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Sun Basket
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"The great nightmare of the Central Bureau."
Monica puts her hand on the warm surface of the reconstitutor. "And now he's floating around in a jar."
"like a spooky evil pickle," 73-6 is at the controls, poring over 38-3's specs and extracting the memories they'll need for the final push.
"Going to be a weird dynamic," Monica says.
"sosa did something to him. i'm not an expert on personality reconstruction or anything but even i can see it. 38-3 was like an emotional flatline. a complete shutdown. with this one big insane peak to him."
"What was that?" Monica asks.
"he hated himself and loved sosa," 73-6 says. "it was specifically programmed in."
"That's... jeez." Monica takes a step back from the pod. "We were up to some grim shit in the Bureau, huh."
"killing him might have been the best thing for him." 73-6 fiddles with the controls. "i'm just gonna slide the sosa lust setting down."
38 is a bit of a wreck. Having an outpost explode around you and getting swiss cheesed can do that.
He was shelled out the ass, though, and with his level of expertise 73-6 thinks he can cobble what's left into one of three suites:
Stalker: Holographic disguise and voice modulation. Same stuff that made 38-3 so freaky in life.
Beast: Pain nullifiers, fast heal, antiballistic skin. 38-4 will have the same level of nigh-unkillability as 38-3 did.
Ripper: Silent step and a HUD that pinpoints weak spots and pressure points mean that 38-4 will be able to instantly kill nearly anyone he gets close enough to with his spike, no matter what kind of armor they're wearing. The exception is people like Penelope, who are as shelled up and expert in melee as he is.
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