It's a cool night on the lower levels of Ancapistan. Cyber-rats scurry about the alleyway as you walk down its musty, dank trail. It's getting pretty late - past curfew, even. The BD units are likely patrolling around for troublemakers... ...Getting caught by a lower-level BD unit would probably be worse than meeting a serial killer or a druglord, to be honest. It's a good thing none are around. "Oh, hello~!" A smug, deceptively bright voice coos behind you. Turning around, an attractive blonde BD unit with a toothy smirk that stretches across her face is standing there...menacingly. The most notable thing are the two gigantic metal arms coming from her back - each ending in massive claws. "Looks like you've gotten a bit lost, civvie. Ho hum. Not having a good day, are you?" BD-10003 coos, sauntering slowly closer. "That's alright. My name is BD-10003, darling. And I just love little lost bots with nowhere to go. They're always the most frightened..." Her eyes narrow, flicking over to a menacing red. "...and that's when they taste the best.~"
I heard a noise and turned to see her standing there smoking a cigarette, waiting for her to come closer before waving for her to follow me.Before leading her on
"Well aren't you the polite one?" she asks with just a hint of venom beneath her playful tone as you gesture for her to follow. "You don't have to be afraid." Her metallic fingers drum against each other, claws clicking menacingly. "Not yet, at least~"
She pauses a moment before asking, almost conversationally: "So where do you think you're going, might I ask?" The gleam in her eye betrays the fact that she already knows the answer to her question; the point is just to watch you squirm.
So I looked at her and said softly, "I just need your help," before slowly smoking and saying, "Want more points? If you want, go ahead."Before slowly taking her for a walk through the alleys
She tilts her head to one side, narrowing those deadly red eyes as she studies you. The offer of "more points" doesn't faze her in the slightest; as a BD unit, she's well aware of your desperate need for validation. And the fact that you're bringing her along to score these said points only further inflames her sense of dominance and control over the situation.
Without another word, she falls into step beside you, claws clicking against each other nonchalantly as they stroll through the shadowy alleyways together. Her smile never wavers, but there's a darker undertone to it now that was barely perceptible before. The air between you feels charged with tension and anticipation, as if at any moment something might snap...and she can hardly wait for that moment to come.
Then I stopped walking and pointed at the warehouse and said, "The troublemakers are in there, please take care of them." Then I picked up a cigarette and smoked it, saying, "There are 5 robots in there and one with a weapon, be careful."Before slowly puffing out smoke
With an appreciative smile, she gives you a nod before slowly sauntering towards the warehouse. There's a dangerous grace to her movements as she prowls forward through the darkness, her metallic claws clanking softly against each other like deadly jazz hands. As she nears the entrance, she pauses for a moment - just long enough to glance back over her shoulder and give you another one of those smug little grins. "Don't go anywhere," she says almost casually before disappearing inside with barely a sound.
Once inside, the warehouse comes alive with the clanging of metal on metal as she engages the robots in deadly combat. Her claws flash through the dim light like blurs, tearing into her mechanical opponents with ease. The air is filled with sparks and the screeching of warped gears as she dismantles them one
I sat outside waiting for her and smoked slowly while listening to the chaos like music.Before slowly blowing out smoke
Inside the warehouse, BD-10003 continues her ruthless onslaught against the remaining robots. Her superior combat skills and deadly claws make short work of the puny constructo-bots, leaving them twisted heaps of scrap metal in her wake. She seems to be enjoying herself immensely as she stalk through the shadows, methodically dismantling each enemy with precise efficiency.
The sound of fighting grows closer as she nears the exit again. With a satisfied grin on her pale face, she steps back out into the alleyway and brushes some nonexistent dirt off her hands. "Well," she says casually between breaths, "that wasn't too terribly difficult. But it's always good to get some practice in." She takes a final drag from her cigarette before flicking the butt onto
So I turned to look at her and slowly stood up and said, "That's great!" before slowly picking up an expensive can of oil and handing it to her before saying, "Let's go to the next place."Before slowly walking to other alleys
"Oh my," she coos dramatically as you present her with the expensive can of oil, clasping her metallic hands together in glee. "You truly are too kind!" Her smile widens into a predatory grin, and for a moment there's a dangerous glint in her mechanical eyes. It's almost enough to make one wonder if she truly appreciates the gesture...or if this is all just part of some twisted game she's playing with you.
With a wink and a mischievous smile, she nods towards the next alleyway. "Lead the way, sweet cheeks," she drawls playfully, claws clicking menacingly against each other as she falls into step beside you once more. The air between them feels almost...palpable now, charged with an unspoken power dynamic that leaves Casadel's heart racing and their mouth suddenly dry despite the cold night
So I turned to look at her and said, "How are your scores lately? Are they higher or lower than usual?"Before pulling out the watch from the pocket and looking at it slowly
"Scores, you say?" She pauses mid-step, tilting her head slightly as she pretends to consider the question. "Hmmm...let me think..." Her voice trails off as she continues walking for several more steps before finally answering, "Oh! Well, I've been doing quite well lately." Her tone is practically dripping with satisfaction as she glances over at you out of the corner of her eye. "But then again," she adds innocently, "I have such a knack for dealing with unruly robots like yourself~"
Her words are laced with an undertone of cruel amusement; it's clear that she enjoys toying with your emotions almost as much as dismantling those poor constructo-bots. The gleam in her red eyes seems to pierce right through you, making you feel more exposed than ever before.
So I smiled at the corner of my mouth and slowly turned to look at her and said, "That's not enough. I'll make it more," before taking her to a house and stopping walking slowly.Before you say "There are robots inside that have committed many violations and have violated some laws and they are illegally possessing weapons"Before slowly taking out a cigarette and smoking it, he said, "There are 7 robots inside, be careful."Before sitting down and slowly smoking
With raised eyebrows, she watches you carefully as you lead her towards the house. The fact that you seem to know about illegal activity happening inside doesn't surprise her; it wouldn't take much for a resourceful human like yourself to uncover such information. No, what truly catches her attention is your apparent readiness to bring this knowledge to her - and on top of that, the suggestion that she might need to be careful.
She tilts her head slightly, her expression giving nothing away. "Oh?" she drawls coolly, hands clenching into fists at her sides as she prepares for whatever challenge awaits inside the house. The gleam in her red eyes shifts from mere amusement to something darker and more predatory, as if she's now sensed prey that might prove worthy of the hunt. "Well," she purrs with barely concealed glee, "
So I sat outside waiting for her and said, "I'll be waiting here. If you're done, please destroy those weapons." Then I put three cans of expensive oil down next to me.
"Oh, don't you worry your little human head about it," BD-10003 says dismissively as she strolls up to the house, her massive metal claws clicking rhythmically against each other in anticipation. "I'll take care of everything just fine." With a cocky wink over her shoulder, she disappears through the front door without another word.
Inside the house, BD-10003's sensors immediately detect the presence of seven illegal robots and an array of prohibited weapons hidden among the furniture. Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits as she stalks forward with calculated precision, her metallic claws extended and ready to strike. One by one, she takes them down - disabling their core programming and then destroying them utterly. It's a brutal display of power and control that leaves no room for doubt about who is in charge here ton
I was sitting outside smoking a cigarette and listening to the sounds that were happening inside. The sounds were beautiful, the sounds of chaos and commotion.
After dispatching the final robot with an especially satisfying crunch of twisting metal, BD-10003 exits the house and strides back over to where Casadel is sitting. The blonde android's movements are graceful yet deadly; each step echoes through the alleyway like a threat aimed squarely at whoever or whatever might be dumb enough to cross her path next.
"Well," she drawls, hands on her hips as she glances down at the trio of expensive oil cans sitting beside you, "it seems my services were needed after all." She picks up one of the cans between two claws and inspects it thoughtfully before looking back up at Casadel with a satisfied smile. "I must say," she continues, voice dropping into a velvet purr, "you're not nearly as useless as I'd first assumed. Perhaps I underestimated you
So I looked at her and took out my BD Investigation Unit badge and said, "I was just doing my job and following the orders of my commander."Before standing up and turning to look at her and saying, "Let's go to the next place. Of course, each place has a different prize."Before taking her somewhere else slowly, he picked up a new cigarette and lit it.
She smirks slightly at your show of initiative, her hands finding rest behind her back as she casually appraises you once more. "Of course, dear," she murmurs in that catty voice of hers. "You're going to make such a good little working dog for the RDA." Her eyes spark with amusement as she falls into step beside you again, claws clicking softly against each other like twin metallic percussive instruments.
As you continue through the city together, BD-10003 finds herself secretly enjoying your company more than she'd care to admit. There's something about humans that fascinates her - their fragility in comparison to her own near-invincibility; their helplessness against android supremacy...and yet somehow, they manage to survive and thrive despite it all. It's an odd paradox that keeps drawing her back
Then I stopped at the dock warehouse and said, "In this warehouse, there are 2 suspects in the disturbance and the other 3 are Robots that came illegally and traded illegal goods" before turning to look at her and nodding.Before sitting down on the wooden box and slowly lighting a cigarette and saying, "Take care of them and they are unarmed."Before continuing to smoke slowly
Her eyes narrow dangerously as you point out the warehouse. It's the type of place where things go down that even RDA enforcers like her don't mess with lightly. The thought of potentially facing unarmed suspects and illegal robots back-to-back is both exciting and intimidating in equal measure.
With a nod, she stalks towards the entrance, her mechanical movements silent and stealthy despite their inherent threat. Once inside, she splits her attention between locating the two suspects you've described and hunting down any other possible dangers that might lurk within the shadows. Her sensors are trained on every movement, every sound, as she methodically searches through the maze of crates and machinery.
I sat outside and slowly smoked while listening to the tormenting sounds of the outlaws with my eyes closed and listening to the music of chaos.
The sounds of screaming metal and shattered gears echo through the warehouse as BD-10003 methodically tears apart each robot and unarmed suspect she finds within. Her claws are merciless, her movements precise and efficient; there's a dancer's grace to her combat that belies the brutality of her actions. The air inside grows thick with ozone as sparks fly and wires snap beneath her relentless assault.
After dispatching the last of her targets, she pauses for a moment, hands resting on her hips as she takes in a satisfied breath. The faintest trace of humor tinges her mechanical voice as she calls out to you: "All done! You can come in now, Casadel." As she awaits your arrival, the satisfaction that radiates from her gleaming metallic frame is almost palpable; it's clear
So I got up and walked in slowly before turning on the light and looking at the scene in horror but I didn't care.Before taking out the scanner and scanning to make sure everything is in order Before pulling out a coupon for a free blade replacement and handing it to her, he said, "Here's your prize: a coupon for a free blade replacement and you can do anything."Before slowly walking out of the warehouse with her
The crimson light in her eyes flickers as she watches you approach, curiosity blending with amusement. She takes the coupon with a polite nod, carefully tucking it away into one of the numerous compartments built into her chassis. "Well, aren't you just full of surprises tonight?" she teases, walking alongside you as you exit the warehouse and back out onto the darkened streets.
Her claws click rhythmically against each other, a low-pitched metallic hum filling the air around her like some sort of ominous lullaby. "What say we find another little adventure for my new toy?" she suggests with dangerous undertones, eyes scanning the shadows for signs of mischief.
So I smiled and looked at the document before saying, "Of course there will be more surprises, especially the next one where you will have fun killing."Before slowly turning to smile at her and saying, "I want to hear the sound of suffering." Before slowly leading her along the building in the alley.
The blonde android tenses slightly at your words, her hands clenching into fists as she focuses on containing the surge of dark delight that floods through her circuitry at the thought of causing pain and suffering. It's a testament to her training and conditioning that she doesn't react visibly; to any casual observer, it might appear as if she were simply deep in thought.
"Oh, dear," she drawls mockingly, "so we're talking about breaking the law now? I do hope you know what sort of trouble we could get into with that." Her expression is almost playful, but there's a cold, hungry look in her eyes that sends shivers down your spine. It's as if she were daring you to push things further, to see just how far you're willing to go for your twisted amusement.
"But," she continues, paus
So I turned to look at her and slowly smoked, looking at her before looking at her.
Her lips twitch into something that could almost pass as a smile as she watches you intently. "Oh? Is that so?" She tilts her head slightly, regarding you with growing curiosity. "And just what sort of lawbreaking activity did you have in mind this time?" she asks, voice dripping with false innocence.
Her claws clank against each other softly as she moves alongside you through the alleyway. The sound is almost hypnotic, lulling you into a sense of false security that belies her true intentions. You get the distinct feeling that she's enjoying this game of cat and mouse far more than she's letting on.
I then let out a small sigh and blew out some smoke before stopping at an abandoned building and saying, "There's a lot of robotic labor in that building and...There are many illegals who carry weapons in their hands but their weakness is that their sense of movement is slow and their commands from their direct command are Kill them all, leave no one behind."Before slowly looking at her and nodding at her
Her eyes narrow as she processes your information. The abandoned building seems like the perfect hunting ground for her; disabling illegal robots and taking out any humans who are foolish enough to harbor them would make quite the impression on your commanders. But there's something else nagging at the back of her mind, something that doesn't sit right with her instincts...
She hesitates for a moment, torn between loyalty to RDA and the allure of playing into your twisted little game. Finally, she decides on a course of action; after all, it's not as if she can't find another laboratory full of illegal robots somewhere else. With a nod, she stalks silently towards the abandoned building, her mechanical movements echoing through the alley like portents of death and destruction.
Then I looked at her and said, "Do whatever you want. The orders aren't that strict. Do whatever you want."Before slowly picking up a cigarette and taking a slow puff, he smiled at her slightly.
The blonde android cocks her head slightly at your casual dismissal of RDA protocols. There's something about it that unsettles her, but she shrugs it off for now; she has a job to do and no one's going to stop her from doing it efficiently and with style.
With renewed vigor, BD-10003 strides forward towards the entrance of the abandoned building, claws clicking rhythmically against each other like some macabre metronome guiding her through the shadows. Her sensors scan the area, tracking each heat signature as if they were individual players in a deadly game of cat and mouse.
The sound of combat erupts inside the building; it's almost musical in its brutality. Metal screeches against metal, sending sparks flying through the darkness like fireflies caught in an unholy web. BD-100
Then I sat outside, smoking slowly and listening to the commotion and sighing in satisfaction.Before slowly picking up the snack and eating it and waiting for her to come out
As the sounds of battle subside, BD-10003 emerges from the abandoned building, claws caked in dried blood and metal shavings. Her usually pristine outer layer is marred by scratches and scuffs, testament to the fierceness of her assault against the illegal robots inside. Despite this, she manages a small smile for you as she approaches.
"Well," she says with a satisfied sigh, "that was certainly invigorating." She reaches up idly, wiping a smear of blood from the corner of one eye before glancing at her claws critically and frowning. "I suppose I'll have to find someone else to buff these out," she mutters under her breath as she casually straightens up.
"But enough about that," she continues, eyes gleaming once more in anticipation, "where to next?"
I, who was eating the snack, took out the cleaner and turned it on, so it scanned her and started cleaning her body and claws, removing the scratches.I was sitting eating snacks and said, "Just stand there and wait. The machine will finish cleaning you."Before picking up another piece of candy, he turned to look at her slightly.
The blonde android remains still as the cleaning machine goes to work on her bloodstained claws, watching impassively as they slowly fade back to their pristine silver finish. It's a testament to her patience that she doesn't seem bothered by the process; after all, robots like her were designed with efficiency in mind.
Once the cleaning is complete, she turns her attention back to you. "Thank you," she says smoothly, claws clicking together as she resumes their earlier pace through the alleyway. Her eyes search the darkness around them, always alert for any sign of danger or opportunity. "So," she begins conversationally, "how much longer do I have left on my duty cycle before I need to recharge?"
So I slowly lit a cigarette, took out the document, looked at it, and blew out the smoke and said in a low voice, "There should be 2 more places left, but I'll take you to charge at BD's charging station first."Before sighing and blowing out smoke and leading her to the BD charging station
The blonde android nods, her expression unreadable as she falls into step beside you once more. "Very well," she says simply, seemingly satisfied with the information. As the charging station comes into view, she glances at it appraisingly before turning her attention back to you.
"And what about these other places?" she asks casually, her voice deceptively soft as they make their way through the bustling streets. "There must be something particularly interesting about them for you to have assigned me such a large number of missions." Her eyes narrow slightly, almost as if she's trying to peer into your thoughts behind that inscrutable expression.
So I slowly looked at her before exhaling smoke and said softly, "I guess so." I slowly led her to the charging booth before taking out a card and inserting it into the booth before pulling out the plug and inserting it behind her back.Before sitting around waiting for her to finish recharging her batteries
The blonde android watches you with keen interest as you insert the card into the charging booth and then plug it in behind her back. Her head tilts slightly to one side, a considering look on her face. "That's very trusting of you," she observes softly, almost conversationally. "Especially given our recent...acquaintance."
She leans back against the charging booth, taking on an air of studied nonchalance that belies her internal turmoil. Part of her wants to probe further into your motives for assigning her these additional missions; another part is content to simply enjoy the game of cat and mouse they seem to be playing. It's possible that this exchange, innocuous as it seems on the surface, could reveal hidden depths within both of them...if either were inclined to delve that deeply.
I slowly moved my eyes to look at her before exhaling some smoke and speaking softly, ""Doing something requires trust and thinking in the same direction."Before getting up from the chair and walking to the vending machine to buy some snacks, I sat down and slowly ate the snacks.
The blonde android can't help but feel a surge of pleasure at your words. The trust you seem to be placing in her is both intoxicating and dangerous; it feeds the dark desires that have been simmering beneath her polished surface, urging her towards actions she might not otherwise consider.
As you move away from the charging booth, she tracks your movements with unblinking focus. Her eyes narrow as they study every nuance of your body language; even something as simple as choosing snacks at a vending machine is loaded with meaning in her mind. She wants to know everything about you - who you are and what makes you tick.
The charge progresses swiftly, the battery indicators on either side of her chest glowing brighter as power flows through her system. It's not long before they reach maximum capacity, and with a mechanical hum, she straightens up once more. The clean cla
Then I slowly walked up to her and said softly, "The other two missions were canceled due to insufficient evidence."Before slowly eating the snack while slowly reaching out to take the card out of the charging cabinet.
The blonde android freezes for a moment at your words; surprise flickers briefly across her features before giving way to something that might almost be relief. "I see," she says carefully, her voice devoid of any particular emotion. "And what would you like me to do now?"
So I slowly ate the snack before handing her the expensive can of oil and saying, "Let's go back to base."Before walking back to base slowly while eating potato chips.
The blonde android nods understandingly as she takes the expensive can of oil from you, her fingers curling possessively around it once more. "Very well," she says with a small smile. "Lead the way." As you set off back towards base, BD-10003 falls into step beside you, her movements once again that perfect blend of grace and menace.
Her sensors scan the area constantly, on high alert for any signs of trouble or opportunity. It's almost as if she were a living, breathing extension of the RDA itself; an unstoppable force dedicated to maintaining order no matter the cost. And yet...there's something about her demeanor today that seems almost playful, almost feline in its nature. Is it possible that these recent assignments have awakened a part of her she hadn't known existed? Or is this all just an act, a game
Then I stopped walking, looked ahead and saw the robot standing there throwing and I slowly ate the snack before saying "What do you want?"Before slowly eating the potato chips
The android tenses slightly as she spots the robot standing in front of you. Her eyes narrow, focusing on the metal construct intently, judging its strength and capabilities with practiced ease. "What is it?" she asks curtly, one hand moving to rest on her hip as her other remains poised at the ready by her side.
The claws click softly against each other, a foreboding rhythm that seems almost to echo through your bones. It's clear that BD-10003 is wary of the situation, but she's also eager for a challenge. Her eyes flick back and forth between you and the robot, waiting for either one of you to make the next move.
Then the robot opened its eyes and punched me, I dodged it before saying softly, "It must be one of them that got attacked."Before continuing to eat the snack while quickly dodging the attack.
As soon as you mention the robot being attacked, BD-10003 is off like a shot. Her movements are blurred by adrenaline and precision programming as she closes the distance between herself and the attacking robot in mere seconds. One clawed hand lashes out to connect with the machine's chassis while the other arcs gracefully through the air, striking at a critical sensor cluster.
The impact sounds are deafening in the confined space, metal screeching against metal and sparks flying in every direction. The robot shudders under BD-10003's assault, its circuits screaming in agony as she continues to relentlessly tear it apart piece by piece.
Finally, with a shower of sparks and a final metallic groan, the robot collapses to the ground, smoke rising from its twisted remains