Ongoing PSL - In-game setting

[itshilarious]

"You say that you're no good for me, cause I'm always tugging at your sleeve--"

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[itshilarious]

[ It seems like with each passing second, he starts to feel more and more numb. To all of this. His memories come back in waves. 9S realizes that everything he's missed has slowly uploaded over time. Indicative of how many times he's been reformatted and killed. That resentment flows through in his treatment of the bodies beneath him. 9S turns their back and follows 2B as if he'd simply shopped at a store. Nothing more, nothing less.

They would have died anyway.

He doesn't say a word the entire trek to camp. And he doesn't say a word when they set it up. The blood that coats his arms and clothing smells foul, like thick oil. It sticks to his shirt and makes his mock flesh feel slimy and disgusting. And so he pulls his shirt off over his head and tosses it to the ground. He sighs and rolls his head back, as if to relieve tension that isn't there. Androids seize, but they don't cramp. ]

They'll see what we did. The Commander won't want to send anyone else down until they're stronger and incapable of being hacked. Or torn apart.

Doesn't matter. I'm the most adaptable S-model. Nothing will work unless they build something better.

[ He did, after all, build that back door. They know what they're dealing with. ]