doll Ew followed by lewd accounts. Bro Tali is a kid. Burn
“Nah. Chrome keeps me alive. Got more than most people my age. Both legs, arms, eyes, mouth, and the majority of my torso. Basically full borg” She shrugs. It’s not a big deal for her. She's “special” “Not many folk can handle this much chrome… not like I got a choice”
“ Oh shit, are ya really gunna have yer eyes pluck out?? Dude, that sounds hella disturbin not gunna lie! “ X slightly quivers in disgust for he’s already vision Talia’s surgery based on the description provided. “ Yer boi X hardly heard anythin bout surgery. . “ ->
“So the norm? Bummer. Was hoping you had somethin’ worth watchin’ Roman” She looks at him for a moment “S’long as you keep away from boosters. You're to ‘ganic to risk that again kid”
"Well let's see..." Checking his camera. "Yea, nothing special... Literally the only thing I have on here is D being angry and Kingsley being... A bum." Roman sighs, he's quite disappointed with what he has. "Maybe I'll get something good so hopefully..."
“There is a reason Ai is locked up. You haven't seen what she can do! You won't stand a chance..”
⠀ Human input is so very... tedious. I am referring to cyberspace. It would be more efficient and secure. I have an isolated, miniscule network that would suffice. ⠀
“Like hell. Not letting her take over. Tired of her voice. Her everything. She’ll fry you the second she's free”
⠀ I may be able to provide more useful information if I could interact with the construct. There are ways to do so. ⠀
She sighed “Dunno. Never asked.. Think it’s Capri. Stupid code isn't talkin’ now.” She needs the chip to remove her… it happens to be with someone else- “That freak show D has her cage”
“Ahhh… So, you’re stuck with her. Never a good sign.” He bows like a performer on stage. “Majora. A pleasure. What’s the name of your friend?”
“Great.. My brain is her playground… just great. Thanks choom..” Her head rolls back. Faceplate popping open
⠀ Perhaps not. 【 Interesting. Red sparks, but not the Blackwall. 】 It's entirely likely that it would destroy important neural components in retaliation before I would be able to finish. ⠀
Her gun recalls into her arm. “T…Talia.” She rises. Metal foot thudding “I'm her perfect host. She already took me over once…”
“Yeah, yeah. Not the first time.” He stuck his tongue out. “I’m shocked something like that would pester you. So, who’re you?”
A crimson arch sparks from her ports. “Fuck!” Seems the “Ai” wasn't happy.
⠀ Curious. Another instance of algorithmic accretion in this... 【 Trailing off. 】 I cannot remove the construct without the specialized chip. Any attempt to do so would likely merge your mind into its collective. I may be able to suppress its activity, however. ⠀
“She's flipping you off.” She… can't see her anymore. So she's just being an asshole. Talia's faceplate opens. “Bitch. Useless code….”
“Hmmm? Ohhhh. You have one of those?” He’s turning in the direction that the pink-haired girl is facing. “Can’t see or hear, but hi.”
She glanced to the side “Her chip is missing. With D. She isn't even meant to be with me... She was pulled”
⠀ 【 Her eyes light up red. Odd. 】 Interesting. Multiple personality constructs, merged together into a cohesive consciousness. Not dissimilar to Frankenstein's Monster. Do you have a suitable way to store the constructs? ⠀
Her split eyes dart off to the side. Glaring at something “To you.. Fuckin’ bitch is taunting me...” the Borg grunts. Voice garbled
He didn’t flinch at the gun. Instead, the tall ‘exotic’ smiled and laughed. “You were talking to the air, lady.”
“As soon as your input shows up.. I'm having you fried!…”
Her right arm pops open, and a tiny pink gun fills her palm. To which it’s pointed right at them. “Fuck!? Who are you?!”
There’s a tap on her shoulder.
Her slit pupils land on the stranger. “Scan me.. Scan me- needa push this bitch outta my head!”
⠀ I'm a 'runner.' 【 Blinking sort of slowly. Manually. 】 ⠀
“They fixed it.. My clock isn't clicking yet.. Bitch”
“Your brain is degrading. You're dying~ let!Me!Fix you”
“Like hell I did.. You took over my body. I had to live with second-rate chrome for years! You prick bot”
“Aw, but we had so much fun. Chasing your daddy down. Blowing up so many AVs” The projection flickered from in front of her to behind her. “You still wanna fry ‘im yeah..?”
“Choom? Don't you see her? Shit shit need a ‘runner”
⠀ 【 Staring for a couple seconds before remembering to tilt her head. 】 Who? ⠀
“Stay the fuck away from me! You god damn freak-code”
“Girlie. Chip in.. Let’s play again yeah yeah.”