Factory Investigation

 ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ ʟᴏɢ ꜰᴏʀ ꜰᴇʙʀᴜᴀʀʏ 15, 2023

 

Bunbun is clickity clacking on her gamer laptop, writing something. Luna is typing on her laptop as well, doing archival and shit. She checks the time and very visibly debates on doing something.

“Whatcha thinkin’ about there Luna?” Bunbun asks out of pure curiosity.

"Heh? Oh nothing. I wanted to go investigate Solaire, but I'm nervous about it. A creation of theirs going solo and potentially getting captured? No thanks. Now if I had others to come with me..." she trails off.

“Oh! I’ll go with you! I literally have nothing else to do, well besides writing about my Epic Conquests~ of course.”

"Okay! Was hoping for a couple others, in case there's some bullshit in there. Knowing Jän, they built some shit to defend the place." Luna looks around the room, especially at Cole and Chris.

“Maybe this will scratch that itch for adventure I’ve been having. And that’s a fantastic idea, having a team is very helpful.”

"But thank you." Luna nods.

“No Problem Boblem,” Bunbun stretches a bit. “And think of this as practice for the tournament!”

ᴀʟᴀɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ - ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴜʀɴᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴜᴏꜱ ᴛᴏᴜʀɴᴀᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴍᴇᴛᴀᴍᴏʀᴘʜᴏꜱɪꜱ ʜᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ ᴏꜰ ꜰᴇʙʀᴜᴀʀʏ 20. ʟᴜɴᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴜɴʙᴜɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜰɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɴᴀᴛᴀ.

Chris is playing Sudoku on his phone. Again. Luna turns to Chris, who is playing Sudoku on his phone and really should learn about Picross, her favorite game. She says, "hey Chris, wanna come with me to investigate my creators?"

"Huh?" Chris pauses the game and looks up."Solaire?"

Luna nods, "yeah. They sent us a sample of their weird ass new Hinata Project plushies and it had a human soul in it."

“…that’s their name?” Bunbun chuckles. “That’s amazing!”

"Yeah, Solaire Enterprises. They're a mess." Luna sighs

"The plushie has a what?!" Chris asks, shocked.

“I’ve heard worse to be honest.” Bunbun comments.

Luna levitates the little doggo toy from Margaret to her hands. "It was this thing. Cole found a human's soul in it. I want to know what the hell they're doing. Or why they sent us one."

“Probably surveillance or testing.” Bunbun suggests

"Or both." Chris says

Cole wakes up and stretches. "Good morning"

“Both is good” Bunbun adds.

"Possibly. Either way, I don't like it. So if they're gonna surveil on us, we might as well return the favor. Cole, wanna join us?"

“Sup Mr. Mafia, how was the sleep?”

ᴀʟᴀɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ - ᴍʀ. ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʀᴇꜰᴇʀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏʟᴇ ɢᴇɴᴇꜱᴏɴᴇ-ɢᴀʀɴᴇᴛ, ᴏꜰ ᴡʜᴏᴍ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ɪɴ 1950ꜱ ʟᴀꜱ ᴠᴇɢᴀꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ɪꜱ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ᴏʟᴅ. 

"Sure, I wouldn't mind," Cole shrugs at Luna then turns to Bunbun, "you vapid slut, I slept fine."

Luna looks up what vapid means... oh

ᴀʟᴀɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ - ᴠᴀᴘɪᴅ ᴍᴇᴀɴꜱ ᴛᴇᴅɪᴏᴜꜱ. ꜱᴏ ᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ʙᴜɴʙᴜɴ ᴀ ʙᴏʀɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏʀᴇ. ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴀᴅᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴘɪɴɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏɴ ʙᴜɴʙᴜɴ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ.

Chris stands up and stretches. "Right, so when do we start?"

"Whenever you three are ready." she gets up and summons her sword to her person.

“Fuck you too Vegas Himbo.” Bunbun says to Cole, then she turns to Luna. “And I’m ready buddy!”

"One second" Cole snaps. "Now I'm ready."

"Think so. If we're doing surveillance, then should be as quiet as possible."

"Agreed. I'll provide the teleport." Luna focuses on the three of them and Bunbun, Cole, Chris, and Luna disappear.

Luna, Chris, Bunbun, and Cole all appear right outside a massive three story castle in the middle of the city. The outer facade has the word SOLAIRE in all caps and fancy looking font with the O replaced with a sun. The doors in front of them are open slightly, and there's a set of stairs leading up. "And we're here."

Bunbun stares at the building with a mix of confusion and awe. “I…holy hell, how the fuck are they not a villainous organization?”

"Looking real fancy. Reminds me of when we touched down in New York." Chris looks at it slightly disinterested.

Cole shakes his head and mutters. "reminds me of a drug company."

“You’re not wrong there, Jesus.”

"Indeed. Someone on the design team looked at Bowsers's Castle and decided to just roll with that. How the hell did they even build this thing?" Luna wonders. "Anyway, shall we head inside?"

Cole nods, "we shall."

Luna walks up to the top of the steps. Everyone follows her with excitement.

On reaching the top of the stairs, and looking through the cracks in the door, they can see nothing. Just a black void. Luna enters and disappears into the void.

Cole blinks a couple times and shrugs. "I’ve walked into worse." He follows Luna into the building.

Chris walks into the void of nothingness. "Hello darkness, my old friend."

“Into the gaping maw of hell I venture forth!” Bunbun skips into the void.

On entering the building, the insides look nothing like the intense outer atmosphere provided. It's more of a generic looking doctor's waiting room. Potted plants dot the room and calm sounding classical music can be heard. The usual receptionist is not there. To their right is an elevator without a button to call it. Straight ahead, a sterile looking hallway, white tiles and a couple doors. "So uh. Welcome to Solaire y'all?" Luna says meekly.

"This is one hell of an aesthetic clash." Bunbun says while looking around for anything fun or wacky.

"I am severely disappointed in the tedium of this room. The music is nice, though." Chris hums quietly to himself to the tune of whatever is playing.

Cole looks around and groans, "fuckin classical music in a sterile environment, these bitches are quote wilden."

As they’re looking around, Cole and Bunbun don't really notice anything fun, but what is rather interesting is that there are no cameras around anywhere. Odd. The receptionist desk in front of them has some various magazines and a call system. A couple documents as well. The music in the room is Gymnopedie No. 1 by Erik Satie. The flowers in the room are sunflowers, but they appear to be artificial.

"No camera's? What, are they gonna use magic to prove that I was here?" Cole scoffs and chuckles

"No cameras... Seems like they are very cocky or have them hidden pretty well. Or they don't need them, which is awesome! That means there's a cool defense system we get to beat!" Bunbun cheers excitedly

"A wise person once said, ‘if they are getting cocky, they are getting sloppy.’" Cole smirks.

"Of course it's Satie." Chris mutters under his breath. He looks around for any of those plushies.

There are two of them on the receptionist's desk. They're just vibing on the table. The bad vibes and sense of feeling watched are not present. Luna walks over to the receptionist's desk, curious what Rebecca reads all day. It's nothing really special, just generic tabloids from the checkout lanes. Women's World and the like.

Chris walks over to the desk and touches the right one, almost like petting it. "So you're the little plushie I've been hearing about. You're cute."

Cole sighs and watches the plushie like a hawk.

“So any clue about where to go?” Bunbun is now rifling through the reception desk.

Bunbun finds a map! “Got a map!” She is reading the map. It's rather simple, the hallway behind them has a few rooms linked to it, but most notably are the factory floor on the left, and Rebecca's bedroom on the right. On the desk, the receptionist's full name is visible. Rebecca Wright. The other elevator appears to head up to the CEO office, which currently belongs to Hinata Solaire. There are other rooms scattered throughout the building, but they don't seem to be currently relevant as they don't have names but just room numbers. The plushie does nothing. Doesn't feel like there's a soul in it. Luna peers over the map, "so, the factory floor? Shall we investigate that?"


Cole nods. "Probably. That's where we might find the most incriminating stuff."

"Indeed." Luna starts walking towards Hallway. The party follows.
 
Luna stands in front of the Factory Floor's entrance.

Chris stops after Luna. He looks at the entrance to the Factory. "This is it, then?"

"I guess so." The nameplate on the door says Solaire Meridian Campus Hinata4U Manufacturing Center. There are no windows anywhere leading into the room. Just a solid metal door and a handle.

Bunbun attempts to open the door. “Lets go see how the stuff is made!”

The door opens easily. Doesn't require a keycard or anything.

"It's gonna be stuffy in there, innit?” Chris tiptoes inside. Cole strolls in casually, and Bunbun rushes inside.

Dozens of heavy looking machines and conveyor belts line the massive floor, one that doesn't appear to even fit within the confines of the castle. On the lines, dozens of yellow stuffed shiba-inus, each with red collars and tags on them travel the distance and towards a room in the back. Said room has a numeric lock on it and appears to be rather sturdy and metal, The room is the size of a military hangar. They enter into a massive manufacturing floor with tons of plushies being made automatically. There are four robots traveling around the area, but there are tons of places to hide and navigate. "Shit. Jan's robots."

Bunbun is here and running around stealthily, silent as a mouse. She is looking for secrets and maybe a weapon to use.


"Hmm..." Chris looks at the robots, trying to see if there's a pattern to their movements. Cole is ducking between cover as he stares at the robots trying to find a weak point or battery.

On one of the conveyor belts, Bunbun finds herself a knife. Why a knife is found in the manufacturing plant is yet unknown. The robots are going around the factory in a clockwise pattern. If the three of them can stay out of the robots' fields of vision as they slowly make their ways around, they will be fine. Cole doesn't find any kind of weak point or external battery on the robots, but on closer inspection, he sees that they have numbers on their backsides. One is a red 5, another is a green 4. The other two are too far away to see. Bunbun takes the knife.

Chris laughs silently. "We're doing the conga, mates."

"Conga?" Luna asks silently

"You’re gonna make me laugh" Cole whispers as he looks over at Chris

"The line dance thingy. Bot's going clockwise, which I'm assuming is the normal mode. So unless they have eyes in the back, we can go right behind it, and they wouldn't be the wiser."

It doesn't appear they have eyes on the back of their head. Just numbers.

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Four people between us, so each choose one and merry-go-round with it."

Cole nods and whispers, "so are we taking them out? or just moving past them?"


"Just moving. No unnecessary ruckus." Chris responds. Luna agrees, adding that they’re not being aggressive.  Luna goes behind the Red 5 robot and follows its path towards the door all the way in the back. Cole does the same thing behind robot with a Green 4, Chris follows behind Yellow 6, and Bunbun behind Blue 8. As Luna reaches the back door, she immediately goes to find a hiding spot away from the fields of vision. The door appears to have a screen on it with 4 spots and a numeric keypad.

Chris goes for a different hiding spot where he is out of sight and the keypad is visible. He looks at the spots more closely.

The spots are all the same size and shape.

_ _ _ _

789
456
123
0


Chris gets his phone out, and shines it at the spots, seeing if anything's different. It's slight, but the numbers 4 5 6 and 8 have a bit more of a smudging to them. As if they are commonly pressed. "Anyone have any idea for an arrangement of 4, 5, 6 and 8?"

“Would those be here somewhere?” Bunbun asks. The four note what number and color each robot has. Bunbun suggests color order might be the answer, but Chris is unsure, seeing that color order could mean so many things. Perhaps it’s rainbow, maybe additive paint mixing.

Cole suggests the gay pride flag, but Luna disagrees. "I don't know. My creators were never big on LGBTQ+ things, so I have doubts it's a gay pride flag."

“Maybe rainbow? Because light” Bunbun says, and Chris enters 5648. On the screen, it says: 

Incorrect. Two attempts remain

The robots begin to move a bit faster in their routes. The slow conga carousel has turned into a slightly uptempo walk.

"Shit." Luna whispers.

“Maybe it’s the order they walk in?” Bunbun reasons.

"That was 5648 Bunbun. Can't be. There has to be something else in the room. I know my creators too well, they're kind of fucking stupid." she giggles a bit before continuing to look around a room for any kind of hint.

“That’s obvious.” Bunbun starts to look for any hints or clues.

Above the door! There's a flag with four colors on it. From left to right, red, green, blue, yellow.


“Of course it is.” Bunbun moves back. “Try… 5486.” Chris inputs the suggestion and the door opens. The robots stop dead in their tracks and all manufacturing processes pause. Everyone enters the newly unlocked room.

The room is rather sparse. There is a control panel for the manufacturing plant as well as a table with a couple Hinata4U plushies and a note that appears to be ripped a bit. Luna walks over to the control panel and inspects it. There seems to be controls for the soul insertions, as well as the ability to stop and start the employee bots as well. Bunbun presses the button to stop the bots before trying to fix the note, trying to see if it will have some nice secrets.

The bots have stopped. All movement from the room before it is gone, as well as all sounds. The note cannot be fixed. The second half of the note is missing. What can be read, follows:

𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓗𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓽𝓪 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓛𝓾𝓷𝓪,

𝓘'𝓶 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓽𝓱. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓱𝓪𝓵𝓯 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓮𝔀𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹. 𝓘 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻, 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝔂 𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓲𝓮. 𝓘𝓯 𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷, 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓸𝓽𝓱.

𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓹𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓼𝓾𝓬𝓱 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼. 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓘’𝓿𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓭.

𝓘𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓱 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓮. 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪'𝓼 𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵.

𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂, 𝓣𝓸𝓫𝔂 𝓒𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽
𝓒𝓸-𝓛𝓮𝓪----

The note ends there. Seems it was rather sloppily torn off, as if whoever did so was in a hurry.

The feeling of being watched returns. The feeling in the room is awful. Luna reads over the note and is silent. Completely, and utterly, silent. Cole, who was peering over Bunbun's shoulder, stays quiet out of respect.

“Huh, who’s this Chandra bitch and can I kick her shins in?” Bunbun says.

"I'd do more than just kicking her shins in." Cole adds.

Luna is unresponsive. But unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be anything else in the room. She walks out. As soon as she is away from everyone else, all of her tears flow silently. The room is still dead silent. All machines have frozen. Luna is silently grieving, wondering what the fuck is her life.

Bunbun is here, trying to figure out what to do. She has no experience in grief and is currently distracting herself from her own feelings of it. Cole walks out, his eyes are slightly glowing purple

"So...who thinks we should leave things here for today? Take a break ya know?" Bunbun suggests.

"...that is certainly an idea. I have plans to make for a certain person." Cole cracks his knuckles.

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As soon as the four of them step out, the door shuts. From the speakers in the room, an electronic voice calls out.

【WARNING. WARNING. INTRUDER ALERT. 
PREPARE THE DEFENSE SQUAD.】

At this moment, the four employee bots spring to life and guard the exit door. All of them appear to be angry, each with a red light on their face. They enter an aggressive stance and prepare to fight the intruders.

https://youtu.be/sc5tbkh7ehc

Krystal note: Battles are party based, meaning all fighters in the kiss make a move, and then the enemies take their turn. Every battle has a win condition.

𝙒𝙞𝙣 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 - 𝘿𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙣. 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙡𝙪𝙘𝙠.

 == 𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝙊𝙉𝙀 - 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎. 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉. ==

 Luna grins and pulls out her sword setting it on fire while still in her Sloth form. That's odd. Her entire body is covered in a purple flame aura. She goes in for a strike on one of the robot's arms, but aside from a slight scratch it does nothing.

"OOOOOOOOOOH! FIGHTING TIME!! LETS GOOOO!!!" Bunbun immediately takes out the knife she found and begins her advance. She immediately aims for one of the robots neck, trying to stab right through it.

It appears the robot is covered in a super strong metal. The stab does nothing more than scuff the body.

Cole groans and draws his silenced Colt 1911. "Try not to bleed on my 12 dollar Walmart shirt." He fires at one of the robot's shoulder

The bullet goes through the shoulder, which reveals a bit more of a red glow from inside of it.

==𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝙏𝙒𝙊 - 𝙍𝙊𝘽𝙊𝙏 𝘿𝙀𝙁𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙀. 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉.==

Three of the robots take one of the HINATA plushies from inside their compartment. It appears these are fitted with various weapons, such as knives and spikes. One of the spiked plushies is launched directly at Cole. The robot launched the plushie rather weakly, so it's super easy to dodge.

Another one of the robots launches a spiked toy at Luna. This one lands a hit, sticking in her left arm. It hurts a lot. She gasps in pain, but focuses on the fight instead of her own agony.

The other robot attempts to lunge at Bunbun with the knife plushie. Bunbun goes to dodge, but it manages to stab her a bit in the arm.

The fourth robot appears to be unable to move. Thus...
 

==𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 3. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎. 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉. ==

"Wait, red lights. Did ghhh- did Jan never learn his lesson???" Luna tilts her head.

Bunbun is now pissed. "Of FUCKING course! It was the fun arm too god damn it!" She takes out a flintlock pistol and aims at the closet robot before firing. The flintlock pistol manages to headshot the robot defense, which therefore turns the red light off and forces it to collapse.

One down, three to go.

Cole chuckles, "good shot, Bunbun." Cole fires at the robot with the wounded shoulder's neck/head area.

"I work better with flintlock than glock!" Bunbun cheers.


It works, causing the wounded robot to collapse and its red light to turn off. Appears [the kiss] found a weakpoint!

Luna attempts to aim a sword stab at another one of the robot's heads. It works. The sword goes clean through the head as the light turns off and the robot collapses.

== 𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝙁𝙊𝙐𝙍. 𝙍𝙊𝘽𝙊𝙏 𝘿𝙀𝙁𝙀𝙉𝙎𝙀 𝙎- 𝙐𝙃
𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙀 𝙎𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙍𝙊𝘽𝙊𝙏 𝙃𝙊𝙇𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘼 𝙋𝙇𝙐𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙀. 𝘽𝙀𝙂𝙄𝙉 ==

The robot takes the plushie has in its hands and launches it at Cole. Cole is easily able to dodge the plushie. When it lands on the floor, it squeaks. Seems it was nothing more than just a regular toy.

 

== 𝙏𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙋𝘼𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙏𝙄𝘾. 𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙉 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀. 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙆𝙄𝙎𝙎. 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙈 𝙒𝙃𝘼𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐'𝙍𝙀 𝙈𝘼𝘿𝙀 𝙊𝙁! ==

The remaining robot has its hands in the air. Bunbun reloads her pistol in the blink of an eye before aiming it at the robot. "Give us a reason not to kill you." The robot does not respond for it is a robot and not an android or a cyborg. It does not have speech synthesis.
The robot has its hands up, as if charading I SURRENDER.

Cole aims his pistol at the robot's head, "magic police, put your hands on the top of your head and turn around."

The robot does as its told. It places its hands on the top of its head and turns around. The blue 8 on its back appears to be glowing blue.

"Blue? What the hell is that?" Luna remarks and focuses.

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From her office, Hinata hacked one of the plushie’s cameras to watch the fight. Seeing how it’s flashing blue, Hinata screams at the top of her voice trying to alert Luna of what it’s about to do. Unfortunately, it’s impossible.
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"Hmmm... What now? We could add to the list of war crimes committed..." Bunbun thinks out loud.

Cole shakes his head at Bunbun. "Some of us think war crimes aren't funny." He holsters his pistol as he tries to snap a pair of handcuffs into his hands.

A ticking sound can be heard from the robot.

"Well that's because you're the president...excuse me what."

It's a ticking sound. Might be bad. Luna backs up away from the robot.

Cole stares at the robot "....eh fuck it if it explodes I'll take most of the blast" He shrugs and starts to handcuff it.

"HIT THE DECK!!!" Bunbun dives out of the way and into cover.

A sound is emitted from the robot. "5 seconds until detonation." It appears to have lied about not having speech synthesis.

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"Okay, well maybe I don't wanna be turned into meat slurry." Cole backs up as his jacket rips and a shield forms big enough to block Luna and Bunbun from the explosion.

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The robot explodes. Into confetti. Hinata facepalms from her office. Fucking Jan.

Cole's eyebrows raise as the shield lowers and he stares at the robot, "who...who's idea was it to do that..."

"...my kinda person!" Bunbun laughs.

Luna facepalms. "That's my fucking creator. He was always kind of a fucking pansy. He makes cat and dog themed war machines but always nerfed them somehow." The door leading outside is open!

"I am going to kick them in the balls for thinking I was going to explode," Cole groans. The shield fully retracts into his jacket as he starts walking over to the door.

Bunbun gets out of cover. "Really? That's lame as hell." She follows Cole's lead. Luna follows. Her arm is wrapped up in a bandage from a sharp spike dog plush. As soon as they're gone, the manufacturing plant starts up again. They teleport home

 

 








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