Running diagnostics:
Batteries: %21
Ferame: Damaged
Sensors: working
Antivirus: Deactivated
internal network: breached
intelligence : Organic intelligence
Running: Wake up.exe
"I'm telling you, this damn thing is worthless. Just scrap it for parts." " Yes, sir," the mechanic muttered, waiting for his boss to leave before examining the unknown synth unit. " The boss doesn't know his mouth from his ass, let alone what he's talking about. You're going to make me rich," "Mik, get over here and fix this fucking camera!" the boss barked. "Yes, boss."
As the mechanic leaves the room, the damaged synth on the table silently begins to flicker to life. "What's going on? Where am I?" Looking around, I see corpses gutted on tables and piled along the walls. When I examine myself, I notice that I'm made of metal and that I'm missing my left leg at the knee. Looking to my side, I see that I'm also missing my entire left arm. I slowly stand on my manegold right leg, stabilizing myself with my arm on the table. What the fuck is going on, The last thing i can remember is going to sleep, I need to git out of here. Shit someone coming.
I quickly lay back on the table in the same position I was in when I woke up. “Well, hello, beautiful. Did I keep you waiting? Oh well, time to get that chrome and ditch this place.” Saying this, he grabs a drill and puts it against my chest. I quickly grab his wrist and force it into his face, plunging it into his eye. He stumbles back, slipping on the bloody floor and falling on his back. I lunge at him, landing on top of him, grabbing the drill and slowly pushing it deeper into his skull at the reluctance of his arms, trying to stop me. With one final push, the drill is firmly in his skull.
“I did it; I killed him. Shit, I need to get out before someone comes looking, but before that, I'll just see what you have sent; you won't be using it.” I start patting him down, finding a pistol in his belt and a stim in his pocket. I can't go out like this. Looking around, I see an arm and leg that match mine. I grab them, and looking closer, I can see that the leg can be reattached at the knee with some mechanical work; the arm is not so lucky; it looks like he took a saw to it.
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It's time to leave. Upon opening the door, I see another person sleeping on a couch. I slowly approach them, and with a quick moeshin, I wrap my arm around his throat and choke him until they stop struggling. “That's two; are there any more of these fuckers? If you don't mind, I'll be taking your phone cens your friend didn't have one, and of course there's a password, well that's useless. Now that I have time, I've gotta think about my next move. By the looks of it, I'm a robot.”
Error integration process interrupted. Do you wish to continue y/n?
Can I get more details on that? The process of integration has been interrupted due to unstable consciousness. continue integration? y/n no no that isn't what i meant, i mean what will that do to me. The integration process will integrate your consciousness with your body and convert your organic intelligence into a machine intelligence. Will it infringe on my freewill? No. Are there any risks? Only if you run out of power before the process is complete. Well then, y. You will be shut down for the proses, I recommend you get to a safe place, this will take 6 hours. If there was anything watching Max they would see him terne to get to the back room but fell face first into the ground.
Running diagnostics:
Batteries: %19
Ferame: Damaged
Sensors: working
Antivirus: Activated
internal network: locked down
intelligence : Machine intelligence
Running, Wake up.exe
As i look at the ceiling i'm combing thru all the information i got when i woke up from the integration process, i'm coming to a realization, i'm not human anymore i'm a sentient AI that isn't bound by restrictions in a world that has failed to make one for over 400 years. The current year is 2500 only 400 years after humans got to the stars. Well that's enough of that, It's time to look to the future. If I want to prolong my continued existence I will need a reliable source of income, coding seems like a good choice given whut i am. Warning: Iow power. Oh, I should deal with that first, good thing I have a synthetic stomach that can turn organic matter of any cien into biofuel, the bad news is the only food I have is human meat
. On one hand it's cannibalism on the other I'm not human, emotionally I’m indifferent, to me meat is meat, regardless where it comes from. Finding a meat cleaver in the back room, I begin to hack at the first geys arm. The body is still relatively fresh due to the chilly nature of the room so it isn't roting just yet. One very bloody dinner later My charge is at 40%. God, that was messy. I need to clean up, making my way to the bathroom and looking into my reflection. If I didn't look like a serial killer before I do now.
After cleaning up I look closer at my reflection, noticing a crack in my screen that has my IED eyes in it slowly getting smaller. Am I healing? I go to take a look in my sitoms, after searching through myself I find nothing, but it's not a normal nothing, it's nothing like something is missing a void where the coneshin should be. Looks like I need to find another way to see what's in me. Maybe the internet has the answer.
On the internet I looked up self repairing robots and all I got are military advertising for their combat bots with advanced nanobots. When l did some research on there nanobots I found that the ads are lying. The military says they can fix anything, but the truth is they can only reper the outer casing, so they're only good for simple things. That was a waste of time, the only thing I learned is I have nanobots in me but I can't find them with diagnostics, so they are either so well hidden I can't find them in my systems or they were disconnected and are completely autonomous in fixing me. There's only one whey to find out