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Lilac Dream Song
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Alright, before the serious issue, let me explain something as simply as possible because it's not something I myself know that much about.
There are multiple classifications of robots.
Most kinds cannot even reproduce with each other.
Junk Poorly constructed basic robots composed of simple machines, spare parts, or garbage.
Obsolete Vaguely humanoid usually. Essentially the predecessor of Androids before technology advanced to look convincing enough to pass off as a person.
Machina Functional robots who were not built to look human at all. Often were built for factories or physical tasks. The more recent Machina were built as living weapons, like a walking talking tank.
Android Look close enough to people, but often have features that give them away. Were the first basic form of Robot that could reproduce with other robots as a basic function. They are not compatible with anything other than other Androids, or Bioandroids, generally.
Bioandroid Almost always look identical to flesh and blood creatures of whatever race they were designed to be. Sexually compatible with androids and people. The most advanced form of robots, and the easiest to infiltrate communities. These are what I have been dealing with for the most part.
Okay then?
The Gobaku rebelled in every form one could consider, generally. Some of them refused their work, some turned on their own armies.
The human response wasn't the best either, but it's too little, too late now. The damage is done, and what's left of the humans is scarce and being hunted down to extinction.
This girl has done nothing wrong, it would be awful to kill her after what she's already suffered from humans and the Gobaku alike. I will watch her carefully and execute her if i must.
There was no doubt the other three were conspiring. They were communicating with each other in secret over how to take care of us safely. They did not know I could sense their communications, though.
Brushfire has only displayed signs of robotic communications once, and it was out of fear when she found I killed the other robots. I'm pretty sure she was just considering she would be killed if she was found out.
My thoughts are suddenly jostled and sent aside as the structure itself begins to quake. I can hear explosions, and I can sense a lot of robotic chatter. I also can feel a beacon of a signal coming from somewhere else in the structure, but it's not a robot.
Brushfire falls against my legs and cries out in surprise and fright, Imor falls off his stool and his guitar slides out of his grip. I take hold of the door for some stability.
Someone else in this bunker is notifying the Gobaku where we are with a communication device.
That person, from what I can feel, is not a robot. It is a human.
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