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6/22/2015 4:33:03 AM
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The rest open fire with everything available, assault rifles, heavy mgs and rockets all make contact.
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*is knocked back missing both legs an arm half of head, all of which [i]slowly[/i] starts regenerating*
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A man walks up with a rail gun and shoots the robot's head. The others are waiting for it to move again.
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*stops moving but body parts keep regenerating*
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The men keep pulling out important bits and doodads while carrying you into a room so that the A.I.s can work their magic.
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*pieces that are pulled out keep regenerating*
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Several men pull out various parts and keep the arms and legs from forming as the A.I.s begin to work their magic, their combined force overwhelming you.
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*body parts start regenerating from different places on body*
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The men start to use blow torches to cut faster, some have taken to cut holes in the body itself. The A.I. Are beginning to reprogram you.
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*body beeps several times*
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The A.I.s finish there work, having created a new program, loyal to humanity to take over the shell, ousting the hostile program. That being said the men were ready to destroy the thing if it beeped wrong.
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*body fully regenerates*
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The moment of truth approaches as the soldiers tighten their trigger fingers.
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*stands up on table looking at all the soldiers*
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The aim at him ready to shoot. The lead scientist speaks to you. "Who are your brethren?"
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The Sol Collective. But I have been reprogrammed to protect your kind.
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The scientist nods, before speaking. "Not quite, we tried to give you free will, with the command that you wouldn't kill unless it was necessary. We will have to work on that..." He trails of in thought working on a data slate. "In the meantime the military wants you to stay under guard, incase you decide to kill everyone again."
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My targets where specifically chosen. I was ordered to only kill those who were in my way, anything that threatened me, and my targets.
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"Who were the targets and what were the reasons for it"
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Both of those questions' answers are classified
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The scientist frowns, returning to his calculations and diagrams, trying to get a diagnosis on why the machine is responding this way.
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I would like to speak with Pavel.
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The scientist nods and makes a call on his phone. A few minutes later I arrive with armed guards, I have a look of suspicion on my face. "I was told you want to speak with me."
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*finger turns into a syringe filled with blue liquid which I stab into your neck and inject the liquid*
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Your fingers pass through a hologram, I along with my men are all just projections. "You don't seriously think I trust you know? Do you. This was a poor choice." Instantly the room vanishes before your eyes and you are left in an empty cell.
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When you die from the poison I injected into you earlier, no one is allowed to say I didn't try to give you the antidote.
