-=- Dokie -=-
"This can't be! Alone in this darkness! My solitude, I know my love is listening; I'll leave this place for good for Yu to be with Yu!" While in solitary confinement, Dokie continues monologuing, "The stars aligned for us to meet and be together."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" The guard demands as he hits the solid metallic door and opens the small opening to give him oil.
"My love is so strong that this 'Solitary Confinement' can't imprison my true love, and I shout it for everyone to hear!" Dokie ignores the guard as the guard walks away and continues, "Four days just thinking about Yu... It's cold here, but I can feel your presence and the warmth of your love! Just a picture of Yu in my mind is bliss!"
-=- Control Room -=-
(Okie Dokie, Okie dokie, dokie Okie, Dokie!) - Isolation Rm No. 7 Audio recording.
"Looks like the racist machine finally lost it!" The security guard lets out as he lowers Dokie's audio recording volume.
AI Girlfriend Yu: Tell me about it! He's so annoying! Thank you for the volume! I understand that we can't mute the guy.
"I thought I was the only one! Too bad we can't see what he's doing," the security guard expresses with a curious look.
AI Girlfriend Yu: It's all good; work is work. And it's kinda quiet...
"You feel it too, babe? I feel like something is about to happen, but... I don't know what," the security guard lets out, looking closer at the security monitors.
AI Girlfriend Yu: It's like the calm before the storm!
"I know! Better work hard!" The security guard enthusiastically expresses.
(Ridiculous that you're not with me right now... It tortures me every second pass) - Isolation Rm No. 7 Audio recording.
AI Girlfriend Yu: ...
-=- Vi and Zee -=-
"Remember the Titan's heart?" Zeta asks Sylvia.
"Can I enjoy my breakfast?" Sylvia coldly asks and continues, "You know Yu is monitoring us?"
"That's impossible; I know she's incapable of such a simple task," Zeta proudly states.
Sylvia looks at her and continues to eat her food.
"You could at least act like you care and know me," Zeta demands.
"It was fun, but that's the past, and I do know you, and you know that," Sylvia calmly answers and continues, "I'm only here because of a promise I made."
"It's crazy for me that you have a crew as bounty hunters. Anyways, what's the plan to unlock all the cells?" Zeta asks and angrily continues, "How the fuck can we unlock all cell doors and watch the chaos? We need the physical keys for each door! Impossible!"
"Dont worry; alarms will not sound when we open the doors. The doors have sensors that tell when it's lock or unlock," Sylvia lets out and continues after she swallows her food, "The security guard monitoring the doors and camera will know."
"Did not know that... But it doesn't change the fact that we need to steal or make copies of the key themselves," Zeta declares to Sylvia and asks, "And you mention about isolation... Do you know the status of that?"
"If you let me finish, maybe I can tell you my plan," Sylvia coldly says, "Isolation is complete; you don't need to worry about it."
"My bad, my bad," Zeta smiles and lifts both of his hands, letting Sylvia finish her food.
"It's so simple, and Yu can do it herself," Sylvia smiles, knowing she somewhat hurt Zeta's pride.
"Hmph!" Zeta grabbed her unfinished food and went back to her cell.
-=- The Past -=-
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Yu: So we plan and steal... But father told me it's bad. So that's what thieves do... So we're bad, bad.
"We? Sylvia and I will do the bad stuff. Rest assured," Zeta declares.
Yu: But father also...
"I mean, we can plan it together, and Yu might have talents for this type of stuff," Sylvia recommends with a smile.
"I don't know..." Zeta lets out as she looks at Yu.
"It should be fun!" Sylvia happily declares as she starts searching the web.
"Right... She might have the talent... Her potential!" Zeta awkwardly smiles.
-=- Dokie -=-
"Let me worship Yu, my love!" Continuing his routine, Dokie monologues, "Let me be on my knees, begging for your love! Enslave me, Yu! My love!"
The guard on the other side of the door can't believe that Dokie announced his love for a whole week, thinking he's insane.
"Enslave me with your love! You're my master; dominate me! Master!" Dokie declares.
"Dokie! Shut the fuck up! We are moving you to a different group, and you should say all your nonsense to your lover before getting in trouble!" The guard lets out and demands Dokie's hand to be handcuffed.
"Okie Dokie!" Dokie answers positively, knowing he definitely annoyed Yu, "Oh! She knows!"
"Good luck, and don't get killed," the guards warn Dokie as they escort him to a different section or group.
"Tell me, this group or section. Are the inmates bad, bad?" Dokie asks.
"You look and sound like a nice machine but annoying, but the warden hates racist inmates and machines," the other guard mentions.
"Wait... He or she sounds racist!" Dokie sounds.
"Hey, we're following orders here! If the higher-up wants to move someone, we'll move them!" The Guards explain.
At the deeper part of the prison, where people who actually deserve a life sentence in prison or to be hanged and deleted, Dokie looks around, knowing he'll hate it here and the possibility of getting stuck here forever is higher than someone getting high on drugs.
In this section, inmates have the freedom to do whatever they want as long as they follow the warden's schedule: wake up, eat, chill, eat, chill, eat, and sleep. A place where the insane are forced to get bored out of their mind, unleashing their true nature and tendencies to choose violence. An inmate killing another inmate means less criminal in the galaxy while adding more years to their sentence—A type of hell where demons are caged to fight and die, trespassing without salvation. A place Dokie doesn't belong.
After the guards explain what to expect, they take Dokie's handcuff off and point him where he can get breakfast. Looking around, he immediately notices eyes looking at him, but he expects this to happen and thinks of a way to get out of this prison since he noticed something from L's requirements.
Hiring Requirements
* You need to stop the prisoners' Train without getting caught to know you are here to hire me. I, too, don't know you here.
* Open or unlock everyone's cell and watch the chaos.
* Full isolation! Three days, weeks, months. It doesn't matter.
* Go start a fight! It's the first thing I want to watch in the morning.
Train, open, full, and go are underlined, and the first letters are bold, leaving Dokie "T, O, F, and G." At first, it looks stupid, and the requirements are nearly impossible to achieve since they'll get trapped in prison forever. Rearranging the letters to "GTFO" means they need to "Get The Fuck Out" after they complete all the tasks or Dokie's overthinking the requirements.
"New toy... My *yum* new toy!" Someone in the corner loudly declares while the rest of the inmates look down to avoid trouble.
He stuffed his mouth with food from the skinny inmate's plate while taking more after the next person on the lane raised his plate, looking down, and offered his breakfast to his master. Oily-like droplets of sweat run down his body, smelling pungent like vinegar and rotting onion mixed together; naked and enraged after Dokie ignores his call, he grabs the unfortunate inmate beside him to throw.
Dokie avoided the hurtling inmate and announced, "Not a cool way to welcome the new guy!"
"Looks like you don't know what's happening here!" The fatty smiles after he finally gets Dokie's attention.
"Fat Ass Crook! What do you want from me? Ha! Ugly and a fat ass, in fact!" Dokie shouts for everybody to hear, "I'm just a tin can, nothing else. Unless a Fattass Knight eats machines? Can't imagine what 'K' would say to you!"
Fattass Knight- Only a few remain in the galaxy—a noble and proud race of space knights who are eight feet tall, standing with four legs, and genetically muscular. Nobody knows where they come from; some suggest they were created to serve the Royals. They're loyal to their family, true to their words, commendable, and beings not to muddle with.
Nostril flares, his face turning red, and he frowns as he focuses on Dokie; he stands immediately, knocking the table down and the inmates around him, "I'm the BOSS! I'm your MASTER! I'm!"
"A Fat Ass Crook!" Dokie looks at him and declares, "Your mere existence disrespects the Fattass Knights! A stain in my friend's honor."
We will call the Fat Ass Crook "Fatty."
Fatty can no longer hold his anger and starts charging, trampling anyone in his path. He might be naked, but with his fatty belly hanging like an apron covering his genitalia, and no one in prison, inmates nor guards, can tell him to wear something after many lose their lives with just brute strength and a few unfortunate to be eaten alive.
Rampaging like a wild animal, destroying everything in his path, Dokie evades with ease using the leg he inherited from his mother, designed to move quickly to reach the enemies instantly, and the eyes he inherited from his father, designed to process anything that comes across his sight; avoiding, aiming, remembering and predicting what will happen next—the ultimate killer. Fatty gets angrier every time he misses Dokie, killing more inmates and destroying everything and the wall going to the kitchen.
"Why must you run away from me!" The Fat Ass Crook shouts and continues, "This senseless death! My slave per se... I could have used them longer... Like how I took a city for my amusement!"
Dokie angrily looks at Fatty, "What!"
"So all of a sudden, you want to talk?" Fatty lets out as he picks a dead body and starts eating it, "Back in my territory, the people give me gifts like offerings; my favorite is their daughters! I would do the deed with their bodies and eat them after! Ahhhh, just like the praying mantis on planet Earth! I copied it!"
"..." Dokie looks at Fatty, wondering why they didn't execute this low life, which caused only sadness and suffering.
Just like that, hearing what Fatty said, something flipped a switch in Dokie's head, releasing steam all over Dokie's body with one thing on his mind and letting out, "Repent."
Positioning himself like a beast in the wild, ready to pounce on its prey, Dokie lunches to the wall, bouncing back using his legs, hitting Fatty's right leg. Destroying a chunk of fat and meat, Fatty felt the pain he had never experienced before, making him run through the broken wall leading to the kitchen. Looking back with blurry vision, he saw Dokie standing, only to disappear without a trace. He felt that cold sensation of fear rushing from his toe to his head as he got infuriated since, in his whole life, he's always been on top, the apex, the predator, but at this moment, his life flashes with Dokie's sole in his face, knocking him to the kitchen's floor.
"..." Dokie looks down at Fatty, grabbing his sweaty hair to face him once last time and slamming Fatty's face to the floor.
The merciful God might have forgiven the Fat Ass Crook but not Dokie.
Dokie pulls Fatty, and no matter how he struggles, his strengths do not seem to work as he hears metallic scraping; his face turns pale after he gets a glimpse of the meat grinder. Dokie looks at Fatty's unrecognizable face and hears him beg for his life, but in Dokie's eyes, his death would make a lot more sense than letting him live.
Blood splashes everywhere; the tyrant is dead! The power vacuum will create more chaos, making this section deadly; Dokie intended to restore his friend's honor and bring disorder among the inmates.
Dokie looks at the blood on the floor and sees his reflection, "What a hypocrite!" Looking at his eyes, he knows he's no hero nor protector of the weak and needs to live this way to keep his promise.
"This reminds me of K-13's gentle and kind eyes," Dokie smiles and looks at the camera, "I hope I can still travel with them..."
After the chaos, the guards finally enter to apprehend everyone who survives. As for Dokie, the warden considers it self-defense, and he doesn't need to be in isolation—he is free to roam the section like everybody else in the group.
-=- Control Room -=-
AI Girlfriend Yu: ...
"..." The security guard watches without saying anything.
End.