A couple of days had gone by, and Otto and Jen were able to complete ACI-294 in the following day, normally after Otto and Jen complete their last project for the week, they'd head off to the bar, and drink until they were completely plastered, but tonight seemed different. Jen left early that day to focus on some family business, so Otto figured he would clean up around the department before heading home. "Man, I should've just went to the bar with Alan or something.." Otto sighed to himself as he threw one of Jen's cola bottle's into the trash, she was just as much of a cola enjoyer as him, but unlike him she kept her cans everywhere. Otto walked over to the fridge and opened it up to look for any empty bottles Jen might've left behind, but to his surprise he found a bottle of tequila in the far back hidden behind some spare leftovers, after tossing out the leftovers Otto picked up the bottle and examined it, he wasn't sure how it got there but he assumed it was from a party some time ago, it surprisingly looked to be in perfect condition too. Otto didn't drink tequila as often since it had gotten him drunk most of the time but he decided to take a few shots for Jen, since she wasn't around to enjoy it with him. Otto walked over the counter, and rummaged through the cabinet to find a plastic shot glass, after a few minutes of searching he finally found one, he set it down on the counter and twisted the cap open, pouring himself the shot, Otto was anxious to take it at first but ultimately just went for it. The tequila raced through his throat, initially going down a little rough but was soon followed by an oddly sweet tangy flavor "Damn.. that's pretty good" Otto commented to himself as he dropped the cup on the counter, "What's one more gonna do, right?" Otto thought as he poured himself another glass. He figured he might as well take a few more just for the fun of it.
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After a few to many shots, and a couple good thoughts, Otto fell into his desk, luckily he caught himself on the table and spun his chair over to sit down. Now with his regained balance, he slumped his body over his desk and giggled to himself, in a completely drunk stupor. "Ill just leave the rest for tommor-row.." Otto thought to himself as he got up wobblily, after he reclaimed his balance he grabbed his bag, threw it over his shoulder, and staggered for the door, making sure not to passcode lock it on his way out. As Otto walked through the hall looking over to the locked departments, he almost tripped over his shoe, but luckily he caught himself and continued walking. When he got into the elevator Otto leaned against the elevator walls as he input his code, even through his drunk stupor he could remember his code, however unbeknownst to him he'd pressed a couple extra button's which would send him down to the central sector and instead of heading upwards he'd went downwards. After a few moments of Otto trying to regain his balance in the elevator the doors opened up to reveal the central sector, thousands of androids and machines alike were being transported throughout the huge chambers, as Otto got out he looked around and noticed he wasn't in the familiar lobby hallway, "What the hel-l is this?.." Otto thought to himself, he hadn't actually been down to the central sector in his time working for AutoTech, neither did Jen, nor anybody else he had known, the central sector was always a strange and private area that not many were allowed to travel down to, unless they were special higher ups. Otto was unsure how he was able to make it down to the central sector but he continued to stagger through the walkway, he had slightly sobered up intaking the lights from the machines but some things were still a blur. As Otto walked up a set of stairs observing the androids and machines being transported, he noticed an android at the edge of what seemed to be a railing, Infront of it seemed to be a big green glowing object. Otto walked towards the Android as it stood over the railing, and as he got closer he noticed beyond the railing was a huge green ball of energy, electricity had shot from it in surges through heavy cables. "Holy shit.." Otto thought to himself as he stood in amazement, it was nothing he'd ever seen before, he could feel the tense energy radiate off the ball of energy as he approached it. Suddenly, the android turned around and faced Otto, Otto had stopped in his tracks as he tried to make out the android clearly, Otto squinted his eyes and his vision slowly began to clear.
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"Sentient?.."
Otto called out, surprised. This android had appeared to be ACI-2831, the android Jen and Otto had been working on previously. Suddenly, Without a word, Sentient had let go of the railing and slowly approached Otto, Otto had completely frozen in place at that moment, unable to move. Whether it had been fear or awe, Otto didn't know, Sentient remained silent as he closed in on Otto, Otto felt like throwing his hands up to try and keep the android away but it seemed useless, Otto body had been completely stuck, almost like in some sort of paralysis. Sentient had now only been a few feet away from Otto, but he completely stopped, reaching his arm out towards Otto's head and seizing it. Otto felt Sentient's cold and solid hand practically wrap around his head, before he could think a surge had been sent directly into his head, as the surged coursed through Otto's head he saw a flurry of colors and object form and decompose in a matter of seconds, it seemed somewhat beautiful.. However suddenly Otto collapsed to the ground, his vision being partially obstructed by the flurry, Sentient lowered his arm and stepped over Otto's body, approaching the elevator. As Otto's sight began to dim he watched as Sentient entered the elevator and slowly leave the central sector, with a final exhale Otto completely fell unconscious on the ground.
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Machine Girl
Ciencia FicciónA world changed by robots, the new era of "mankind". Robot's rarely share words, too caught up in constant work to even be bothered to communicate with one and another, yet each and every one of them has a mind of their own, their own fears, their o...