Machine gone haywire? (Shu)

[Guest]

"Loading the programming in now sir. Do you think this will really work?" Said the assistant as he typed into the computer. "It better, we have worked too hard and too long to fail now," The scientist said as he looked upon his creation. Yes, the pinnacle of automail mechanics combined with alchemy. It was truly magnificent. To think all it costed him was a brother but, he had in fact created something that would save many a life. The sacrifices had not out weighed the benefits. He had created something truly spectacular after all. What was that old saying....."Equivalent exchange"....... PFFT yeah right. "The program is now loaded sir, like you have written it." The scientist smirked. "Good, good now.........activate him. Activate Alonso Tres Farello! The moment has come!"

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Processing.............loading Farello Program. Master: Marcus De Farello ............Objectives: ...............can not find.........searching........corrupted data..............rewritting................KILL........KILL, KILLL, KILSDBSSFNKJSJJLLLLL. Activating power source................Power is on, opening optics.

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Alonso's eyes opened revealing the world. There were only two people besides him in the room. "Very good, you are awake." The assistant looked in aw. "It has worked! It really worked!" He said almost pleased with the work they had put in. "Now don't get you pannies in a knot yet, we still need to see if he even functions properly so stop your celebrating. Alright Alonso, fulfill your primary programming go kill those who made fun of my genius!" Alonso stood to his feet, seemingly no life in his eyes and simply looked forward. He began walking to his "father" and suddenly stopped in front of him. "Fulfilling programming............KILL everyone..........." He suddenly grabbed the mans throat and began to crush his jugular. The man squealed at surprise by the sudden reaction from the android that was once his son. But that squeal was the last noise from his mouth. The assistant ran to help the professor but it was in vein as Alonso quickly turn and put his fist through the assistants heart. He then turned back to the Professor. He sat there and continued to strangle him, watching every bit of life drain from his eyes.

He then dropped him to the floor. "Signs of life............non detected.......beginning search for more targets......." He began walking away from the scene picking up the specially made duel pistols before he left, each one in hand and continued to walk outside. He sought to end all life, as was what his programming told him to do. Even if it was.....corrupted data. His old man could not even have seen it coming even if he wanted to. Strangely though, as the android walked his eyes leaked what appeared to be tears. He reached up ans touched the liquid. "Leaking coolant........will need to get repairs soon....." He simply stated as he continued to walk on. Eliminating every creature and every person he saw.....

[Lust]

Le Cerise was beautiful this time of year, It was warm without being too hot, and the fresh breeze carried away all smells of morning dampness that clung to the earth. It was one of Tanandra's favourite places to go, espcially for early spring. The beaches weren't crowded since it wasn't tourist season, and that meant there weren't hordes of people chasing her everywher to get photos and autographs. Not that she minded their praise or adoration, but every woman needed breathing room here and there, n'est-ce pas?

The photoshoot scheduled for this week had been with a pinup magazine, a rather nice pinup shoot. This photographer was young and still new to the company, but Tanandra had seen his work and loved it right away and was more than happy to shoot with him. She'd been told most of these photos would be black and white with just trace elements coloured. Part of the shoot had been nude except for a gauzy whtie scarf, and she always loved implied nudes. She smiled to herself, resting her cheek delicately against her hand as she watched out the window of her limo and watched the city pass by. The shoot had taken most of her day, as they often did, but Tanandra didn't feel particularly tired from it. She was relaxed, more than anything, and there aws little in this part of town. All the bright lights and goodness the city had to offer were behind her as the limo began driving through an older part of town. It was decaying slowly, more and more buildings boarded up as they passed and trash dotting the streets. Why the hell were they passing through this part of town?

"Émile? Where are you driving us?" Honey-coloured eyes flashed to the driver, curious about the alternate route but calm. Émile was a good driver and very obedient, so it was rare that her tone ever needed to raise with him.

"Construction, Mistress. The streets we used this morning are closed off and the other normal ones to get back to the hotel are traffic-laden. I thought it best to take the back roads lest you stopped by fans at a red light." Roughe lips smiled warmly, the model leaning back in her seat to close her eyes.

"So thoughtful. Thank you, Émile." He'd really always been one of her best- Tanandra let out a soft, surprised cry as she lurched forward suddenly and then feel back into her seat. The tires had screeched and the small limo had come to a sudden halt upon impact. Émile sat in the drivers seat, shaking and wide-eyed, holding onto his steering wheel as though his life depended on it.

"M-Mistress... Are you alright? He... he came out of nowhere! Just rushed across the street, I d-didn't see him!"

Oh dear fuck, they'd hit someone? In this part of town? Probably some bum, but shit! She couldn't just have her driver leave as a hit and run. Police could match your car down tot he paint, een if this was a rental. Tanandra didn't need another legal thing on her hands, not right now. Especially when vehicular manslaughter was pretty black and white. She took a deep breath, unhooking her seatbelt and looking at Émile.

"We need to see if he needs help. Hopefully I can just write him a check and he won't sue or press charges. Stay here." Her orders were plain and simple and the man had no problem with that as Tanda got out of the black car and walked around to the front. There was a dent in the hood, but not much blood, and the man they'd hit was on the ground and... not a bum. Gold eyes blinked. THey'd hit... a priest. A young priest, but a priest. Fuuuuuuuck.... Was he alive? Oh shit, she hoped he was alive. Tanandra's hand reached out to shake his shoulder.

"Father... Father, are you alright? Do I need to call an ambulance?"