was the fact that it was trying to pull rank in SCAR over her. And even more infuriating was that it admitted that RED was only here to not bother the other members of the group.
This was something that she was not going to tolerate one bit. Without even hesitating, Red sped up to behind Supro and grasped him around the back of his robotic thigh. Pulling on it, she would attempt to slam him through the tunnel wall and into the empty expanse on the other side. No matter what though, her arm would slam through the wall and manually open a new entryway into an open expanse. Complete anger on the little red riding droids face, she can not contain herself any longer.
"ALRIGHT, I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU RIGHT NOW YOU MANGY PILE OF BOLTS! You stand there and speak on how you are Breech's strongest creation, when you are quite literally half as strong as the old man's hundreds of older robots! And on top of this, you, who consider yourself as replaceable as those hundreds of robots, feel like you can pull rank on ME even though I am stronger than you AND less replaceable than you! And the thing is, I literally had a choice at doing NOTHING today, and felt obligated to help you out because we are stronger in numbers! The fact that you are trying to act superior than me is a way to make up at how inferior you feel to the rest of the group! AND furthermo-"
"Um... Ahem?"
Red would turn her crimson gaze upon the rest of the room in order to notice that this was the room in which twenty-three konatsian refugees and a handful of varying alien monsters acting as the pets of these renegade konatsians. Blinking a couple times, she would turn her attention back to Supro and shout at him, "AND FURTHERMORE, YOU PISSED ME OFF TO THE POINT WHERE I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE ELEMENT OF SURPRISE!"
With that said, she lifted up her rapier and aimed it at a giant cluster of konatsians who were only just standing up from their game of space poker, about ready to try and confront Supro and RED. Without hesitation, a large Crimson Gleam1 of energy erupted from the tip of her Silver Wulf and shot off towards the space poker group. The ki attack wasted the group of konatsians, turning eight and a half of them into ash, the later half managing to jump out of the way enough to only lose the lower half of his body. His upper torso slammed against the floor as the life left his body.
With a shout, Red would shout at the konatsian cave dwellers with a little less venom in her voice, obviously happy to take her frustrations out on this group of people, "And why don't you all just stop before you even start. I assure you that you'd join them in the afterlife if you even dare try to defy us."
[1~ Crimson Gleam Used! 66%... 2,300 PL attack takes out nine konatsians] [KP 3/3 => 1/3]
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Post by SR-81 on Jul 28, 2016 16:43:46 GMT
Red's attempt at throwing SR-81 through a wall would be rather successful, as it hadn't seen it coming. The robot tumbled before getting to its feet. Quickly its body did a diagnostic, but nothing was damaged enough to warrant attention. It would listen to Red's words, recording them to be used against her later. It turned its head towards the large group of Konatsians and stared, while Red Engaged. Its Minigun began to spin up before it rose its arm and began firing into the crowd, sending hundreds of shots flying into the crowd with no mercy.
SR-81 had no rebuttle to Red's speech, mostly because it wasn't interested in causing any in fighting between the two. Instead its eye flashed brightly and a "DONG" was heard before it spoke up. "Exterminate." The droid rumbled as it kept firing. "Decimate."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 28, 2016 23:25:00 GMT
Red was more than surprised that the robot was actually able to avoid her grip, as if it could see her at all. And Rebecca knew pretty much everything about these cycloids since she did some data dives on the way to Konats, and figured that this SR-81 had no sensors or built in scouters or anything of the sort. Did it actually predict Rebecca was going to lash out at him, even at such a low power level!?
As the Robot started attempting to mow down the konatsians, only managing to kill one konatsian and all seven of the beast-like pets that they owned, as they were unable to protect themselves from petty bullets. The rest, however, were skillfully using a sub-par level amount of ki in order to melt, deflect, or even catch the bullets that were shot. All the while, however, Red just kicked Supro in the shin and shouted at him, "Hey, stuuuuuupid! What was with you avoiding my grab like that!? I know you don't got an eye in the back of your head, and I know you can't sense energy at all! I call hax man, I call all the hax!!! Also, why the hell are you relying on those pea shoo- oh yeah you can't sense their ki. A decent amount of these are half your energy level, at least one fourth of those that remain that is. The others are within the one hundred to five hundred range, so you can easily demolish them if you actually tr-"
While Red was distracted, a stray ki blast slammed right into the little red riding droid's face, blasting off her hood and causing her held to tilt in the direction the ki blast pushed her in. She stayed silent as she turned her body to face the one who did this, a violent smile forming on her face with each second. Soon enough, her eyes settled on the smallest konatsian here, surprisingly her own height. And even funnier was a little detail that Stupro wouldn't even be able to figure: this little kid konatsian had a power level that was almost twice as strong as the robot himself, with a Power Level of 3,741 units. Not a match at all for the ginger haired android, but a thought went through her head, one that was down right malicious of her. Red was sick and tired of Stupro's banter about being the strongest cycloid without any merit or proof.
Red thought to herself, 'why not sic this kid on the robot.'
Her violent smile lessened only slightly as she would right next to the kid's shoulder, as she would say to him in a quiet tone that only the konatsian kid could pick up, "You're the strongest of the bunch here... You're the only one who can stand a chance against that giant lunk of metal. I'll let you play hero, and I won't even kill anyone else. That is, if you manage to best that tin can over there. Alone. I give you my word you clod."
Giggling to herself, she quickly made her way behind Stupro, as the Konatsian Kid's face was now re-invigorated with a new hope.
[Red's KP 2/3 ==> 3/3 (since no actions were taken)]
~~~~~ [Junko the Konatsian Kid's PL: 3,741 PL]
"Monster!" The Konatsian Kid proclaimed as he pointed at SR-81, "I am Junko, Leader of the Konatsian Future Foundation! I will destroy you and your friend for disturbing our revolution! However, to destroy your hopes, I will vanquish you first, you foul fiend!"
And with that being said, the young kid practically disappeared as he charged towards the gray hunk of metal, reappearing back into visibility in front of the robot's front. He would aim a harsh kick aimed for the robot's mid section, aiming to launch him into the least populated portion of the room. Once doing so, the Male Konatsian Kid would open his mouth, and launched a pink energy beam from his mouth, unleashing his Gastric Blaster which shot towards the tin can of a robot.
[1~[N1] Gastric Blaster ~ 33% ~ 1247 PL attack] [Junko's KP 2/2 ==> 1/2] (Junko has reduced KP because he's an enemy NPC, and has less energy due to him being so young and inexperienced)
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Post by Dr. Breech on Aug 7, 2016 8:15:17 GMT
[Thread PL: 52,821 | Resillium Core (x6P) Active! Current PL: 316,926! | Limiter Earrings (Medium Weights) Active! Current PL: 158,463!] (Four Cycloids have accompanied Breech into this thread! Cycloid's PL: 5,000!)
As the young boys Ki attack barreled through the sky, it would be halted due to a new arrival. The man garbed in blue and grey simply kicked the beam of energy to the side, causing it to explode on the far wall and take a clean chunk of the rock with it. As the man settled into a more relaxed stance, he turned his head to SR-81, giving him a gaze of disapproval. "A shameful display. I surmise you did not even give these rebels the time to explain themselves. Do you not there could be a chance they'd be approving of our cause? We only want to help the Konatsian people, after all."Breech adjusted his hat slightly as he returned his attention to the young lad who had just attempted to turn his newest creation into scrap metal. He gave the young one a kind smile, before kneeling down next to him. He attempted to grip the boy by the shoulder; his hold tight enough to keep him from moving, but light enough to keep from harming the child. "I apologize for the pain you and your friends have gone through. Allow me to ease their suffering."In the next moment, four small explosions rocked the room as a quartet of Cycloids burst into the cave. They quickly got to work, firing massive beams of Ki at the remaining survivors of SR and RED's assault. With any luck, the majority of this small rebellion would be eliminated, if not all of them. "With my help, you and your people will be reborn! You'll be stronger, faster, and smarter than before! Just let go of all your fear, child, and think of... Happy thoughts."Breech quickly thrust his left hand forwards, aiming to pierce through Junko's chest and end his life. Should he succeed, he'd stand up, turning to RED and giving her a curious raise of the brow. "Enjoying yourself, Rebecca?"
Cycloids 1, 2, 3, and 4 all fire [UP2] Ki Cannon! 66% Charged for a damage potential of: 3,300 each!
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Post by SR-81 on Aug 10, 2016 0:35:47 GMT
SR-81's eye turned to stare at Red as she went on her little tirade. "Your movements are predictable." It said. "And also you are small. Your reach isn't the best." It's eye returned to that of the enemies before them as it prepared itself. "My weapons are infused with Ki Energy. Each one packs a considerable punch, and at the rate of fire I could rip a flesh body apart within seconds, even if they were reliant on Ki."
The droid turned its attention towards the Konatsian boy just as it kicked him, sending him backwards quite abit, and damaging his chest piece. The boy fired an attack and SR-81's limiters began to his, having been ready to activate overdrive, only for Breech to arrive so suddenly. Sr-81 fell silent as the Doctor Spoke, before it's eye seemed to look to the ground.
"Apologies Doctor." It spoke. "That was not in the mission parameters that were specified." Its weapons quickly folded away and it's eye faded from sight for a moment. It calculated quickly before its eye returned with a flash. "I understand my failure and will adapt."
Its focus turned to Red as Breech spoke to her, before speaking up. "I request not to be paired with this one again." It spoke. "Rebecca is impulsive, and would strike a comrade because of emotional disputes." It pointed to her. "She is not disciplined."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Aug 13, 2016 1:40:52 GMT
She would silently fume as she heard the robot's very piss poor excuse as to how it was able to detect Red's attack. She kept her reasoning on how pretty much all he said is just rude and really subjective, as the fact that she was much stronger still remained. The only thing she wouldn't fight him on was his ki infused weaponry, a topic that at least Red could admit to over it. Him moving forward, was just pure, dumb luck, and knowing this fact was angering her inside all the more so, as this robot was playing it up as if he dodged her on purpose. If this robot did one more thing, Red might consider breaking this tin can apart. All she could do now was giggle as she watches the robot get punted a bit by the little boy's kick, the impact cracking the robot's chest. Unable to contain herself, Red would mock the robot by saying, "What? Can't stand up to a child you bucket of moronic bolts? What a maroon."
The boy's mouth started glowing a pink aura as energy charged there. The android would lean forward, fully anticipating the robot to gain some damage from this attack, if it were not for a very familiar power reading that was getting caught on her internal scanners. As the beam escaped the boy's lips, the old man himself appeared in between the blast, and knocked the attack away and toward the wall. Although slightly disappointed that the robot didn't get its can kicked, Rebecca was able to salvage some enjoyment out of listening to Breech berate his supposedly greatest cycloid.
Then the old man turned his attention to the strong Konatsian boy, seeming to apologize for what happened and even offered to ease the pain. Although the look on the boy seemed to want to believe this old man, Rebecca knew all too well what was going to happen because of that stereo-typically vague wording, and the multiple other robot energies popping up on her scanners. The old man's set of personal cycloids descended upon the rebel group, and started lighting them up, in mere moments eradicating the life that SR-81 was unable to do so on his own.
And fear set upon the Konatsian kid's face as he listened to Breech, now understanding the hidden meaning behind his words, as the old man tried to tell the boy to think of happy thoughts. As it tried to helplessly struggle out of the old man's grip, trying to charge up another gastric blaster, Junko caught a metallic fist straight through his chest, causing the energy beam he tried to unleash to bleakly float out of his mouth and weakly spiral towards the ceiling of this cavern.
Red would do a slow clap, speeding up to full on applause, even adding a couple whistles to the mix as she cheered on for the success of one hell of a massacre. Breech posed Red a question about enjoyment, the little red riding droid would chuckle a little bit before replying back, "You know it Breecher. I would've handled the boy myself, but somebot had the nerve t-"
She was interrupted as SR-81 crossed the final line, as it practically snitched on her for the past couple of hours, complaining about how she was reckless and undisciplined. Not wanting to take this bot's shit anymore, she rushed up to the robot and whipped out her sword, aiming it directly towards the cracked outer hull of this robot, and just held it centimeters away from him. A glare came from the little red riding droid, as she would begin coldly,
"You have been a thorn in my side ever since we paired up. I tried making friends with you, I tried waking up whatever personality you probably had within that tin bucket of a thing you call a head, I even gave you a chance to prove your supposed strength against the konatsian kid. Each and every time, you say or do something to anger me, pulling rank on me, saying you are superior, or straight up ignoring the things I say. SR, you even tried to throw me under the metaphorical bus the first chance you could, snitching me out on Breech over here. You better learn your place, as you literally are one of the many versions of you Mr. Breech over here can build. Remember what you said about being replaceable? Say that you are the strongest of Breech's creations one more time while looking at these other cycloids which are twice as strong as you! See what happens!"
Taking an angry inhale, she turned around and would admit on the exhale, "Yeah, I may have been a bit of a bitch, but it has been getting on my damn nerves."
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Post by Dr. Breech on Aug 19, 2016 8:55:49 GMT
As the final blow was struck, SR-81 began to apologize for his failures in this mission. It seemed that unlike his other Cycloids, this prototype had quite a range of emotions. None of the others had ever shown regret before, that much was certain. Perhaps this one had even more potential then first presumed. "Very well. Perhaps some improvements to your chassis are in order as well. A mere child should not have the upper hand on you." As he finished speaking, his thoughts turned to a darker time. When he was beaten by that irritating brat, Seka. It was a humiliating way to begin his life as a machine, but at the very least he did get revenge on her eventually.
Rebecca began to clap suddenly, adding on some fanfare to Breeches victory. It seemed she was impressed. Before she could properly speak her piece however, SR-81 interrupted, deeming Rebecca an unfit companion for missions. This seemed to make RED incredibly angry, as went on a furious tirade soon after. The shouting display was a bit much, but it got the point across: the two of them did not like each other.
"...I see. Very well then. From now on, Rebecca will be working with me. You'll be working under Contagion's command from now on SR, understood?"
He turned away from the duo, crouching near the corpse of the boy who'd lost his life. As he examined the lifeless husk, he spoke dryly. "As for your comment on SR-81's effectiveness, I beg to differ. The Mark One Cycloids may have a stronger base power output, but SR-81 has a higher potential for growth, as well as the ability to overclock his systems in dire situations to increase his combat effectiveness. If he were to activate this "overdrive" state, he would reach something resembling a Battle Power of 7,500. In fact, I have a system similar to it. The use of which allowed me to easily defeat the opposing forces when we first arrived."
The Doctor quickly motioned for his Cycloids to begin collecting the corpses, regardless of how much of them remained. Each piece would be required for the next step in Breeches plan. Not wanting to look strange in front of his newest ally, the Doctor began to explain. "These warriors seemed to be rebels; warriors who were opposed to the previous ruler, Plato. If we can restore their vitality, upgrade them, then perhaps they'll feel some form of gratitude for us. If they wish to work alongside us, they can, if not, they can simply leave. But if they try to attack us, I suppose we'll just dismantle them again."
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Post by SR-81 on Aug 19, 2016 9:41:34 GMT
SR-81 bowed its head to Breech as he was spoken to. The mention of possible upgrades seemed to fill the droid with an... excitement of some sort. "Understood Doctor. I shall run Diagnostics on all of my systems and send you the reports when they are done."
SR's Mono-eye seemed to watch red as she went on her Tyrade. SR didn't much care for it, and muted its hearing for a few moments until the sword was pointed. It heard the last of RED's threat and looked down at the sword before it spoke. "I am not Programmed for fear. Your intimidation attempts are more comical than intimidating."
When SR was commanded to follow Contagion's commands, and that RED would be working with Breech SR-81 quickly spoke up. "Doctor. My calculations lead to all negatives in working with that one." He said. "Perhaps it would be wiser to put her under the companionship of SCAR member Zyajin. Their abilities would be better suited together."
No matter how much SR detested the Idea he had been given an order. One he was going to Obey. He'd listen to Breech's explanation of his systems before nodding. "I would have been fine from that attack. I could have dodged in time and Activated my Overclock." When Breech was completely finished speaking SR-81 turned. "I will take my leave now Doctor. I will assist SCAR Member Contagion."
With that said and done SR would activate its boosters and begin floating away, leaving the area completely.
SR-81 Has left the Thread. PL pls
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Aug 20, 2016 3:21:06 GMT
She looked into the robot's mono-eye as it would say its response to Red's threat. She would deadpan at its response, and drop her stance. She turns her head to Breech and says out loud with a very sass filled voice, "Alright, found a defect right here. You forgot to program fear and self-survival protocols, as those would help him keep alive. And it doesn't know that I can cleave off one of its arms with ease, does it?" She would back off, chuckling to herself that the most comical thing in this room was this robot's sense of superiority.
After her venting, she would hear the next set of words exit Breech's mouth, and she gaped her mouth, about to question why, but instead said out loud, "Wow... Thanks for trusting me to be next to you and shit. Thought you'd stick me with the Contagion or.... Zyajin was it?" She said with a shrug, looking cockily back at SR-81, as he has to be paired up with the weaker Contagion. Hell, it was even more hilarious to RED as the one she wanted to get closer to was the old man himself. Contagion seemed like a possible guy to get chummy with, as he seemed to be the most flexible type in the funniest way possible. But with Rebecca not being able to learn much about android and cyborg technology from that slime monster, the best bet was with Dr. Breech. Hell, he created a long line of androids and cyborgs in SCAR, and was even working on a way to control that thing he took down when they first landed.
Plus, it is complete bragging rights that the new android of SCAR was able to directly work with Breech. And it was something she could hold over the head of the supposed best creation of his. She smiled cockily as she eyed the damaged SR-81 as he was assigned to that said slime bio-android, as Breech turned around and started explaining the benefits of SR-81. Well, it was a surprise that this robot could actually achieve a battle power that exceeded her own by a marginal amount, and even more surprising that Breech also had such a function. She could not help but mutter to herself, "Does every robot have that ability!? ... Do I have that ability?... Questions for later."
While pondering this, she overheard the walking pile of cracked armor speak up against the ginger android working with the old man, saying that all possibilities lead to nothing but negative scenarios. This was just pathetic now, as he started complaining about the arrangements. Smirking, Red would say to him, "I'm sorry, but seriously? You'll only brush this off as stupid shit, but you are being quite petty. Just jealous that you don't get the doctor all to yourself, eh 'Number One Creation'? That was sarcasm, by the way."
Then, just as he was leaving, he started to say at how he could've beat the kid on his own. Chuckling, she would bark at him, "Yeah, keep making excuses ya tin can? This ain't a world of shoulda coulda woulda's, this is a world of things that happen. And, what you just said... Didn't happen."
She would wait until she was gone before turning to face the good doctor, as she had her own questions for him at this point. She walked over to the corpse of the kid, kinda sad for him as he was put down without even the slightest bit of effort. Then again, she was going to give him a fight which would end in his death, but he didn't even last longer than a minute. Faking a cough to fill in the silence, Red wanted to break that frozen cold silence as she asked the doctor a question.
"Well, I have a feeling you chose me to be with you cause I'm the biggest unknown factor of the group at the moment, amirite? I understand you not trusting me after my emotional blow ups, and... As much as I hate admitting it... SR has a semblance of a point when saying that I am kind of unstable. Also, legit question on top of this. What is this that I hear about rebuilding? Is this the real reason why we went to the space boonies?"
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Post by Dr. Breech on Aug 21, 2016 1:41:20 GMT
Breech barely registered SR's exit. He was much too focused on examining the corpses of his latest kills. They were extraordinarily strong, especially the young boy in front of him. Over three thousand Battle Power units wasn't something that even the average Saiyan child possessed. It was clear this group was preparing for war; was Plato's reign truly bad enough for a coup to rise in the shadows?
His eyes briefly darted to the side, inspecting Rebecca as she questioned Breech's reasoning for keeping her as a close ally. "Yes, I suppose your emotions intrigue me the most. Android's aren't usually programmed with such strong feelings of anger in their systems. You are a special case, in my eyes. Can you explain to me a bit of your origin? From what Katsu's report tells me, you were not originally intended for combat operations."
A Cycloid stomped by, collecting the last corpse in the room, before slowly stomping through the hole it had made upon entry. The remaining Cycloids quickly followed suit, leaving Rebecca and Breech alone.
"Rebuilding these Warrior's is an objective, though it is not neccesarily our main goal. Of course, not every Konatsian will want to evolve just yet, but soon enough, they'll know the power my machines hold, and even those who are initially reluctant will come around."
Breech took to a stand, his eyes scanning the room for any imperfections in the rock walls. As he scanned each wall, he posed another question to his companion. "Tell me, Miss Rebecca. Do you have qualms with my methods? Destroying my enemies and building them up again to add to my army? This is the first time I've done something like this, of course, but I don't intend on leaving precious resources unclaimed."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Aug 21, 2016 23:45:21 GMT
Red, having a quick look around the room, noticed the light amount of supplies that the Konatsians had in this crevice. It was enough for a light base that needed constant repairs or something, as it was completely makeshift. The people of this planet had some strong warriors, considering that they were ruled by such a weakling for a while. Seeing this makeshift base, she decided that it could be some sort of hangout for SCAR outside of their actual base. In her mind, she was already imagining turning this makeshift hut and assorted boxes into some sort of party room.
She would notice a sizable rock and walk over to it, sitting on top of it as she was getting tired of standing. Not that it really made a difference, it was just that the ginger haired android wanted to do something different. While on top of the boulder, she would watch and listen to the good doctor explain why he was interested in Rebecca in the first place. She was actually surprised that she was considered special due to her strong feelings, especially the ones derivative to the emotion of anger and rage.
He then asked about her origins, mentioning that Katsu mentioned something about originally being meant for non-combat situations. With a sigh, she rolled her cybernetic eyes as she would say, "Ugh, don't remind me about what he said. Ruffled me a bit with some of his blunt comments."
Remaining quiet for a couple of seconds as she was formulating how she was going to describe her creation, she would say, "Well, I don't know all the details myself. All I know was what I downloaded in the short amount of time between me activating and me destroying the cliff side facility that I was built in. Well, from what I was able to gather, the researchers that originally wanted me made wanted me to be built as a first model for a servant-based type of android. And boy did they suck at actually building the robots themselves."
She paused for a couple seconds to have a couple laughs, as she remembered as her mind pulled up a data file about a fat android who was more or less a clown before he started to slowly but surely melt down to nothing but a pile of molten metal. Rebecca would continue, saying, "Well, I do have to give them credit on making advanced artificial intelligence. I mean, if I was nothing more than that program they created in the first place, then I would probably be serving some fat cat in being a maid or worse... But they didn't limit themselves on how far they should make the AI, as they wanted me as a base, so they made my initial AI to be as human as possible, planning to tweak me as they tested me. And they were running low on funds, so they scrounged up whatever they had and ordered one from some combat android facility."
"Thank god Lab Cero... Oh, that's the bunch of eggheads that made me. Lab Cero never gave specific instructions to this off-site facility, as they just grabbed one of their espionage droids that fit the appearance they desired and sent me off after locking all of my combat utilities and the like. They even locked away their patented combat droid AI behind a couple of system barriers rather than giving them a droid with a clean slate."
She chuckled as she would wrap up her story, "After my body was sent back to Lab Cero, they acted like kids getting a brand new toy and turned me on after installing their own AI into my body. While I was getting installed and they were arguing over what to call me, Cero's AI explored what functions it had, and apparently the lock on the combat AI wasn't as tight as they wanted. The two AI met and coalesced, melding together and merging into who I am today. I just started doing what I wanted, which was to be free and be my own person, and the instant they told me no... Well, I got murder-happy."
Stopping, she would end with a simple, "Dunno how the AI merging worked, but they completed what the other AI lacked. I was made through lots of miracles and complete fuck ups, but I wouldn't 'ave it any other way to be honest."
She would remain silent as the final cycloid started to carry the final specimen out of the area, leaving Breech and Rebecca all alone. He explained how he was going to rebuild the fallen into their own ways, and how the allure of being turned into a metallic version of themselves would make everyone join SCAR's cause. It sounded okay on the surface, but Red would not stand being the ones that they all just killed today, waking up and finding themselves outfitted to be something else. A mind in a new body, similar to how she would have been.
Breech must have picked up on this unease as he pounced with yet another question, directed towards her feelings on their actions. The plans set for building an army out of his enemies, even admitting it was the first time he was ever doing something like that. She did not want to upset Doctor Breech, but he was being completely upfront with her, so she felt obligated to do the same with him.
"Truth be told Doc," Rebecca would say with a click of her tongue, "I kind of do. I actually do have a problem with this, if you could see some similarity in my origin story with your plan. Although I was built to do something completely different and in different ways than what you are doing, you are trying to make things to control these people. Now, I know it sounds odd coming from someone who was toying with the heart of a kid and murder a handful of them without batting an eyelash, but taking over people's minds and control them as if they were your personal toy.... It strikes a chord in whatever mechanical soul I have. I mean, if it truly is what the person wants to do, which is to become a cyborg and serve under us, then there's no prob bob. But if they want otherwise or even to have nothing to do with us, then I would rather let them do them rather than impose ourselves on them..."
She would put her hands in her lap as she twiddles her fingers, waiting for Breech's response to her huge tirade. Plus, it was the most she had ever spoke about herself in such great detail, so she wanted to give her voice box a rest.
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Post by Dr. Breech on Aug 25, 2016 8:36:27 GMT
Breech listened intently to Rebecca's long-winded origin. Her beginning's were interesting, to say the least. Perhaps the reason for her unstable emotional state was due to a lack of proper meshing between the two separate AI's that make up her current personality? If it were true, he'd ask her at a later date. It seemed the little droid was uneasy as of now, and Breech didn't want to lose a potential warrior over something as simple as her being uncomfortable.
RED quickly answered his next question, voicing her concerns over Breeches methods. He nodded slowly, his scanner shutting down as he turned his attention to Rebecca. "I believe there is a lack of use in a being who is unwilling to be under your command being forced to do your will. On some occasions, it turns out well, but on others, it makes for a poor fighter. If they are weak, they are under my control, and aren't worth my time because of it. The strong-willed will resist the programming, and make it moot if they are truly strong. Even my excellent programming cannot force someone to preform at their best if they do not want to. No matter how you look at it, the subject needs to be willing for the warrior to be at peak condition. I'm taking a risk with these warriors, just as I will with anyone else who possesses above average skills."
Breech turned, his eyes falling upon the large hole in the wall which SR and Rebecca had entered from. He moved towards it, stepping over a leg which had been left behind by the Cycloids. It seemed they deemed it unfit for use, and by the mangled look of it, Breech would say they were correct in that assessment. As the Doctor stood at the breach his colleagues had made, he turned back to RED, speaking in his usual cold tone. "If they wish to serve us, they will. If not, I terminate them again. It's simple, really."
He turned again, intent on heading out the door and returning to his ship. Before he did, though, he turned back for a moment, his gaze fixated on the child-like Android yet again. She had an air of rebel about her, but her attitude towards organic beings allowed her to integrate well into this organization. If she had any doubts now, however, she would definitely become a problem in the future. He contemplated simply terminating her now to eliminate the potential problem, but the optimist in him decided against it.
"If you have anything else to say, please speak your peace now. If not, we've concluded our business here."
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Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Sept 4, 2016 2:35:19 GMT
She would listen attentively to the doctor's explanation on how he was going to go about his business, wondering a little on why he did not remark once about her past. I mean, she said a lot about herself, and yet not one word said about it. Then again, Breech's mind was on a completely different subject altogether, as he was trying to persuade Red that what he was doing was going to be right. What he was saying made sense that if they weren't going to listen to him, then executing them would be the next order of business. But still, this idea of turning organic beings into cybernetic beings without even consulting them firsthand was a bit off putting, but she was sure to not give the doctor any indication of this kind of thought process.
She would watch as he traversed the room, even observing the entrance that Red made when she had a bit of an anger fit against that dumb bucket of bolts, listening once again as he reiterates that he would eradicate the ones who would disobey him. Nodding along, she would say, "Yes yes, disable the ones who won't follow orders yada yada yada. I get it, don't need ta repeat yourself Breechers. I mean, I can replay the information and even the quote you gave me word for word because of my data banks or whatever," saying this while she moves her finger to her ear, digging into her ear out of bad habit as it really served no purpose.
Then the doctor proposed the Ultimatum of continuing to pursue this line of conversation, which would risk him into the state of being irritated, which is never a good idea... Or to drop it and go on with their lives. With a shrug, Rebecca would nonchalantly tell the good doctor, "Well Breechers, I am okay with the idea for now. I just don't want to control people through force. So if one of your little experiments doesn't comply, give me a shot at dicing em up. You know how much I love destruction and all..."
Laughing up a storm, she fell on the ground and lie there, staring at the cave ceiling as she wanted to rest for a while. She wanted to be left alone with her thoughts for a while, and watched Doctor Breech head onto the ship. She moves an arm up into the sky and swings it back in forth as she waved him off, saying to him, "See ya next time Doc."
(Exiting thread, Wanting of the Power Level please)
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Sept 21, 2016 10:34:47 GMT
SR-81, your Word Count is 1,843 and your PL Gains are: 2,690! Current PL Total: 5,026 > NEW PL Total: 7,716! Rebecca E. Dewitt your Word Count is 6,378 and your PL Gains are: 10,204[!!!] Current PL Total: 10,702 > NEW PL Total: 20,906! Entirely Ed will be here shortly to administer gains to Doctor Breech. Seeing as I play him, I cannot grade myself.
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Entirely Ed
Moderator
The Egg Has Risen
PL: Several Raging Hornet's Nests
Zeni: Some Honey Nut Cheerios
Shoki: Cicada Shells & Dreams
Tag: @ed
OOC Name: Ed
Posts: 310
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Post by Entirely Ed on Sept 21, 2016 10:39:11 GMT
Dr. Breech , your PL gains are 3541OLD PL: 54,776 NEW PL: 58,317
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