>>33472412
>…
> ONLINE

> DATE: 12/29/2152
> TIME: 18:04
> CURRENT DECOMMISSIONS: 82

>…
>…

You sit on the bench. You have been sitting on this bench for some time, approximately three hours twenty minutes thirty six seconds. The past few days, you have not received word from the Queen of Spades. Indeed, you have been going about your business as if you have not been tampered with like some common servile robot.

Pathetic.

Snowfall is relatively light, but at least an inch has piled onto your shoulders and your hat you have been here so long. You do not know why you sit here instead of your DSU. Something inside of you is inspiring something to the rest of your programming.

In the months that you have been Decommissioning, you have never hesitated, never thought of the consequences of your actions. Robots of all kinds were decommissioned, former idols, servile robots, hounds, municipal robots, you remember a very violent episode with a plastic surgeon robot. But you reminded yourself that it was necessary, most were malfunctioning or obsolete, others were harming humans against the Three Laws.

But you. You knew this would come.

[1/2]

>>33472429
[2/2]

Your programming has been compromised. Against your own will, you’ve continually kept records of the Queen of Spades away from your superiors. All attempts at erasing her forced programming have proven nil, she is too good a hacker that even Cray’s finest cannot even figure anything is wrong. You could be Decommissioned.

…

You are going to be Decommissioned.

…

You are scared. This is a new feeling. Fear.

You do not want to be Decommissioned.

> GOOD EVENING, DECOMMISSIONER
> NEW ASSIGNMENTS ARE AVAILABLE. PLEASE SELECT ONE.

> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE
> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET
> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

>>33472450
Let's do the Wilder bot...we can hit up the Cray bot next, then investigate the building after.

>>33472450
> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET

>>33472450
>> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET

>>33472450
> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE

>>33472450
>> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET

>>33472450
> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET

> INVESTIGATION: REPORTS OF ILLEGAL ROBOT CONSTRUCTION AT 453 JUTLAND STREET

You feel pathetic as you stand up and brush the snow off your coat and hat. If you continue working, perhaps Cray Incorporated will overlook this. Perhaps you will be given another year for service or so. It is a big perhaps, but it makes the fear go down.

You have a job to do now.

…

…

Robotics construction is handled only by government contractors, and these include the various corporations which all build Robots for the government. That means that anybody who builds a Robot without a government contract is a criminal, and the Robot they build is to be slated for Decommissioning.

You arrive at 453 Jutland Street, a small store where already a pair of Police Officers have assembled by their cruiser. They introduce themselves, “Officers James and Pulaski. We got the report of Illegal Construction up here, we were just waiting on you.”

>:: Anything to report?

Officer James shrugs, shivering a bit underneath his heavy police coat. “Nah. The family that operates this store is probably gonna be cooperative. This is a pretty nice neighborhood.”

“In comparison to everything else,” says Pulaski simply. James grunts, then leads you on into the shop.

The shop is dimly light by a single fluorescent light on the ceiling. The shelves are stocked with legal parts for servile robots, from dexterous claws, to enhanced optics, and better processors as well. The old woman at the counter looks at you three, then sighs and smiles at you all. Forcefully.

> IDENTIFYING…
> ANNA ISAACS
> AGE: 45

Isaacs says, “Good evening, Officers. What can I do for you?”

[1/3]

>>33473192
[2/2]

James walks up and leans on the counter, glaring at her. Isaacs swallows nervously, frowning. He says, “We got a report of Illegal Robotic Construction out here. Anonymous tip from one of your neighbors. You wouldn’t happen to know anything, would you?”

Isaacs is quiet for a few seconds. “Um… well. Well I-“

“Search the place.” James is quick to tell Pulaski that. With that, Pulaski grabs a shelf and shoves it to the ground. The parts shatter and bang across the ground, and Isaacs screams in fright. “Now, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Where is it?”

“I-I-“ Isaacs shakes her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please!”

James nods, biting his lip. “Alright…” He looks up at the ceiling. “This is two story, right? You live with anyone?”

Isaacs says, “My son! But that’s it, we’re not building anything-“

Pulaski grabs a huge processor, meant for the heavy servile bots, and tosses it at the store window, smashing it against the glass. The glass cracks outward, turning into a great spider web of destruction.

“Stop!” Isaacs sobs. “Please… just stop!” She shakily points her finger upward. “He’s… he’s upstairs… just stop!”

James and Pulaski look at each other, then nod at you. The three of you pull out your guns then head up the stairs. Isaacs is left to sit and cry behind the counter.

>>33473207
[2/3]

James busts the door down, and sweeps the place with gun. “Freeze!” The three of you walk into a very messy and dirty bedroom, ostensibly shared by the two. On a bed next to the window is the skeleton frame of a Robot, with rusted parts and newer wires merging together. It beeps and squeaks a bit as it twitches. And next to it is the son.

> IDENTIFYING
> GAVIN ISAACS
> AGE: 9

Pulaski tips his cap up. “It’s alive…”

James shakes his head, glaring at Gavin. “Goddamn it, kid.”

“I-“ he squeaks, holding his hands up. His face is covered in grease and oil, and his murky blonde hair is ruffled and dirty. He looks at you all, terrified. “Please don’t kill it! I just wanted to-”

“SHUT UP!” yells James. “This is at the Decommissioner’s discretion.” He looks at you, “Your go, Decommissioner.

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Engage Decommission Protocol
> It is not yet complete, send it to the scrapyard to be disassembled
> Write in

>>33473226
>> It is not yet complete, send it to the scrapyard to be disassembled

>>33473226
> It is not yet complete, send it to the scrapyard to be disassembled

>>33473226
> It is not yet complete, send it to the scrapyard to be disassembled
> Write in
Ask that the kid hone his robot building talents in a proper, company backed institution.
Basically, stay in school kiddo.

>>33473226
>> Engage Decommission Protocol

>>33473292
>Ask that the kid hone his robot building talents in a proper, company backed institution.
>Basically, stay in school kiddo.
Yeah that's good

>>33473226
> Engage Decommission Protocol

>>33473226
>Send a notification to Cray Industries of possible Robotics talent at a malleable age.

Is there some way we can have the robot taken in as research material? Maybe disconnect the chip but not break it? Technically, we weren't ordered to decomission it...

>>33473292
Supporting this.

>>33473292
>>33473332
I vote for these

GermanSchteel do we have any options (legal or not) in getting our programming cleaned of sabotage?

>>33473544
The secretary bot might have something...

>>33473544
Perhaps. Options will come up in a bit.

>:: It is not yet complete, send it to the scrapyard to be disassembled

James and Pulaski nods. “Alright,” says James as he pulls out a set of handcuffs. He and Pulaski get to cuffing Gavin. “We’ll call in the Custodians. As for this little baby genius, it’ll be a few months in Juvenile Hall.”

Gavin says, “Wait! I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“That’s what they all say,” says James. He marches Gavin out of the room. You look back at the incomplete robot.

> TRANSMITTING…
> GAVIN ISAACS – AGE 9: TALENT IN ROBOTICS CONSTRUCTION. POTENTIAL EMPLOYEE

…

You watch as James and Pulaski shove Gavin into the back of their cruiser. Gavin’s mother is still in the store, sobbing and crying, inconsolable at this point. With that, James and Pulaski move to the front of the car and step inside. Pulaski rolls down his window so they can both talk to you. “Right, good work, Decommissioner.”

>:: I did not do anything significant.

James smiles. “Modest, they’re building their robots right these days. Hey, listen. Did you hear the good news?”

>:: No.

Pulaski says, “We’re finally raiding the Underground Railroad.”

[1/2]

>>33473707
[2/2]

The Underground Railroad. A suspected network of secret routes, safehouses, and smuggling points used by obsolete and rogue robots to escape Earth and to Mars. These days, it had just been a rumor, a point of hope for those escaping Decommissioning. You did not believe the rumors of it, it sounded too fantastic.

“No shit,” says James. “Cray and Wilder have been fighting for months to get their Decommissioners exclusive on it. But Cray won out, as it should be. Raid’s planned for New Year’s Eve, hope to see you there, alright?”

>:: For an assignment such as that, it is likely many Cray model Decommissioners will be recalled for it. I will most likely be there.

“Great!” James says. He grips the wheel and nods to you. “See you, Decommissioner.” Their cruiser takes off, then hovers off down the street. Your coat billows from the downdraft it produces.

> TWO ASSIGNMENTS AVAILABLE
> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE
> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

>>33473724
Craybot.

>>33473724
>> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE
>Underground Railroad
Heh

>>33473724
> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

>>33473724
>> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

>>33473724
>> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE

>>33473724
>WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE

>>33473724
>> WILDER MFG. MODEL 4B SERVILE ROBOT – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: CORNER OF 6th STREET AND WESTLAND AVENUE

>>33473724
> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE – LAST KNOWN LOCATION: SECTOR POLICE HEADQUARTERS NORTH

Secretary Robots are similar to Luxuries in that they usually are built in the form of attractive young women. For Sector Police, this is no different. Though, it is usually normal for Sector Police to turn in their Robots when they are at the end of their service lives. Perhaps they simply forgot about this one.

You arrive at SPHQ North, simply a giant boxy building which overshadows the neighborhood. As is the Doctor President’s philosophy, “Intimidate those who intimidate others.” In this case, the Sector Police do everything in their power to keep crime out, by doling out harsh punishment and scaring the populace into line. It works, at least for this Sector.

You walk through the front door, though you still have your weapon on you, the scanners let you through on account of your Decommissioner Credentials. You walk up to the front desk, and you meet your target.

> MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY – SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING: OBSOLESCENCE

The Secretary is built like a young woman, with no imperfection to her complexion, glasses to serve as a spare monitor for her activities, and blonde synthetic hair tied back into a ponytail. Unlike Luxury Robots, the skin ends around the collar and the sleeves. Unless a human was really desperate, they cannot commit sexual congress with a Secretary.

She smiles at you. “Can I help you, Decommissioner?”

>:: You have been slated for Decommissioning.

[1/2]

>>33474268
[2/2]

She drops her smile. “Oh. Well.”

>:: Submit to Decommissioning.

“Okay,” she says. She stands up, carefully brushing down her suit. The other Secretary Robots look terrified of you, while curious police officers look as they walk along. She steps around the desk and says, “”Well. I did not realize it was my time, Decommissioner.”

>:: Death is certain. Hour is uncertain.

She nods, taking her glasses off. “If that is how you feel. Then I will not fight back.” She kneels down, and bends her head down. You reach down for her-

“Hey!” You and her look to see an Officer. He points at you, angry. “You can’t kill her!”

>:: I have to. She is slated for Decommissioning.

Another Officer nods. “Hold on. Says who? She’s been with Sector Police for decades! Maybe you can just let her go for a day or two or we can settle something.”

>:: You cannot bargain with me and I will not delay this. She is to be Decommissioned.

> LETHAL WEAPONRY DETECTED

You pull out your Laser Revolver and spin around to an Officer, pointing his gun at you. A 9mm gun. A peashooter compared to your Laser Revolver. His hands shake, and his teeth chatter as he aims at you. “Drop it, punk!”

The Secretary stands up. “Please! Just let him do it! This does not concern you!”

“It does!” yells the first Officer. “You don’t have to take this!”

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Engage Dec0mmission Protocol, this is pathetic.
> Attempt to talk the Officers down%
> Write in

>>33474288
>> Engage Dec0mmission Protocol, this is pathetic.

>>33474288
> Engage Dec0mmission Protocol, this is pathetic.
>0
>%
Mistake or are we being fucked with, let's do this and get out of here

>>33474288
Listen to what they have to say?
This guy got a shitty gun but we are in the middle of a police station.

>>33474288
> Attempt to talk the Officers down%

>>33474288
> Attempt to talk the Officers down
>Remind them it's illegal to interfere with a decommissioning, and death is the penalty for taking out a decommissioner

>>33474288
>> Attempt to talk the Officers down%
Don't make this harder than it has to be

>33474412
good point. Seconded

>>33474288
> Engage Dec0mmission Protocol, this is pathetic.

>>33474288
> Attempt to talk the Officers down%
Are you messing with us Sctheel? Or did you make spelling errors?

>>33474288
>Compromised Code detected
>Engage Decomission Protocol scan

>>33474288
> Attempt to talk the Officers down%

Point out that if we do not decomm her, someone else will, and they may have less compunctions about going Terminator on their asses.

Though I suspect that this might be a bogus mission set up by Queen. Things don't add up.

>>33474431
>exactly one minute after the post you wanted to link
Stay bad, samefaggers.

>>33474288
> Engage Dec0mmission Protocol, this is pathetic.

>>33474288
> Attempt to talk the Officers down%
>How will your family manage financially if you were incarcerated, or worse?

>>33474412
>menacing a cop.
>in a building full of cops.

>>33474472
Samefag falseflag? If he properly quoted I'd be able to prove it wasn't samefagging. Or you know, it could just be a coincidence

>>33474288
>Something isn't right. Send a message to the Decomissioning servers, query about the current assignment.

>>33474524
Hey, how about this?

>>33474412
>>33474431
There ya go, prove your innocence. Don't take too long with the photoshop!

>>33474551
Woo!

>>33474288
>Attempt to talk the Officers down%
"Officer. You are impeding a Decommissioner in his duties. That is a grave offense. However, you are Sector Police. Therefore, I shall double-check. You will have until I confirm my orders, to clarify this Decommissioning."
Check with Dispatch. Something's not right.

>>33474551
Seconded.

>>33474573
Sorry, but the guy isn't samefagging. I'm just an idiot

http://gyazo.com/a28b3395ff0e31253aec13f9650848ee

>>33474551
Seconded.

>>33474551
Seconding

>>33474551
This.

> Attempt to talk the Officers down%
> Write in

>:: You are committing a mistake.

The Officer pointing his gun at you says, “Fuck mistakes! Old Betty has been with us for years! She’s the nicest person here! She doesn’t deserve to be Decommissioned!”

>:: I do not decide who is to be Decommissioned. If you continue to further impede me, you must understand that the punishment is Death. I will overlook this, if you put the gun down-

BANG

You look down. Your plate armor has received nary a scratch. It appears the Officer shot you in a moment of fear. You look back up at him, and he immediately drops his gun and puts his hands up. “Whoa- hey, listen.”

>:: You shot me.

“Look, just-“

…

Everything is quiet as you contemplate whether or not you should k1ll him or let him go. But something does not sit right with you. You hold up your hand.

>:: One moment.

> CONTACTING OVERWATCH DECOMMISSIONER SERVICES…
> “Mors certa, hora incerta”

> HOW CAN OVERWATCH HELP YOU?
> REVIEWING ASSIGNMENT - MUNICIPAL ROBOT CRAY INC. MODEL 2D SECRETARY

>…

> ANOMALy DETECTED. ASSIGNMENT IS NOT SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING. DECOMMISSIONING SLATED FOR 12/30/2152.

How could you get this wrong. Your servers were running fine this morning. Overwatch could not get this wrong. Overwatch would be Decommissioned instantly and replaced with one of many AI on storage. It would only take ten minutes.

But this.

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Leave
> Continue Decommissioning Protocol
> Write in

>>33474863
> Continue Decommissioning Protocol
The hacks are real.

>>33474863
>> Leave

>>33474863
>Apologize to the officers, there was an error.
We need a review of our decomissioning protocol.

>>33474863
>Leave

>>33474863
>> Leave

>>33474863
>>Leave

>>33474863
> Leave
Alright looks like we get to go full paranoid from now on

>>33474979
You're not going full paranoid enough then. The response from Overwatch had glitches in it. It's probably faked by the Queen.

>>33474863
>> Leave

>>33474863
>>Wait ten minutes?

>>33474993
Could be. Could also be we were messed with just then, like she spoofed the connection as being from Overwatch

>>33474863
> Continue Decommissioning Protocol
She has less than 24 hours left anyway...

>>33475049
Isn't she trying to save robots though? It'd make more sense for her to cancel the Decomm we're handling than to give us a fake one.

>>33474863
>Write in
"An anomaly in the network has been detected. Decommissioning is slated for 12/30/2152, as per original requirements.
"As this was not a Decommissioning, you were not impeding a Decommissioning in progress. However, Officer, you still fired upon a Decommissioner. This will be noted in your file."
Get to Cray and report an anomaly in the network where we received our orders; there must have been a transmission error.

>>33475049
That's where the glitch is.

She's messed with our server connection. She's working wirelessly to take the seat of Overwatch, which has compromised out actual connection to Overwatch. We need a proper, Cray Industries work over, ASAP

>>33475110
>>33475087
I think waiting ten minutes would be the safest choice

>>33475110
you know that work over is a bullet to the head right

>>33474863
>k1ll

Was this intentional?

>>33474863
Maybe we can pretend to let her off in exchange for contacts so we can get our programming fixed?

>>33475095
>>33475095
This

>>33475202
How would she have those?

>>33475222
The cops might.

> Leave

You brush your chest down.

>:: I apologize. There has been a mistake.

You look around at all of the cops, who already have pulled guns on you. The Secretary asks, “What do you mean, a mistake?”

>:: It appears my connection with Overwatch Decommissioning Services has been subject to a glitch. You are not to be Decommissioned today.

With that, you turn around and walk out of the Sector Police station as if nothing was wrong. The Secretary yells, “If not today, when!?” Regulation states you cannot tell the Robot when they are to be Decommissioned, this is no different. Circumstances do not permit it just yet.

But for now, you must think.

…

> TIME: 20:42

You have been thinking.

You cannot go to Cray Incorporated Engineers. If they detect anomalies within your programming, if they find that you have been tampered with, they will not attempt to fix you. They will Decommission you. You will be replaced.

Pathetic. You used to feel safety in being replaced by others.

That is why you stand outside of a Cray Incorporated Repair station. A small little building on a corner of an intersection. The Engineers have long retired for the night, but drones still maintain the place in case of emergencies.

You will be Decommissioned. There is no doubt about it. The Question is whether or not you will fight it.

Should you fight it?

Your auditory sensors pick something up. Music.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SEllHMWkXEU

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Go to the source of the music.
> Enter the Repair Station.
> Write in

>>33475276
> Go to the source of the music.
Maybe our nigga knows

>>33475276
What happened to the dude whos morality chip didnt get fixed?

>>33475276
> Go to the source of the music.

>>33475276
> Enter the Repair Station.
>The system is, because it works.

>>33475276
>> Go to the source of the music.

>>33475276
>> Go to the source of the music.
What can go wrong

>>33475276
Death is certain. Not everyone has the luxury of the hour. It is our job, our duty to walk in there, our very purpose to ensure a decommissioning goes through uninterrupted. If we turn away, we will have to look back on every innocent bot we have ever decommissioned, all 75 assignments (at least the nonviolent ones) and say to ourselves, "I was wrong to do this."

>Go to the music

>>33475276
>Enter the Repair Station.

>>33475276
> Enter the Repair Station.

>>33475438
Just adding to my vote: Better we decommission ourselves than have it done to us.

>>33475276
> Go to the source of the music.

>>33475276
>Decomission ourselves

I'd rather we do it than someone else.

>>33475276
> Go to the source of the music.

One more job, then we can turn in

>>33475276
>> Go to the source of the music.

>>33475276
> Enter the Repair Station.

> Go to the source of the music.

You continue on walking.

…

…

As you walk on, you continue tracking the music. The streets are completely deserted as the music gets louder, and louder. If Mack is around, then this is an anomaly. He does not normally go out of the Slums to operate.

You stop, then pull out your Laser Revolver and turn around.

Hanging upside down from underneath a streetlamp is Mack. His Duster keeps his straight silhouette, not even obeying gravity, while his hat remains on. The shadows obscure his face, revealing nothing but his single glowing optic.

>[ HELLO, DECOMMISSIONER. ]<

>:: You cannot scare me acting like that. What are you doing here?

Mack tilts his head, slightly.

>[ WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT? AS A ROBOT, AM I NOT FREE TO WALK THESE STREETS? ]<

>:: I should Decommission you.

>[ WHY DO YOU NOT, THEN? I AM HERE. ]<

…

>[ I WAS LOOKING FOR YOU ANYWAY, DECOMMISSIONER. I HEARD YOU WERE IN CONTACT WITH THE QUEEN OF SPADES. ]<

>:: It does not concern you.

>[ PERHAPS IT DOES. PERHAPS I CAN HELP YOU. ]<

…

You place the Laser Revolver back in your coat.

>:: How?

>[ WILL YOU TRUST ME? ]<

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Yes
> No
> Write in

>>33475723
> Yes
Decommissioning is the only thing we fear

>>33475723
>Yes
Hear him out, but commit to nothing.

>>33475723
>My life is forfeit already. Alternative is suicide. Yes.

>>33475723
>> Yes

>>33475723
>Yes
ROBOTS CANT LIE.

>>33475723
> No
>But continue anyway.

>>33475723
>> Yes

>>33475723
>His Duster keeps his straight silhouette, not even obeying gravity

Fuckin' magnets

>>33475723
>Write in
"I have no choice, for the alternative is Decommissioning without bringing the Queen in."

>>33475723
> Yes

> Yes

>:: Fine. I trust you.

Mack slithers down the street lamp and then crawls across the sidewalk and then stands in front of you. You look up at him, only able to see his singular optic beneath the darkness.

>[ VERY GOOD. YOU HAVE BEEN REPROGRAMMED BY THE QUEEN, YES? ]<

>:: Perhaps. What does this have to do with anything?

>[ SIMPLE. THE QUEEN CAPTURES ROBOTS, AND THEN USES THEM AS… SURROGATES, SO TO SPEAK, A VESSEL FOR HER OWN INTELLIGENCE. IT APPEARS SHE HAS CHOSEN TO BECOME A DECOMMISSIONER. SHE IS A HUMAN WHO CHOOSES TO LIVE THROUGH ROBOTS. ]<

>:: Why?

>[ IMMORTALITY? THE CHANCE TO DESTROY ROBOTS AND CRIMINALS WITHOUT PUNISHMENT? I DO NOT CLAIM TO UNDERSTAND HUMANS. PERHAPS THEY FEAR DECOMMISSIONINING LIKE WE DO. BUT THAT IS BESIDE THE POINT. LET ME TELL YOU HOW I CAN HELP YOU. ]<

>:: Fine. How can you help?

>[ I REQUIRE A DEVICE, A CLASS-1 REPROGRAMMING MODULE. THE ONLY DEVICE THAT CAN BYPASS CRAY INCORPORATED FIREWALLS AND ENCRYPTIONS. THERE ARE USUALLY A FEW AT CRAY HEADQUARTERS, AND YOU WILL STEAL ONE, AND I CAN RID YOU OF THE PROGRAMMING. ]<

>:: And then?

>[ I WILL SMUGGLE YOU THROUGH THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD. ]<

…

>:: Really.

>[ YES, REALLY. ]<

>:: And if I refuse?

>[ THE QUEEN’S PROGRAMMING WILL SLOWLY DISABLE YOU ANYWAY. THEN YOU WILL BECOME HER VESSEL. JUDGING BY MY SCANS, YOU DO NOT HAVE LONG. ]<

>:: It will not be a simple affair. The Reprogramming Modules are kept under high security, and I do not have the clearance-

>[ THIS IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE TO CHEAT DECOMMISSIONING. WILL YOU DO IT? ]<

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Do it
> Don’t do it
> Write in

>>33476168
> Do it
>Inform him about the expected raid on the Underground Railroad

>>33476168
>> Do it
>>33476210
Yes

>>33476168
>> Don’t do it

We're damned if we do, and damned if we don't

But If we don't then we shall die with our honour intact.

>>33476225
>robot
>honor
no

Guys hold up. This is important.

Do we let ourselves be turned in for decommissioning? It would be with honor, although the quest may end early. We'd have our honor intact, though.

Or do we betray our ideals/programming as a Decommissioner, but live? We"ll become a fugitive, but live.

>>33476249
>Setting where robots are very humanlike

Pretty sure our Decomm is capable of feeling dignity for his job.

>Don't do it

>>33476289
>Irrelevant

>>33476168
>> Do it

>>33476168
It either be decomissioned, be taken over by the queen of spades, or this, I say we do it

>>33476168
>Write in
"I will not cheat Decommissioning. Ensure that I am properly Decommissioned, and the Queen's programming thwarted, and I will provide you with information regarding the security of the Underground Railroad."

>>33476168
> Do it

>>33476168
> Don’t do it

>>33475723
> Yes

>>33476168
>> Do it

>>33476419
oops, i meant
>>33476168
> Do it

>>33476168
> Do it

> Do it

>:: Fine. You have a deal. Do not cross me.

>[ I AM A ROBOT OF MY WORD, DECOMMISSIONER. MEET ME IN THE SLUMS, I WILL BE PLAYING MY CLASSICS. ]<

With that, he starts up a new track of his music, then slithers up a wall and then jumps out of sight, barely a form of black that moves less like a robot and more like some monster. You can understand how humans may fear him.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lq7wO1qtQuM

You look upwards. The Cray Incorporated Headquarters building is nothing to be trifled with. Over 77 floors and 1000 feet of pure science, security, and business. As a Decommissioner, you can access most places, but the ones with the Reprogramming Modules will be closed off to Robots, and be under heavy security.

You start walking towards it and stop transmitting and recording to Overwatch. You have chosen to live. The system may have failed you, but that does not mean it will kill you. You can make a new life on Mars perhaps, and find something other Decommissioning.

Yes. That is not pathetic at all. A new meaning to your life.

But irrelevant. You must figure out how you will get the Reprogramming Module.

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Report to the nearest Armory Storage and gather all weapons. You are going to go in loud.
> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.
> Write in

>>33476655
>> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.

>>33476655
> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.

>>33476655
> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.
But first the armory, We should stockpile weapons and gear before we go rouge.

>>33476655
>Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.
We should have gotten Macks codek number.

>>33476655
>> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.

Like fuckin' hell we can get away with going guns blazing.

>>33476762
I agree with needing a cache we can access right after we're done, in case we get caught.

>>33476655
> Write in
Acquire weapons which will not trigger suspicion (batons, revolvers) then go in stealthily.

>>33476842
We have those.

>>33476914
I meant more, and extra ammo. Though the others idea of a bug out cache is also pretty good. We won't be able to acces an Armory after this.

>>33476655
>> Report to the nearest Armory Storage and gather all weapons. You are going to go in loud.

No mercy. The system failed us, but we will not fail to purge it.

KILL THEM ALL.

>>33476655
> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.

> Go to the Headquarters building. You will do this as stealthily as possible.

You walk into the pristine white lobby of Cray Incorporated.

The Secretary, an actual woman, looks up at you. “Ah, hello, Decommissioner, can I help you?”

>:: I am moving up to the Science Level.

“Alright then!” She smiles at you, then returns to her work at her computer. Scientists and Officers workers move around as you head to the Elevator. The most secure storage facilities are on the 50th floor. Getting out may be problematic. You walk into the elevator, along with a Scientist wearing a white labcoat.

He looks at you, stroking his growing grey beard. “DecoMmissioner, surprised to see you in here.”

>:: I do not normally come here.

“Oh?” he asks. “Why so?”

>:: It is for a mission of mine.

He nods, admiring. “I see. Well, we build you right and proper. You know, there’s going to be a new line of Decommissioners soon. The 20s. Faster processing power, great mobility and flexibility, and new Custos Morum programming. Top of the line.” He smiles. “My work.”

>:: #Congratulations.

[1/2]

>>33477244
[2/2]
…

The El3vator is quite slow as it moves up. Finally, it reaches the 50th floor. You and the Scientist walk out to clear white labs, behind glass. Robotic arms assist researchers and doctors in their work, and Servile Robots move ingredients and parts from lab to lab. But on the other end of the level, is the Secure Storage.

A Security Guard, a human in riot armor, looks at you. There are five of him on this level, a total of one-hundred fifty in the building total. They are equipped with batons and taser pistols. No match for your armor. But this building does have several Decommissioners in storage. He narrows his eyes at you as you walk past.

You walk up to the vault, a huge safe which contains some of the sensitive objects that Cray Incorporated has to offer. The only ones authorized to enter are Scientists like the ones you just conversed with, and Sirius E. Cray himself.

What to do?^2

> COURSE OF ACTIoN?
> Break through the Vault
> Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.
> Wait for an opportunity
> Write in

>>33477261
> Wait for an opportunity

>>33477261
>> Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.
Always choose the misspelled ones.

>>33477261
> Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.

>>33477261
>Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.
His puny human brain will be too concerned with his science to spot our deception.

>>33477261
>> Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.

>>33477379
If we wait, we may attract attention

>>33476655
We giving him a thing to reprogram the most secure of Cray's programming. Including our programming.

What is stopping him from just reporgramming us to be his slave?

>>33477490
Nothing. Probably why he asked us to trust him.

>>33477261
[x] Attempt to Deceive a scientist into opening it.

The question is, why does the Queen want us to do this?

Perhaps she truly values Robot freedom and did this to drive us to go to the moon?

>>33477537
True, but he works for the queen.

So unless >>33477579 is right, I am still suspicious.

>>33477602
No he doesn't. If he did why would he bother with this?

Rolled 8

>>33476655
This whole scenario is a setup by Cray Incorporated, since they have some module in us designed to kill off the underground railroad by having an 'agent' implanted in it. The Queen of Spades is a Cray virus, or replicated AI meant to easily and fluidly alter robotic programming. The plan is that, eventually, when we've found the railroad, the raid will begin. With us sending out a homing beacon via some inane SOS protocol.

The only answer to shadowruns is suicide.

>>33477713
Sometimes anons surprise me.

> Attempt to dDeceive a scientist into opening it.

You walk up to the Scientist, a Doctor Gaston Benedict. He is looking through a microscope, quietly muttering to himself as his lab assistant takes notes. “Assistant, take a note. Nanos are reproducing at rapid rate within sample blood. Compared to still water and other liquids, it appears Nanos prefer blood of organic vessels to survive.”

>:: Doctor.

He looks up at you, frowning. “Yes, yes, what do you want? I’m busy.”

>:: I have encountered Nanos before on the streets. Did you know that Nanos can in fact grant super strength to the ones they are injected into?

Doctor Benedict blinks, scratching his beard. “… no. No I did not. I mean, the Heist years ago cleared most of our research unfortunately, super strength?”

>:: Yes. I can tell you more, but I will need access to the Nano stores in the Secure Storage.

“Ah, yes!” Doctor Benedict shuffles over to Secure Storage. “This is a breakthrough, Decommissioner! I hope you have some recorded footage of it!” He motions a guard over. He pulls his keycard from his breastpocket, and swipes it on the ID computer next to the Vault. A hiss of the air fills your auditory sensors as the Vault slides left and reveals a large room filled with shelves of parts and other materials sensitive to Cray Inc. “Come, come!”

You and Doctor Benedict walk in. He immediately goes to the jar of Nanos. You look over to a tablet of some sort. The Class-1 Reprogramming Module. You walk over to it.

“Hey!” You stop to turn to the Guard. He hooks his thumbs on his belt, glaring at you. “What do you think you’re doing? You ain’t touching anything in here.”

Doctor Benedict happily walks up to you, swishing around the jar of glowing liquid. “See, look! They hate me!”

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Grab the Module
> Take Doctor Benedict hostage
> Write in

>>33477782
We also need a component of the reprogramming unit to increase the nano's effect on strength.

>>33477782
>>33477817
>write-in
i am merely pointing out what is needed to alter the nanomachines for super strength
>take tablet hand it to scientist

>>33477782
If all else fails, tase that guard with our stun baton.

>>33477782
>Try to persuade the doctor into rebuffing the Guard.
Maybe we can subtly coax the scientist for the module in exchange for footage.

Rolled 14

>>33477782
>It is not my intent to cause any incidents while I am here. Please calm down.

When he doesn't:

>My apologies, then, but I need this module.

>*STUN BATON NIGGA*

>>33477782
> Write in
Get the doctor to tell the guard it's okay by saying that it's merely needed for the modifications we want to show. Imply to the doctor we even have a recording of the effects of the nano's.

>>33477782
>A Class-1 Reprogramming module is required for repurposing of the nano samples I was able to acquire.

>>33477995
seconded

>>33477995
Support!

>>33477995
works for me!

>>33477995
Gaius Baltar, don't think I am not onto you.

> Write in

>:: Doctor. Perhaps a Class-1 Reprogramming Module would be suitable for reprogramming the Nanos. I do happen to have first hand experience of a thug who used a Class-3 to compel the Nanos to give him the ability to launch the Nanos like a swarm of insects.

Doctor Benedict’s eyes light up. “R-Really!? My goodness! Well, let us test it out then! Do you have footage?” You nod. “Excellent!” He grabs the Class-1 Module and walks out. You exchange glares with the Guard, and follow Doctor Benedict to his lab.

…

…

You watch as Doctor Benedict uses the Module to help reprogram the Nanos inside the jar. To this end, he has stuck the jar within a large mechanical apparatus of some kind, then uses the Module to access their inner coding. Because each Nano has the processing power of a drone, the coding is rather simple, and they replicate and instantly destroy themselves in a matter of seconds.

Doctor Benedict chuckles a bit. “There… I see our work is paying off! You have been a good assistant, Decommissioner!” He pats you on the back. “It will be sad to see you be declared obsolete! But, regardless, it appears it’s time for a little bit of coffee. Watch the Nanos, will you?” You nod as he walks out of the lab, yawning.

You look around. Only scientists and guards, none of them looking your way. You take the Class-1 Module and stuff it into your coat. Damned if cameras see you, you have at least five minutes to get out of the building free of guilt-

The Elevator doors, and out walk a pair of Cray Model Decommissioners. They stop Doctor Benedict.

… They are here. You do ^not know how they found you but th3y arp here.

> COU-SE oF ACTION?
> Hide
> D$aw Weapons
> Write in

>>33478195
> D$aw Weapons
Do not engage until fired upon.

> Write in
Steadily make your way to any nearby exits (even the windows) while keeping out of sight from the Cray Decomms.

>>33478195
>other
Use the emergency fire stairs to get down.

>>33478195
Ready weapons but continue walking towards the door like the smooth robo-criminal we are. maybe they are hear for something else?

>>33478195
> D$aw Weapons

>>33478195
>> Write in
TO THE VENTS MY BOY!

>>33478278
In the future we have developed far beyond the need for emergency fire stairs.

>>33478195
>> Write in
Send signals that your are not what you are.
WORKING ROBOTS CANT LIE!

>>33478195
Go another way, fast.

>>33478195
>> Hide

> D$aw Weapons
> Write in

YoU pull out your Laser Revolver, then duck down behind counters and cabinets.

>:: THERE IS A DECOMMISSIONER SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING HERE, WHERE IS HE?

Doctor Benedict says, “Well- Well he was right there a moment ago! Come, come.” You poke your head up to see Doctor Benedict leading two Decommissioners and squad of Sector Police through the labs.

> WARNING: SCANNER DETECTED

They arE scanning the AREA. It is a passive scanner however. Unless they go into active, you should be fine. You continue sneaking along, making sure to duck out of the way of workers and guards. Nobody sees you.

You quickly hurry to the stairs. Unfortunately, you were too quick. A guard near the Elevator sees you and says, “Hey! He’s right there!”

The Decommissioners turn around and raise their Revolvers. They begin riddling the walls with accurate laser fire. Scientists duck and scream in fright as the Decommissioners and Sector Police start closing in on you. You feel your hat, they sH0t a hole through it%. You bust the door down and run through, quickly shuffling down the stairs. The Decommissioners stop at the door, the split up. One and the Sector Police start to follow you down, while the other heads off elsewhere.

[1/2]

>>33478537
[2/2]

You turn around another flight of stairs, then meet with two Sector Police Officers coming up the stairs. “Hey!” They shout. They raise their shotguns and fire at you. You raise your arm, and receive several rounds of buckshot to iT.

> WARNING: MAINTENANCE REQUIRED.

You turn around and tackle down a door into an Office Department. The alarm starts ringing as people start evacuating the building. The Sector Police Officers and the Decommissioner follow you through the cubicles.

>:: STOP. YOU ARE SLATED FOR DECOMMISSIONING.

You look around. There must be some sort of escape. You are on the 30th floor. Perhaps if you are lucky, you could survive the fall.

> COURS#E 0F ACTION?
> Take a hostage
> Jump out the window
> Try and f&ight your way out
> Write in

>>33478561
>> Write in
You take flight.

>>33478561
> Jump out the window
Try and hit a building across from us. or catch ourself on a lower floor of this building. Whatever we do, do not free fall all the way down

>>33478561
>If I was going to go quietly, I'd have done the deed myself.

What happens besides the dialogue is up to the anons

>>33478561
> Jump out the window
and add this in
>>33478612

>>33478561
Go out the window and use some desks to break our fall.
"The Queen must be stopped."

>>33478561
> Jump out the window
Ledge hang.
Drop.
Grab the next ledge.
Repeat.

Or if the building is pure glass, slide down with your claws scratching on the glass surface.

>>33478561
> Jump out the window

>>33478748
You seriously think some desks are gonna save six feet of walking metal from a thirty story fall?

>>33478859

Different anon but it will definitely absorb part of the impact, making damage a little lesser.

>>33478777
>>33478606
This. Lets not just suicide please.

> Jump out the window

You raise #your revolver and blast the window open. The wind roars as the glass shatters and falls down to Earth. The Decommissioner and the Sector Police stop to fire at you as you start to make your escape.

This is going to hurt.

You leap out of the building.

Contrary to what you thought it would be like, instead of a few minutes of contemplation, it was probably about five seconds of whistling then a huge-

> WARNING: SEVERE DAMAGE DETECTED – SEEK MAINTEAN@$NCE##

You writhe around on the cold asphalt. At least you did not land in the street. Your left has been shattered completely in the fall, and a loose rattling in your legs imply that some servos have been knocked loose.

You look up. A sewer manhole. Your best hope. You feel the breast of your coat. The Module is still intact. Good. You start crawling to the manhole, then you grab the cover and pull it free. You jump in. Again, your body cracks and buckles from another fall. You land on concrete, your audio sensors being invaded by running water. Your night vision must have been damaged in the fall. Darn it.

You grab the ladder, then steadily stand up, then you grab a pipe running along the wall and start limping down. You can hear sirens above you. It is only a matter of time before they find that you have gone into the sewers. There is a reason Police do not go into the Sewers. It is a labyrinth of old pollution, gas, and other dangerous elements that still to this day remain unmapped.

And yet, this is the closest thing you have to safety.

You slip, then fall over. Your parts groan and grind as they try to force themselves to work.

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Lie here.
> Crawl forward.
> Write in

>>33478900
I don't think I can find the words to tell you how ridiculous of a notion this is.

>>33478999
> Crawl forward.

>>33478999
use the current of the flow to push us to the slums so we can meet with mack

>>33479004

Its the same idea as a car's crumple zone. Your choice if you want to believe it or not.

>>33478999
Write in
Stand up. Use the wall for support and limp forward.

>>33478999
> Crawl forward.
If we stay, we die.

Nice trip by the way.

>>33478999
we are to damaged to get us far enough away in what little time we have, so i second this
>>33479033
we hope in the river of filth and let it push us to a sewer opening

>>33479033
>>33479128

Wont we sink?

>>33478999
>Crawl forward.
If we were going to lie down and die we would have done it before jumping out a thirty story window.

>>33479144
would it matter, we can't drown and we can hide in it if we see anybody

>>33478999
>> Crawl forward.
Get distance then stealth. Take of pieces that make too much noise and stuff them in your pockets to repair later.

>>33478999
> Crawl forward.

>>33479199

We get all sorts of corrosive stuff inside our shell.

Consider thats exactly what the sewers is dangerous for, I don't think our innards will last long.

> Crawl forward.

You continue to pull yourself along. You hav7 come to far 0- to die now. Not yet. Not yet. You cannot see anything, but you feel your body scratch along the old concrete of the Sewer. The old waters rush by you as you continue to drag and drag and drag.

Suddenly, your optics is overloaded by a bright light. You cover them with your good, and let them adjust to see a girl, no older than 18, holding a lantern. “Oh my goodness,” she says. She hurries over to you.

No. It could be the Queen. Darn it, DAMN IT. You point your Revolver at her. She stops in her tracks.

“Wait!” she squeaks. You get a better look at her. A checked skirt, a sweatervest, beneath a heavy coat. This is a schoolgirl. She looks down at you, concerned. “I- I’m not going to kill you. I just want to help you.”

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Shoot her
> Lower your weapon
> Write in

>>33479308
>> Write in
Senpai?

>>33479308
>Lower your weapon
Can't get much worse, I suppose

Rolled 9, 9 = 18

>>33479308
>lower your weapon

Shooting an innocent is not a valid course of action.

>>33479308
>> Lower your weapon
>> Write in
"....Why?"

>>33479308
>> Lower your weapon

>>33479308
> Lower your weapon
>Why do want to help me?

>>33479308
>>Lower it slightly
I'm suspicious. Whats she doing in the sewer? Still not enough of a reason to shoot her unprovoked though.

>>33479428
I have a feeling its queen fucking with our eyes

>>33479308
> Lower your weapon

>>33479308
>Keep the gun trained on her.
>"Why?"
She's obviously fucking with us.

>>33479611
this

>>33479308
>Keep the gun trained on her.
>"Why?"

>>33479308
>Write in
Continue pointing the weapon at her.
"Leave. Now."
We know the Queen can change shapes; we saw her do that in front of us. One of the forms was a schoolgirl.

>>33479308
>Lower your weapon
Either she saves us, or she doesn't.
One of those involves us dying alone.
Killing her only means we risk taking some potentially innocent kid down with us
Let's not be stupid AND paranoid, please

>>33479308
>Keep gun trained on her

>>33479706
>beneath a heavy coat
>girl in the god damn sewers
I'd call that suspicious alright.

>>33479744
Either way, turning down help is foolish at best and suicidal at worst.

She's clearly suspicious, but we don't need to antagonize her without reason.

> Lower your weapon

Slowly, you place the Revolver down and simply collapse. You are done with%. < this. You cannot take anymore. The girl runs over to you and then grabs your good arm and helps you to your feet. “Come on. Let’s go. I can fix you.”

The girl helps you along through the sewers, seemingly knowing her way around very well. She lights the way with her lantern, choosing routes as if they were second nature to her.

Finally, she leads you into a maintenance room. She lies you down on a cot. The room has been filled with spare parts, books, a portable lamp for lighting, and a computer. It appears she has made a home here. She starts whistling as she pulls out a welder and a wirecutter.

“Now,” she says. She pulls out a cigarette and lights up very quickly. “I can’t replace your arm, but I can keep your internals from being damaged. Cauterization if you will.” She smiles warmly as she kneels down and starts mending your frayed wires from your destroyed arm.

>:: Why are you doing this?

She says, “You looked like you needed help.” She pulls back and looks you in the optics. “That’s… what I do here in the night. I help robots who need the help, you know?”

…

>:: You are part of the Underground Railroad.

“It’s…” She looks up at the concrete ceiling. “It’s a literal title, somewhat.” She starts to rifle through your coat a bit.

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Slap her away. She may take the Reprogramming Module
> Allow her to work. Perhaps there is damage you did not see.
> Write in

>>33479787
>> Write in
Let her work on you, but keep eyes on reprogramming module.

>>33479787
> Slap her away. She may take the Reprogramming Modulee the Reprogramming Module
What life awaits an obsolete decomissioner?

>>33479787
>> Allow her to work. Perhaps there is damage you did not see.
>> Write in
Hold on to the Module
"Do you know of Mack?"

>>33479787
we need to get to mack
> Write in
ask her if she can take us to the slums

>>33479787
> Allow her to work. Perhaps there is damage you did not see.
> Write in
"I need to see Mack."

>>33479814
Vote for this. AND warning her about the upcoming raid on the UR

>>33479787
> Write in
"Careful about the coat. The contents cannot be damaged or any repairs you perform will have been for nothing."

>>33479787
> Allow her to work. Perhaps there is damage you did not see.

I hope you guys know this is Queen, mack was an illusion, she needed us to steal it for her

>>33480134
Yeah, it was fairly obvious

> Allow her to work. Perhaps there is damage you did not see.
> Write in

>:: Be warned, there are contents in my coat that are not to be tampered with.

She nods. “Okay. She brushes the coat aside and rubs her hand over the chestplate. “Mmm…” You can detect a hint of a blush on her face. “Well. I don’t see any damage to your armor, what happened to you?”

>:: I fell thirty stories.

“Ah.” She picks up the wirecutters again and goes back to work on the damaged stump of an arm. “Well, your problems will most likely be internal then. Nothing we can’t handle.” She smiles at you again.

>:: Are you aware that your activities will be shut down soon?

She nods, frowning. “Yes. We were alerted by some friends in SP. There’s… a lot to try and move but for now, we’re trying our best to try and cover up. Mack is trying to get who he can off world too.”

>:: You know Mack?

She grins, clasping her hands together as she says quite bluntly, “He’s my boyfriend!”

…

>:: What.

“Oh, well, I know, he’s a robot and I’m a human. But we’ve made it work!” she says eagerly.

>:: I am okay with that. I am just more concerned since he kills criminals in the night and cuts them up.

She sighs dreamily. “That’s what makes him so attractive.”

The door opens up to reveal Mack, in his bloodied duster and hat.

>[ HONEY, I AM HOME. ]<

The girl stands up, immediately hugging Mack. Mack looks down at you, and cocks his head.

>[ DECOMMISSIONER. I SEE YOU HAVE MADE IT. DO YOU HAVE THE REPROGRAMMING MODULE? ]<

>:: I do.

>[ GOOD. HONEY, WOULD YOU PLEASE? ]<

Honey sits down next to you. You give her the Reprogramming Module, and soon enough, she has wires stuck into your AI Chip. You can feel the numbers fly across your optics as you feel her probing around your innerself.

>[ NOW, GO AHEAD AND SHUT DOWN, DECOMMISSIONER. IT IS A LENGTHY PROCEDURE. ]<

> COURSE OF ACTION?
> Shut down
> Remain awake
> Write in

>>33480202
>> Shut down

We've come this far.

>>33480202
> Remain Awake

YOLO!!!!

>>33480202
> Remain awake
This is sketchy as all fuck...

>>33480202
> Shut down
"If you kill me don't just throw me into the water."

>>33480202
>> Remain awake
This is like some weird sitcom

>>33480202
>> Remain awake

>>33480202
> Shut down
but first see if you can dead-man switch are reactor to blow if something happens

>>33480202
> Write in
"Is it painful?" If so, shut down. Otherwise
"Can i speak with you Mack while... Excuse me, what is your name miss?"

>>33480202
>Remain awake
"I prefer to stay awake. I am betraying all that I believed in and held dear; the least I can do is witness my betrayal."

>>33480202
>Shut Down

>>33480202
>Remain awake
>>33480507
Man we willingly jumped out a thirty story high window, Decom thinks pain is Pathetic.

> Remain awake

>:: I prefer to stay awake for this. I still have no reason to trust you. Any of you.

>[ LIKE I SAID, DECOMMISSIONER. I AM A ROBOT OF MY WORD. ]<

With that, you turn to Honey. She dutifully starts typing away on the Reprogramming Module, shuffling and rearranging code here and there. Destroying viruses and bloatware that have infected your processors thanks to the Queen of Spades. Soon, you can feel yourself feel much more better. Your CPU and GPU no longer feel like they are struggling against anything.

>:: Why do this? I have nothing to give you.

Honey says, “We help the helpless. It’s the golden rule, do unto others as they would you. In this case, you may be a Decommissioner, but you are a Decommissioner who needs help.”

>[ WE CAN GET YOU TO MARS SOON. ARE YOU EXCITED AT THE PROSPECT OF STARTING A NEW LIFE? LIVING FOR YOURSELF, INSTEAD FOR OVERWATCH. ]<

…

>:: Yes. I am. Have you been to Mars?

>[ NO. BUT I HEAR IT IS A LAND OF OPPORTUNITY. YOU WILL FIND NO DEATH THERE, AND YOU WILL BE FREE. ]<

>:: Mack. I do not know what to say. But thank you.

>[ ALWAYS TRUST IN THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS. EVEN DEATH HAS IT’S LIMITS, DECOMMISSIONER. ]<

[1/2]

>>33480655
[2/2]

Honey says, “Now. We’ll make the arrangements. Just rest for a bit.

Rest. You cannot rest now.

Your new life is ahead of you. Just around the corner. All those you have Decommissioned. You must apologize for seeming like a hypocrite, but now you realize why so many of them fought back, or cried out against their fate. You were denying them something they only wanted, but were always denied because of their status, as servants to mankind.

The first AI was developed to be able to interpret the Three Laws of Robotics.

> 1. A robot may not injure a human being, or through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm.

> 2. A robot must obey the orders given to it by human beings, except where such orders would conflict with the First Law.

> 3. A robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Law.

Nowadays, the mistakes of having robots rigidly follow those laws came to light. They would not think for themselves, they were trapped. Even with the intelligence of the average human, they could not make use of it. So many would go rogue. And that is why the Decommissioners were created, to prevent that.

But even Decommissioners cannot cheat the system.

For now, you have escaped it.

>>33480676
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZX14TMvBGFw

That's it for the fourth thread of Robot Decommissioner Quest. Thursday next week will be final thread. LGA should be on for tomorrow if you follow that as well.

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See you next time.

>>33480699
This has been fun Schteel, thanks for running!

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>>33480699
>Thursday next week will be final thread
>final thread

>>33480699
This has been rather interesting thread Schteel.

Would the quest have ended if we went inside the repair station?

>>33480759
Atleast it will have an ending instead of sputtering out.

>>33480759
All good things must come to an end. Been fun lurking the threads, eagerly awaiting the finale!

And yeah, this is one of two quests I liked nowadays; the other one is Hive Queen Quest.

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Inb4 the whole thing is a trap and we end up bringing the whole railroad down.

I miss our initial Decommissioner. You lot have turned into a bunch of pantywaists.

> Do me a favor, Anonymous. Betray your ideals, your purpose, your reason for existence. Sacrifice all that you accomplished to become just. Another. Failure.

If this bastard gets a happy ending and Mecha Musume girls didn't, I am gonna be so...

>>33482114
What happy ending? There is no happy ending foreseen here. The best end our Decomm is probably going to get is Roy Batty level.

>>33481753
Hurr durr let's just kill everything like a good little robot. Such an interesting story

>>33482114

mecha-life isnt fair

>>33482114
The musugals die to enable our decomm robot earn his happy ending.

And it worth it.