"[color=01A9DB]I have seen many robots that can imitate human emotions. You must just be better at it.[/color]"
We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)
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"[color=01A9DB]So you say, sai. Either you are a tool which can act human, or you are a coward who let's himself be controlled by this 'pro-graining". You do not remember the face of your father.[/color]"
"I don't have a father. And I guess I am nothing but a tool in the end." My displeasure is probably pretty apparent.
"[color=01A9DB]And yet you seem aware of it. Why do you not fight those who control you, robot? You may have forgotten the face if your father, but it can be remembered.[/color]"
Roland had to stop and think for a moment to answer Vicky. "[color=01A9DB]To remember the face of your father is to have... honor. I think that is the word. To remember all of the lessons you have learned in life and act upon them, yet still follow your own quest. There is more meaning to it than that, but that is as best as I can explain it. There is no greater shame than to forget the face of your father.[/color]"
Roland had to stop and think for a moment to answer Vicky. "[color=01A9DB]To remember the face of your father is to have... honor. I think that is the word. To remember all of the lessons you have learned in life and act upon them, yet still follow your own quest. There is more meaning to it than that, but that is as best as I can explain it. There is no greater shame than to forget the face of your father.[/color]"
[color= gray] Now I'm a little angry with this human talking about things he doesn't understand. "Would if I could but Aku holds all the cards." I give a sigh and my shoulders slouch. "All the other X models were destroyed except for me. And when they built a better robot, I went into retirement. I did it gladly. It was just me and...and then Aku had himself a problem that he expects me to solve. He could have just ordered me to do it. I don't have any way of opposing him. Never have. But he had to...take something from me...My one thing in this world as collateral. So,even if i physically could I couldn't. So why don't you take your honer somewhere else. Honer's never been a possibility for me." Huh. Guess that's been building for a while.[/color]
"[color=01A9DB]So you cannot face this Aku at all? Have you even tried? Even if you cannot raise your gun against him, you could ask someone else to help you, or sabotage him in other ways. Even now, when we are in another world and he can do nothing against you, you cower from him.[/color]" Roland said calmly, looking into X-9's eyes as he spoke. "[color=01A9DB]You can tell yourself that it is to protect what Aku took from you, but you know that even if you succeed, nothing will change. You will always be his tool unless you try to fight.[/color]"
After dissecting the torso of one, he dissected their arms.
"Well, now, this is useful." he said, picking them up and storing them in his bag, along with the earlier cube.
He then proceded to grab one of them by the torso, and looked to see if there was a window for him to throw him through.
"Well, now, this is useful." he said, picking them up and storing them in his bag, along with the earlier cube.
He then proceded to grab one of them by the torso, and looked to see if there was a window for him to throw him through.
The cyborgs said nothing, not really eager to talk to the man that vivisected them. Though there was one that raised his head as if in thought.
After devouring the body of it latest victim, the bug walked back to the building it had taken the shot from while procesing the memories it had assimilated, sorting valluable information from the plethora of worthless chaff. This paticular civilian's memories didn't tell the bug much of note, other then that the attackers came and that they were heavily armed. Not prime information, but at least it gave something to go on, it thought.
Climbing back to where it had left its bag, the bug picked up the rifle and removed the magazine, checking how much bullets there were left. Seeing there were only three left, the bug considdered leaving the rifle to free up space, but decided against it for now, considdering it could still make use of it while it was in Damascus, and could always throw it away if it decided to leave. Putting the rifle back in its bag, the bug zipped the bag up, picked it up and jumped out of the window again. Flapping its wings, it took flight, heading northwards, while flying relatively low.
Over the course of roughly twelve minutes, the bug devoured three more people, two of which were paramedics. From these victims, the bug learned Desperado's forces were mechanical, and that they had left the city. Both of these facts didn't please the bug very much, it couldn't assimilate anything mechanical, and didn't know where they had gone even if it could.
It learned another thing, however, one of the people that came in the city's defence had been injured in doing so, and was taken to hospital. This was something the bug decided to look in to. But first, it would cocoon itself. Having eaten several times its body weight had left the bug stuffed and thus unagile. Climbing into another abbandoned building, it found place to cocoon itself. Eight minutes would pass until it emerged again. Emerging, the bug was 2cm taller, and 3cm longer, with its hand healed. Leaving the building, the bug headed towards the hospital, going on foot to reduce the chances of being seen.
After roughly 30 minutes of traveling, the bug nearedg its destination. It slowed down and looked at the goings on at the hospital, staying close to buildings for cover and observing from ruined buildings if it could
Climbing back to where it had left its bag, the bug picked up the rifle and removed the magazine, checking how much bullets there were left. Seeing there were only three left, the bug considdered leaving the rifle to free up space, but decided against it for now, considdering it could still make use of it while it was in Damascus, and could always throw it away if it decided to leave. Putting the rifle back in its bag, the bug zipped the bag up, picked it up and jumped out of the window again. Flapping its wings, it took flight, heading northwards, while flying relatively low.
Over the course of roughly twelve minutes, the bug devoured three more people, two of which were paramedics. From these victims, the bug learned Desperado's forces were mechanical, and that they had left the city. Both of these facts didn't please the bug very much, it couldn't assimilate anything mechanical, and didn't know where they had gone even if it could.
It learned another thing, however, one of the people that came in the city's defence had been injured in doing so, and was taken to hospital. This was something the bug decided to look in to. But first, it would cocoon itself. Having eaten several times its body weight had left the bug stuffed and thus unagile. Climbing into another abbandoned building, it found place to cocoon itself. Eight minutes would pass until it emerged again. Emerging, the bug was 2cm taller, and 3cm longer, with its hand healed. Leaving the building, the bug headed towards the hospital, going on foot to reduce the chances of being seen.
June 7th. Bab Mousalla, Damascus, Syria - 1:52 AM
After roughly 30 minutes of traveling, the bug nearedg its destination. It slowed down and looked at the goings on at the hospital, staying close to buildings for cover and observing from ruined buildings if it could
"[color=01A9DB]Then make me understand, robot. Tell me why you think it is better to remain a slave than to fight for your freedom.[/color]"