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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 1:11 pm
The scientist smirked as he brought in the android he had created known as Twenty-two. She had been formerly a female human known as Kira Grant. A florist and gardener who had been twenty two years old. He had found her near death in a terrible car accident near his hidden home. He was going to sell her now as punishment to another android and because he needed money. Nothing was wrong with Twenty-two since he was happy with her but the android called Nine had been over stepping himself. So to get the male android to behave, he was selling her.
"Now if only someone will come and see her. She is perfect for a bodyguard or security guard at some company. All her weapons are in good condition." he said. His black eyes glowed as he checked everything in her systems. Luckly he had shown Twenty-two how to do maintance on herself. So if she got some problem while serving her owner, she could handle it. But it it was to much, he could be brought to fix her. He had made her the perfect trained solider but she stilled had some emotions but they were hard to acess. He hadn't want her to be like the others who had got all their emotions back. Nine was one and it was causing him problems. Hopefully Nine listened or he would be sold as well.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2011 2:47 pm
He checked his watch since two hours had passed and no one had come and looked at her. He sighed darkly since he wanted to sell her. Nine had been sold alreadly but for some reason no one was coming to check out Twenty-two. He walked over to her and turned her on since she had been offline even though her heart and lungs kept working to keep her alive. "Twenty-two, my dear, wake up." he called. Her bandage covered eyes opened though she didn't see him. "Master." she said softly.
He smiled as he heard her reply. "Aw good, you awake. Be a good dear and just sit pretty. If your asked a question reply politely" he said. She nodded as ahd tried to look around. She could faintly see shadows through the cloth bandages but that was it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 19, 2011 5:40 pm
Her creator was growing angered since no one had even look at her once with in five hours. She was sitting silently since she knew that if she pissed him off her would dismantle her and than she would likely die. She really didn't want to die since she had only just gotten a second chance at life.
Her green eyes glowed behind the bandages as she waited. She was hoping to be free of the slave shop soon. Her creator would likely send her to the pit to fight and be destoried by the Destorier which was a massive robot that he had made to destory bad robots and cyborgs. She had see it once destory several robots at once and that was not a fate, she wanted.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 5:46 pm
Her creator decide to sell her to the female slave shop. He needed the money and he didn't have time to waste selling her. He turned her off and headed off to the female slave shop with her.
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