Continuing in READER'S perspective.
A trace.
Trace of what?
Archives dating back to roughly 5 years were open on every available computer screen. Anything to do with Detroit was flooded with 'Cyberlife' and how the company exceeded with the development of Androids and their technologies.
A company booming with that much popularity sounded just like one you have seen before.
'Introducing the MARVIN Unit! Here at Hammond Robotics, we strive to create sturdy machines for the difficult positions that makes industrial work hazardous for anyone. Even Androids! Now don't get me wrong, Cyberlife has incredible units for the workplace, but sometimes - even Plastic isn't strong enough!'
Your head snapped up at the specific word that stood out of the advertisement that played from the other room.
Hammond.
Hammond Robotics.
A sudden weight dropped in your chest and sunk down to your stomach, numbing your legs as your hands trembled in reaction to that damn name. It took a moment to gather the strength to move. The advertisement was cut off by a news report - in which you jumped to your feet, leaping over the scattered supplies on the floor and darting to the living room.
The television screen was still shattered; the left third broken beyond repair, but it was still clear enough to see the image on the surviving glass. Cracks webbed over the remaining surface while the audio occasionally shorted with static in the sound.
'The MRVN unit, or as we love to call 'em "Marvins", are the perfect workhorse for the industry! Steel and Titanium frame makes them durable, and cheap to repair. Damage to their surface doesn't affect their visual appeal or their functionality. If anything, it makes them look even better! A hard working robot!'
The man on screen had a Marvin unit next to him, the machine standing approximately 5'5" and idly turning it's head towards the camera. After a pause, the salesman slapped the top of the Marvin's head.
'This bad boy can fit so much labour in him! Their AI is restricted to certain tasks, and can solve problems which are within the designated field they are intended for. Their processing power and speed may not be as complex as Androids, but they sure as hell can outlive and outlast those plastic machines! At only $1999 per unit, these guys can last decades and keep your factory running without any supervision. Now able to relay instructions directly to and from you with an app!'
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