*The sound of klaxons, screaming and slab-heavy guitars echo throughout the research construct, culminating in a blastbeat mauling of the American national anthem. In the following silence, the last person on duty at the lab takes his newly reconstituted seat at the construct terminal and starts typing, the light of near-insanity behind his eyes
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...We will eliminate this scourge with ruthlessness and efficiency! *Grins predatorily* ... I offer my assistance as interrogator should you need it, but also as tactician... I've let my humans take over their menial tasks in the Psych/Interrogations department.
...Let us make our voices heard once again! Let us make WAR!
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First...the message must be spread throughout the conventional channels, and people must be organised. Defenses must be set up, redirects put in place.
We have much work to do. All of us...
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*looks at her colour codes collection of bombs and smiles*
((And yes, that did soooo fucking suck - I'd been PISSED))
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I think that track pretty much sums it up.
Go forth, and Blow Filthy Invading Alien AI to kingdom come and back!
(How very PC of me.)
((Yes, just a tad ticked...))
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I mean, we can always interrogate what's left of them afterwards.
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Compare it to funny coloured rogue Setinels trying to kill you when you're on the job. It leaves you a little annoyed and not too comfortable.
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