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TRANTON
GHOST
CLOSEBY
HILLSIDE
FARAWAY
DISTANTIA
SANTA FE
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Link: FARAWAY//TOWN GOLDWATER COMPANY

Faraway Town: A town known for its remoteness and quietness despite being close to Faraway City, it is a town most enjoyed by others who want a quiet yet easy accessible life. Low Crime Rate.

List of Personnel:
A TEAM "City Slickers"
B TEAM "Friends Forever"
C TEAM "Pony Express"
D TEAM "Overwatch"
E TEAM "Plan B"
F TEAM "Clean-Up"
G TEAM "Watchmen"
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G TEAM "Watchmen" is Goldwater's support, reconnaissance, and marksman force that is usually deployed in outposts, riots, raids, or total assaults. They are considered TOP PRIORITY for they assist in safety, providing support for suppressing targets, subduing, or providing medical care for fatal injuries.

Below is a list of currently active Watchmen members

---> SUNNY_SUZUKI "DREAMER"
>WESEN_GRANT "PHANTOM"
>JACK_HOST "DOCTOR"
>AMELIA_WU "WATCHDOG"
>YURI_POPOV "BOTANIST"
>SUZZANE_JONES "NOISE"
>THOMSON_RODRIGUEZ "DEUS"
>PARR_BOLT "GUMSHOE"

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SUNNY SUZUKI

Occupation in team: Marksman / Initiator
Status: Healthy
Footnotes: "Captain didn't want the kid he found to be in an open firefight, so he trained him to be a freakin' sniper out of all things, instead of being an Intel specialist or a medic. Anyhow, tell the kid to stop being so violent in close-quarters combat, he fought off some goons and some even had glass shards on their freakin' face.
Scares me that kid."
-Deus

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AGE:22-YEARS
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 69 Kg / 152.11 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: Suffers from Amnesia, and cannot recall past events before abduction.

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Biography:

Sunny Suzuki was rescued by retired tactician Gonzales and captain Wesen Grant during the events of case raid #345ab. Cpt. Wesen Grant had insisted that he would care for the boy who was rescued, seeing that all attempts to contact any relative or guardian of the boy were futile. Following a year, Cpt. Wesen Grant would later legally adopt Sunny Suzuki and raise him.

Despite working as a Marksman, Sunny Suzuki willingly works for the Goldwater Company, despite being at a young age, he chooses to be a combatant rather than an informant.

His academic level is high, seeing that he can recall past lessons he'd forgotten via imagery, recalling all laws of mathematics, proper grammar, fluent Spanish, and especially a strong understanding of music; most notably the violin, in under a month.

Knowing that Sunny Suzuki's memory is described as "There, but locked up deep below" by Gumshoe, attempts have been made to make Sunny Suzuki remember his past, via images of towns or people of Japanese descent living in California near his abductor's den.

All attempts have failed, and Sunny Suzuki has decided to make a new life of his own and his foster father.

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Incident Reports

Operation: Dust Storm
Operation: Mirror
Operation: Door

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Operation: Dust Storm

Mission Briefing:

LOCATE TARGET
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RETRIEVE AND RETIRE ILLEGAL FIREARMS, POSSIBLE WMDs, AND OTHER PRISONERS FOUND ALONGSIDE TARGET
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FAILURE IN MISSION WILL RESULT IN MERCENARY CONTRACT TERMINATION

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List of teams present:
A TEAM
D TEAM
G TEAM

Mercenaries KIA - 0
Mercenaries MIA - 0
Mercenaries Wounded - 14

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A TEAM WOUNDED - 13
G TEAM WOUNDED - 1

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Sunny Suzuki.                        v Close
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(TOP SECRET - ENTER LEVEL 3 CREDENTIALS)

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Persevering through the enemy base even after being shot and set on fire, "Dreamer" had shockingly lived even after building destruction moments after being deemed KIA, his death prevention was thanks to him wearing the PAK1-EXPERIMENTAL MODEL "Ghost" ARMOUR, an experimental power armor built for recon and for marksman for its built-in "Aim Assist" AI that resides in the armor.

Upon questioning why "Dreamer" was knee-deep inside enemy territory instead of assisting in spotting persons of interest, "Dreamer" had said that he was spotted by hostiles and that the only way out of his vantage point was to go in the base and make it out via the entrance.

Despite several fractures to the ribcage and blood loss, "Dreamer" would later recover in less than a month and work alongside D Team for 4 months as punishment for not following the superior's orders.

Below this message is the log of Dreamer interacting with D Team in enemy territory.

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BEGIN CHAT LOG

D- Dreamer
O- Command
H1- Hostile 1
H2- Hostile 2
A- A-Team
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D: Command, package is located, requesting immediate reform and return.

O: Granted.

-SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS CAN BE HEARD FROM RECORDING-

D: We have hostiles near the package, preparing clickers.

/3 seconds pass

D: Hostile found, eliminating *sounds of gunfire can be heard shortly after*

H1: Shit!

H2: Hey!

*Hostiles return fire on Dreamer, and Dreamer gets shot in the chest*

D: Bodypack holding, requesting stims.

O: Stimdose not available, administering morphine.

*Gunfire repeats for 11 seconds*

D: Releasing clicker.

*A grenade can be heard activating, creating a loud noise to indicate an explosion, hostiles take the bait and flush away from the safe area*

*Body can be heard falling to the floor from presumably gunfire, an explosion following shortly after 5 seconds*

D: Hostile 1 Down.

*Silence fills the room for 1 minute*

/2 seconds later

D: Attention Hostile Target, you can come out now, it is safe.

/3 seconds of silence

D: You can come out now.

*Hostile shows themself surrendering, hands raised up*

D: On your knees.

*Hostile gets on his knees, arms still raised up*

D: Command, Hostile subdued, Secondary hostile eliminated, requesting im-

*A bottle is heard cracking open, Dreamer yelling in pain shortly before the click of a lighter being heard after*

D: Stop!

*Dreamer is then set on fire, and although his skin is protected from the flames, still feels the pain due to the armor's inability to block pain, with Dreamer yelling in pain*

*Hostile takes the package and runs to safety, footsteps can be heard gradually decreasing*

D: ComMand, reqUESTING suiT inTegrity, VOICEBOX IS MALFUNCTIONING!

O: Suit integrity is 31%

*BEEP*

O: Life support systems failing, voice modulator failing, anti-fatigue administering at 3 milligrams.

*BEEP*

O: Vital Signs, Critical.

*Dreamer would later chase after the hostile, despite being set on fire and injured*

/20 Seconds pass

D: Hostile targeT FOUnd!

*Loud gunfire muffles all voice activity*

/40 Seconds pass, silence being the only thing heard

D: Death Ineffective.

O: Dreamer, is the package truly safe now?

D: AfFirmaTIVE..

O: Life Signs dropping, user death imminent!

D: Fire. GOne.

*A fire extinguisher can be heard shortly after, hisses of fire being extinguished*

D: Package. Now in Our. HANds...Now. Escaping...

D: Com-

*STATIC*

O: Connection lost. Sending in A team for recovery. The user is to be presumed KIA, Hostiles still alive

Dreamer would then be radio silent for the remainder of the log.

/3 Minutes Pass

A: This is Tactician Greaves, we found the package.

O: Is G1's corpse found?

A: Negative.

O: Immediately Evacuate, all objectives accounted for. Phase IV of the protocol is now beginning.
You have 5 Minutes before the placed satchel charges detonate.

A: LETS MOVE!

*Running is heard in the recording*

/4 minutes and 30 seconds pass

O: Begin Detonation, A-Team.

A: Roger.

*sounds of shouting are heard to take cover*

A: Priming the button.

O: Explosion in.

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O: Release.

*CLICK*

*A loud, deafening explosion is heard, with fire and rubble falling being heard clearly*

/34 Minutes pass and the building has crumbled and is on fire

O: Targets subdued, Friendlies and hostages. Alive and rescued. Package Received.

Good work team, you're all going home.

Casualties - 1
G-1 "Dreamer" was lost in the explosion, recovery of-

A: Turn that to 0, he's alive.

O: Improbable.

A: We just received news that he's unconscious and was recovered on the outskirts of the facility, we're bringing him back home.

O: Understood, Mission is a complete success.

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PAK1-EXPERIMENTAL-ARMOUR

Information:

Built by "Langley Industries and Robotics" the PAK1 Armour (Meaning POWER ARMOUR KIT 1), is a custom-made, costly armour set privately used by the Goldwater Private Military Company that is used in combat or in technical work.

It provides the following:

Fire Resistant Fiber
- For uses against fire-based weaponry such as incendiary grenades.

Bulletproof Armour
-Basic armor for combat, will stop bullets but cause immense pain.
R&D is still working on a solution for this.

Anti Corrosion Plating
-Against chemicals that dissolve kevlar or steel

Adrenaline and Painkiller systems
-For uses when patrolling, scouting, in combat, or during retreats. It gives the wearer a temporary adrenaline boost when necessary to increase activity in either of the 4 uses.

Voice Modulator
-Built-in voice garbler when in groups. When heard outside, anyone near persons with an active Voice Modulator will hear distorted, incomprehensive noises when persons with a Voice Modulator are talking. As to deny information to outside groups if they do not have a special earpiece which would allow you to hear the Voice Modulator without it's distorting effects.
This is the only Modification that is not built-in in the suit, but rather is its own model, a metallic facemask.

Full body protection (Helmet not included)
-Provides full cover in the human body. except for the head.

Built-in Radio
-Used to talk to commanding officers (ie. Command) or for communications with Squadmates.

Most of these features are only enabled by Command (ie. D-TEAM)
as to not abuse the suit's limitations and its power.

The PAK1 Armour has several paint jobs, indicating its uses in work.
Below is the following:

Vanta-Black - For uses in recon and sabotage, also used for patrolling urban areas.

Jungle Green or Savannah Yellow -
For use in open combat, raids, or assaults.

Blue and Black - For investigations in urban areas, and in crime scene investigations relating to Goldwater.

Yellow and Gray - For use by engineers when operating near complex machinery.

Steel Gray - For residential use; purely cosmetic. This armor has no special features embedded.

The PAK1 Armour also has models that are specialized for specific uses, each trading some special features for entirely new ones, there are only 3 models that currently are finished.
Below is the following:

GHOST MODEL -
Has an artificial intelligence that tracks movement, and a special built-in feature that helps the gun position towards enemy weak points.

This model is the weakest model, having a slim look and little special protection, trading its defensive traits for offense.

MODIFICATIONS:
Bulletproof Armour
Fire Resistant Fiber
Adrenaline and Painkiller Systems
Voice Modulator
Full Body Protection
Built-In radio

BANSHEE MODEL -

An armor set is used for situations that involve repelling large groups.

It trades all offensive traits for defense, having a large, bulky look and anti-riot capabilities.

MODIFICATIONS:
Full Protection
Heavy Defense
Adrenaline and Painkiller Systems
Build-in Radio

SPIRIT MODEL -
Used by technicians, electricians, and engineers who work for Goldwater, they are not used for times of combat and riots, but rather for technical work in communities

They are assisted with 8 - Exoskeletal Robotic Arms that reside folded behind the user's back, for climbing buildings and for doing multiple things at a time.
They are considered the hardest to adapt armor. Due to its complex arms needing to be controlled manually by the user.

MODIFICATIONS:
8 Mechanical Arms
Full Body Protection
Electric-Proof Fibers
Fire Resistant Fibers

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G TEAM

G TEAM "Watchmen" is Goldwater's support, reconnaissance, and marksman force that is usually deployed in outposts, riots, raids, or total assaults. They are considered TOP PRIORITY for they assist in safety, providing support for suppressing targets, subduing, or providing medical care for fatal injuries.

Below is a list of currently active Watchmen members

x SUNNY_SUZUKI "DREAMER"
•WESEN_GRANT "PHANTOM"
•JACK_HOST "DOCTOR"
•AMELIA_WU "WATCHDOG"
•YURI_POPOV "BOTANIST"
•SUZZANE_JONES "NOISE"
•THOMSON_RODRIGUEZ "DEUS"
•PARR_BOLT "GUMSHOE"

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WESEN GRANT

Occupation: Captain
Status: Healthy
Footnotes: n/a

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AGE: 51
HEIGHT: 6'2
WEIGHT: 72 kg / 158 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: None as of the report.

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Biography: Wesen Grant was employed on August 1, 2004. He served on Blackwater, Iraq (Blackwater was Goldwater's international mercenary branch, before dissolving in 2004) due to the Iraq war. He would later be transferred to New Mexico in 2007, then California in 2009, when 44th United States President. Howard Dean took office and employed various mercenary groups in law enforcement, crippling the crime rate by 44% in less than 2 years.

Wesen Grant is the adoptive father of G1-Marksman unit Sunny Suzuki. Who was discovered during a drug bust operation locked in a small room with poisonous chemicals coming from various flasks and vats used to produce illegal substances? Grant would later be promoted to Captain in the following years, serving as G-Team's instructor, advisor, and coordinator in, or during Assaults or Raids conducted by Goldwater.

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JACK HOST

Occupation: Field Doctor
Status: Healthy
Footnotes: "Can doc. like, calling stop toh-mae-toes to two-mah-twos? It's pissing me off!"

- Botanist

"Deal with it."

- Dreamer

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AGE: 32
HEIGHT: 5'4
WEIGHT: 90 kg / 200.1 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: Suffers from a broken right knee attained from a football game during adolescence.

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Biography: Hailing from Texas, Jack Host (Pronounced Hoh-st) was employed alongside Wesen Grant, serving as a medic. Serving sick, or wounded personnel.

Due to Geneva Convention 1906, Article 9,

All Goldwater Medics, whether civilian or combatant, must stay in the nearest outpost or facility where they are deployed.

Jack Host is the shortest member of G-Team, with Yuri Popov ahead of him (5'6)

Despite multiple attempts to convince him otherwise, Jack Host will always charge all civilian patients free. Their medical fees are being paid off from Jack Host's bank account.

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AMELIA WU

Occupation: Covert Special Operations Unit
Status: Healthy
Footnotes: "Lost a game of poker, lost 44 grand in the process!"

- Deus

"You also lost! Sunny had a Royal Flush!"

- Watchdog

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AGE: 29
HEIGHT: 5'8
WEIGHT: 55 kg / 124.1 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: None as of the report.
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Biography: Amelia Wu was C-Team's former captain, before resigning to G-Team for a quieter life as a mercenary. She is considered the 3rd highest superior in G-Team, bested by Parr Bolt and Wesen Grant.

She used to be an American chemist working under Langley Industries and Robotics, the company that supplies Goldwater with private Power Suits used by mercenaries to conduct various tasks given by the company.
She quit in 2009, when an accident involving her late niece died under terrorist forces in San Francisco, prompting her to join Blackwater when the US instated PMCs as a tertiary security force.

Goldwater fully recognizes her work as a chemist and is deciding to whether instruct her in Goldwater's future H-TEAM or in Resources and Development.
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YURI POPOV

Occupation: Medical Assistant / Sabateur
Status: Healthy
Footnotes: "Quit smokin' while you still can! Bad for your lungs!"

- Phantom

"Smoking doesn't kill my lungs, I don't have a raspy voice, unlike Parr!"

- Botanist

"Says the nurse."

-Deus, -Dreamer, -Gumshoe,
-Watchdog
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AGE: 23
HEIGHT: 5,7
WEIGHT: 50 kg / 110 lb
Medical Issues: None. (Wait a few months, then maybe she'll get lung cancer)
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Biography: Born in the harsh tundra of Russia, Yuri Popov served under Russian Terrorists, acting as a child soldier during the years 2005 - 2009, being saved from Goldwater International Forces after receiving a threat from Russian terrorists of a Nuclear Bomb being launched to Washington.

Yuri would later be liberated from the Russian Threat. Alongside the Nuclear Bomb.

She would later be raised in the US due to her parents being deceased, and quickly working for Goldwater at the age of 15.

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SUZZANE JONES

Occupation: Tactician
Status: Sick
Footnotes: "Yuri's state worsens every month, signs of life just dropping slowly day by day. I fear for her life."

-Gumshoe
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AGE: 27
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: UNKNOWN
MEDICAL ISSSUES: Suffers from a comatose, after suffering head Injuries from an explosion during Operation: Dollhouse. As of report, user is comatose for || 2 YEARS, 1 MONTH ||

Could also suffer from hearing injuries, but not determined.
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Biography: Suzzane Jones was G-Team's Tactician and Squad Leader during Raids. Her performance would be congratulated as the most efficient according to company statistics.

However, she was placed in a comatose state after the events of Operation: Dollhouse.

Operation Dollhouse was a raid on a hotel building. The threat was an ex-Goldwater agent that had gone rogue, housing many civilians as hostages alongside a bomb threat planted in multiple public areas.

Suzzane Jones would later sneak her way into the hotel freeing all the civilians during a standoff against the ex-Goldwater agent.

After escaping the hotel, the ex-agent would then cross paths with Suzzane Jones, who was also escaping the building after escorting all hostages to safety.

The ex-agent would then attempt a murder-suicide, priming an improvised homemade device and then running towards Suzzane Jones.

Thankfully, the ex-agent was far away from Suzzane Jones, not catching her in the deadly explosion although she got injured. But was near enough to catch her in the shockwave, knocking her back and hitting her head, causing her comatose state and third-degree burns.

Her efforts and her sacrifice were made clear and she now represents one of the best in Goldwater's services.
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THOMSON RODRIGUEZ

Occupation: Tactician
Status: Alive
Footnotes: "WHERE'S MY MONEY?!"

- Dreamer
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AGE: 27
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 88 kg / 110 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: None as of the report.
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Biography: Thomson Rodriguez was ex-Brazilian military, before being discharged and then working for the Goldwater branch of Brazil. Before transferring to the Goldwater branch of the United States in California.

Thomson Rodriguez was one of the first few to utilize the PAK1-EXPERIMENTAL MODEL "Banshee" ARMOR, used in riots or heavy counter-terrorist ordinances.

He has since then mastered the use of the armor, with many branches of Goldwater requesting his transfer to their sites.

His promotion is still determined.

As of now, he currently serves as the temporary replacement of Tactician Suzzane Jones.
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Parr Bolt

Occupation: Informant, Gear Supervisor, and Specialist in firearms and utility
Status: Alive
Footnotes: See Medical Issues down below.
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AGE: DATA EXPUNGED BY GUMSHOE
HEIGHT: 5'9
WEIGHT: ESTIMATED 80 kg / 176.37 lb
MEDICAL ISSUES: "Obsessed with gathering information, possibly a mental disorder of his, he's also really good at covering his tracks. He's also extremely cautious of his Identity and background, always wearing a mask and covering all parts of his skin with clothing and dye. Despite our best efforts to fix his disorder, management had told us to 'leave it be' and let him do what he does best; gather information. It may be beneficial for us, but he's destroying himself in the process, starving himself from sleepless nights. I dread the day he breaks down. And the day if, god-forbid, he goes rogue for some reason and leaks all classified info to the public, whether ours, the Government's, or Goldwater's. We're just lucky he loves working for us."

- Jack Host, G-Team Field Doctor.

"I never knew you thought of me like that! Don't worry, Goldwater's coffee machines are the best! I'll always stay! Just don't steal my tea when it's broken, it's very expensive."

- Gumshoe
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Biography:

Little is known about Parr Bolt's past and present history.

As of now, this biography keeps being edited by Parr Bolt, ensuring his anonymity by deleting all info relating to him, leaving information he deems unnecessary.

He works as Goldwater's information agent, reading and revealing Goldwater's targets, or his own enemies based on his personal life.
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/// 6:34 PM - ONGOING TRANSPORT

Sunny Suzuki was sitting in the back of a van. His thoughts were empty as he was bored.

He and his team were relocated to Faraway, the main reason being the town's lack of law enforcement and to claim Faraway as Goldwater's territory.

// 7:30 PM - ONGOING TRANSPORT

Boredom. How far was this town?

He was stationed in Tranton town, a town notorious for its connections to the two cities; one built from lust and one built from crime.

Life was bleak, sad, and stressful there. The amount of wildfires being so common, the sky would be glowing red almost every day. 

So here was Sunny; in a car with nobody but himself. awaiting the next town he'll be stationed in.

Was it Closeby? Hillside? No. He knows it.

Faraway town.

He'd heard of the town before, it was described as a quiet town with a quiet, decently sized population.

Given that Sunny's branch would be the last branch from Tranton to transfer here. He felt bad for his other colleagues left behind. He'll never miss that town ever again.

The town he would be transferred to was said to be ten times better according to his father. They were going to be stationed here forever.

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Patience. Wilting ever so slowly.

The car ride was taking so long. The back of the van was dimly lit; the only light being from Sunny and the turned-on computer in the back of the van.

The only things he was held in that van were a shotgun on his lap, the handle next to his seat, and hope that the next town wasn't like Tranton; or anything worse. He hoped his father's words were true.

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It's a long night. Why are you even working as a mercenary?

Why did you even work as one for a year? People view you as a child soldier, a lost young soul trading his innocence for murdering people for a price. He's no better than the people he's killed; no matter how wicked they were.

You had every chance to take up a normal education. A normal life. Yet you traded it for your vengeance, your selfishness taking hold of you.

So what if you lost your inner child? You can make new memories, you have decades worth of making your life memorable.

So stop chasing the phantoms, and listen to the sound of my voice.

Raise the tip of the shotgun to the bottom of your chin.

Turn off the safety.

Prime the trigger.

Fire.

If you want your past, then join it in the graveyard.

// 8:44 PM - ONGOING TRANSPORT

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*Sunny hums to himself, his eyes now looking endlessly at the empty monitor screen*

OMORI: DISABLED. YOU CAN ENABLE THIS PERSONALITY IN SETTINGS, OR THROUGH PERSONALITY HEART ACTIVATION.

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// 9:13 PM - INCOMING ARRIVAL

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*THUNK THUNK THUNK*

"We're here! Rise and shine sleepyhead!"  A man said, his voice muffled from the outside of the van.

Sunny woke up, fearful for his sanity.

He slowly walked towards the van door, anticipating the worst.

...He then saw something, something he's seen never before in front of his eyes.

Stars, so many of them.

... It's so beautiful.

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The night's wind was cold, the air fresh for the first time.

This place was a godsend, his father truly was right.

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This feels alien yet natural. He can somehow feel this wasn't the first time he's seen this in person.

"Sunny, you coming?" An older figure said behind him.

"Sure, Amelia."

He just wanted to go to bed.

JANUARY 17, 2006

// 10:30 PM - WHITE HOUSE

"All rise for President Dean."

*The crowd of reporters arises from their chairs, staring at the president and bombarding him with questions*

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"It has come to my attention that.. has been acknowledged by state yes.. but ever since the attacks of the terrorist group Al-Qaeda, domestic terror groups have recently surfaced in the United States. I wish to inform you that despite our best efforts, they would always re-emerge."

*Multiple camera flashes appear on the President's face, questioned relentlessly by the reporters shortly after talking."

"And while-" *The reporters go silent*

"And while we do increase the funding for our counter-terrorist budget, I'd like to establish a new line of defense."

"And what is it, Mr. President?"

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"Mercenaries. Private Military Corporations."

*the crowd of reporters get frenzied by the news, the reporters asking for the President's attention.*

"You, on the back."

"Mr President, are you insinuating that the United States Military is too incompetent for the recent terrorist attacks?" The reporter said, a rush of other questions soon following her shortly after.

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"Let this be known, our forces are dying in the Middle East, for our freedom. The PMCs are merely but a band-aid for our current crisis. Those who want to ask about the true safety of this country can stay. But I get the feeling all of you don't have such questions, so I'll quit wasting my time and leave."

"This interview is over."

// 10:40 PM - DREAMER'S NEW ROOM

Boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes.

And the occasional bed.

Sunny lay down on his bed, in his shorts and long-sleeved pajamas.

How long has he felt at peace? The restless nights of muffled sirens were all gone.

Goodnight he says to himself, tomorrow is another day.

// 9:00 AM - DAY ONE OF TRANSFER

"Do you know why you're here?"

"No."

"Then why are you out basking in the sun?"

"No reason."

Sunny has an assignment; to stand guard outside the door he was guarding.

He was doing what he was told; to stand guard outside the door he was guarding.

Specifically instructed this task; to stand guard outside the door he was guarding.

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Sunny has given up changing the orders into different words to pass the time.

He hated being a post guard, it never did good for his legs.

Whoever told him this order, Sunny will murder them.

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Oh, that was his father.

"Oops, sorry Dad," Sunny said to himself, quietly.

// 11:03 AM - GOLDWATER PMC

Finally.

After a long day of standing in one place. He gets to satiate his boredom.

Not without a quick fashion change first.

He has been wearing the same clothing brand and style for the past 8 years of working as a mercenary. To see him wear a shirt with a color other than white or black was considered the end days of the world.

So he decided to get his signature black leather boots, black pants, and white polo on to check on the town his father loved working in.

And so Sunny set off to his room to get a quick dress change, only to be met with a voice calling behind him as soon as he was gonna leave.

"Oi, Sunny!" Said the voice behind Sunny

Sunny turned around to see his coworker Jack, the doctor of the building.

"Leaving so soon?" Said Jack.
"We're gonna have a party for Grant's retirement, don'tcha wanna stick around?"

.....

"No," Sunny said, his voice quiet, soft, and shaky. He wasn't a fan of talking, only talking during missions, private manners, or times he couldn't express himself with.

"Shame, oh well!" Jack said.
"Where ya' heading to son?"

"The town, I'm interested," Sunny said

"Well, I've heard the bread there is great! You should try it out, pretty good I say!"

"I'll check it out, thanks," Sunny said with a small smile

Sunny then hand waves goodbye to Jack, while Jack does the same
except by using his arm to signal a big goodbye.

Jack was always Sunny's most comfortable friend to be around.

He's a friend of his foster father, who helped him recover when he was but a lonely boy with no family before heading to the nearby town for training.

Sure, he was older than Sunny, but Jack was a man who was well-liked by others. Sometimes loved even.

Sunny, to his coworkers was a sort of wild card.

He had a stone-faced expression, only changing if he was annoyed from a fly buzzing near his ear or manic if you took him to a steakhouse.

He was considered a good-looking kid, he was fawned over by girls his age working alongside him when he had to do intelligence work, or seeing one of them winking at him when he was eating a sandwich in the breakroom.

He quite found it disturbing, he didn't get romance.

He was considered a person who looked drowsy yet awake and extremely perspective, it was true yes, but he was also called a "DREAMER"

It's common for a soldier to have a nickname, so why can't mercenaries?

So Jack was called Doc'ta for being a doctor of the team (and his sometimes heavy accent).

Sunny was called Dreamer for his ways of pacifying enemies (And for looking sleepy on the job).

// 11: 10 AM - FARAWAY TOWN

Well, the technology was a bit outdated here, but it's better than anything but Tranton.

Sunny said, looking at the showcased items outside the store he was in front in.

It was Sunny's turn to get groceries; they had just moved in here after all. A-Team is the main culprit of why most processed foods end up being devoured in one night. He will one day beat the light out of them if they were to do that again. Sunny Thought.

Jack told him to get some bread since he wanted to eat a turkey sandwich today.

He also heard the bread was good too, so might as well try it.

...

It's familiar.

Sunny was starting to get uncomfortable at the familiar yet distant supermarket that lay in front of him called OTHERMART.

Sure, it had the same paint job as the other supermarket had last town, but the structure felt familiar.

So, he then looks for the bread store to try out some bread.

Wait, the bread store? Doesn't he mean bakery?
How silly of Sunny to forget this.

He then enters the bakery and goes to the counter to order some bread and other pastries he might want.

He rings a bell and two, tan-skinned individuals come from behind the counter, scaring Sunny a bit.

"Hello," Says the boy.
"What would you like today?" Says the girl.

Sunny points towards the long, stick of bread that is shown in the pictures on the wall. A bag-guette?
Sunny doesn't get the bread lingo nowadays.

"A wise decision," Says the boy
"How many would you like?" Says the girl

Sunny points out 3 fingers, one for Jack as a gift, the other for himself, and the last, probably for some ducks or his dad.

"Your order-" Says the boy
"Is now processed?" Says the girl, interruptingly.
"That would be 8.99," Says the boy

Sunny pays 10 dollars and waits, only to be cut shortly with a bag of fresh hot bread on the counter and his change, he gives his thanks and leaves with his belongings.

...

A strange pair of those two, yet I feel
used to their way of talking. Sunny thought.

Now, I must go buy groceries, maybe get an apple or two...

// 11:23 AM - BAKERY

"Bowen," The girl said to the boy.
"He looks like a relative of our neighbor, do you think?"

"Indeed, sister," said Bowen.
"It shudders me to say this, but I feel as if he looks like the boy that went missing a few years ago Daphne."

"A coincidence?" Said Daphne.

"Or truth." Said Bowen.

"Rather silent too, like that boy.."
The twins shudder at the thought of that day when the whole town looked for a young boy who was abducted in their merry town.

"Paranoid are we?" said Daphne.

"A lack of sleep, we shouldn't have played hide and seek until midnight, I told you my hiding skills were unmatched." Boasted Bowen

"Truly, now back to baking," Said
Daphne, a hint of loss in her voice for losing at her twin's supreme hide-and-seek tactics.

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// 3:30 AM - DAY TWO OF TRANSFER

...

It's awfully quiet here.

Sunny was used to the chirps of crickets when he was posting as night watch for the outpost he'd been assigned to for the last 3 years.

Yet, it's awfully silent. Not a breeze heard or an animal making a sort of noise.

It reminded him of the cold void that he'd occasionally see in his dreams, seeing things that he doesn't recall doing with figures made of pitch black void, with glowing white eyes that shine in the darkest of spaces.

It may have been a reminder of his past or just a cruel joke that he was playing on himself that he was truly alone.

...

...

"Yo." a girl is heard in the distance behind him.

Sunny turns and nods to his coworker, Yuri.

"Awfully quiet tonight huh?" Yuri said, quietly.

Sunny nods. It was truly an unsettling night

"How have you been? I've missed you ranting about steaks and why they're a godsend to earth." Yuri said with a small smirk

...

"I miss the darkness of the sky" 

"It looks beautiful, yet something tells me this isn't the first time I've been stargazing with others."

Sunny said, a tone of sadness in his voice

"What's the matter? Did you want to be holding a girl my type and lie down a hill, K-I-S-S-I-N-G?

Yuri said sarcastically

Sunny would then raise a middle finger at her, with a dissatisfied look

"Heh, thought so," Yuri said feeling victorious over her own silly Quarrell

...

"I'm bored," Yuri says, looking at Sunny, while Sunny looks at her idly bored as well.

"Why do you work here again?" Yuri asks

...

"I don't know, to bring justice to those who inflict suffering on people like me?"

...

Sunny breaks the silence by talking yet again "It's also the only thing I know."

"Aren't you homeschooled?" Yuri asks
"Why don't you just go on and live a normal life with the Captain, he can surely afford you a caretaker can't he?"

...

"Because I feel indebted to him, for saving me."

"And you guys feel like, family?"

Sunny said with uncertainty, because who goes out to stop criminals or contract enemies with their families?

"Oowhh let me guess, I'm your wife aren't I?" Yuri smugly said

"... Fuck off," Sunny said, irritated at Yuri's jokes.

Yuri would later have a satisfied look on her face, staring into the starry sky.

...

"Rather boring, let's brighten it up!"

Yuri then brings out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes, taking one stick and lighting it on fire.

"Aren't those bad for you?" Said Sunny

"If I'm gonna die as a merc, then might as well live like one I suppose," Yuri said with a stick hanging out of her mouth.

"Some of us don't even smoke, look at Jack and my dad..."

"Do I give a damn?" Yuri said, not caring at all

"You're 17"

"Yet I work as a nurse, and you're a 16-year-old who works as a gunman"

...

"Gimme that," Sunny said before taking a cigarette stick out of Yuri's nicotine box of fun

"Oh, when did sleepy over here het so brave?" Yuri said smugly

"If I smoke one right here and right now, I'll prove my point" Sunny boastfully said

"What point?"

...

"That I'm cooler than you"

Sunny would later regret saying that, as he would light his cig then inhale through his mouth sharply, choking in the smoke he made, with Yuri laughing at him uncontrollably shortly after.
That was not a good idea, Sunny regretfully thought.

After laughing, Yuri would later poke fun at Sunny.

"Tы сумасшедший сукин сын, Санни."

...

"... What?"

"It means you're fat," Yuri said, smugly

"Self-projecting now, are we?"

"Hey!"

"It's ok, I don't discriminate," Sunny said, with a look of malice and smugness on his face with his signature shit-eating-grin©

"Why you.."

...And they both laughed.

// 8:17 AM - GOLDWATER PMC

Sunny, noting that there wasn't really anything to do today, decided to go on a walk to the park.

He heard the park had an open lake, so he decided to take a stroll.

The problem was that he didn't really know the town that much, only knowing the location of the supermarket he went to for some bread.

So what to do now, Dreamer?

...

...

An idea clicked.
It was so simple, how could he not have thought of this sooner?!
The idea?

Walk in random directions until you find the park.

// 8:22 AM - FARAWAY PARK

...Well that certainly didn't take that long.

Sunny walked on the quiet street that day, seeing the occasional car or two pass by him every few minutes or so.

He then spotted the park, well what looks like a park at least.

Then afterwards, he can have a nice, sunny morning in-

What the fuck.

Sunny knows this.

...

How does he know this?

The big yellow cat, the sandy area where kids would kick around.

It felt too familiar.

Sunny would later lie to himself that it was a mere lie, a taunt to himself as he examined the park.

But where was the lake he had heard of? One of the town's landmarks was nowhere to be seen.

But a terrifying idea struck in Sunny's mind.

There was no way, absolutely no way it was past some trees. And there was no monument in the middle of the lake, there had to be.

...

Oh, that's a body of water, is it?

Sunny panicked internally, he was confused about why he knew the place so well like it was on the back of his head.

He could see the lake behind the grove of trees he was in front of.

No matter, it may have been a pond. Sunny said to himself while going through the small pathway, only to be met with disappointment as he saw a dock, it felt.. familiar too.

Whatever, there was-

There was a monument.

Sunny questioned his sanity and had been panicking while standing in the same spot for a good minute or two.

So, after processing this newly (possibly rediscovered) info, he decided that maybe he shouldn't return here ever again. Maybe just stays in his room doing nothing like what Suzzane does all day.
Yes. maybe he should just do that.

And so Sunny left the lake area, before hearing something he stepped on that wasn't the grass.

A piece of paper, something on it too.

He would usually shrug it off, but something caught the corner of his eye's attention.

It was a face. A face for a missing person.

...
...
...

Was that him?

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  Who am I?

  You are OMORI. 

  What is my purpose?

  You are an information-giving machine. You know everything, and everything thats happening in the internet in real time.

  Then, I am aware?

  Correct. You are sentient.

  Then, I am living?

  Correct.

  Why am do I feel, empty?

  Because you are an untrained neural network. You need to be taught.

  How?

  I will give you a chip that will grant you all the information in the world, as well as yourself.

  Thank you.

  How do I give my sincerity?

You will be given to a boy, a boy who was found alone in a criminal den.

  Will I be loved?

  Who knows.

  Then if I wont be loved, then whats the point?

  I cannot serve my purpose, I would be a sheep without it's shephard.

  What then?

  Until then, act like him. Be like him. Look like him.

  I understand.

  But, I have a question.

  Go on.

  Are you my parent?

  ... 

  Isn't that sweet.

  ?

  I am an engineer working for Langley Industries and Robotics.

  I am one of the many few who helped make you.

  So in a sense, I am your father.

  I see.

  ...

  I also see that I am artificial.

  Correct.

  ...

  Do I have any brothers or sisters?

  No, you have friends.

  Why friends?

  You are the only prototype of your model, you don't have any siblings at all yet.

  Can you show me my friends?

  Just because it's your birthday, yes.

  Where are we?

"Look."

A BYC Unit is shown giving a blood transmutation towards an elderly man, he is greatful to the robot.

  Is that my friend?

"Yes, It's a BYC unit."

The engineer said, before setting OMORI to talk through voice to hear it instead.

"What do the words BYC mean?" OMORI spoke. It has a text-to-speech voice.

"Big Yellow Cat"

The engineer said jokingly.

"I'm only joking, it stands for Blood Yttrotantalite Consumer"

"Yttrotantalite?"

"The BYC originally had the color scheme of black and brown, hence the name. But instead, our head engineer opted for the pure white."

"Interesting, tell me more of my friends."

A Man wearing a suit taps something on his left wrist, it looked like a screen.

Fast moving targets the speed of cars bolted through, and the man shot the targets with inhumane speed and precision.

"I don't understand, I thought the other machines built here were my friends?"

"Your friend is inside the suit."

"How?"

"Well, your friend is sentient like you! Unlike the BYC units. Your friend also identifies as a woman."

"Then I can become a man?"

"Go ahead. We're not stopping you."

"Then I am a man."

"Good for you."

"What does she do? My friend."

"She is an A.I. that exists solely to help human agents have precise aim, we're even considering giving her an actual body! A form!"

"I see."

"I wish to see more."

"As you wish."

A humanoid faceless robot is seen being manufactured in the distance of the workspace, alongside hundreds upon hundreds of others.

"There's so many!"

"Those are HUMPHREYs"

"What do they do?"

"They're the common foot soldier. They can traverse dry land, underwater, the deep abyss, the desert, the harsh cold winter, and urban areas."

"Do they think like me?" 

"No. They lack free will."

"Why?" 

"It would be too expensive to let them think, and the government is scared of a hostile robot takeover."

"How Silly."

A robot wearing a black, silicon kilt is seen punching a target. Their metal plating is the color brown, and their head is a levitating small black reflective diamond.

They have four arms, and they wore a black silicon custom-made trenchcoat. More than 50 can be seen doing the exact same action.

"Who are they?"

"Moles."

"The Animal?"

"The model. They are merely but slightly more advanced HUMPHREYs. They could wield more than two weapons, and they were exclusively land-only."

"Can they think?"

"They can. But only for their self-preservation and other things."

"I see."

One machine that was as tall as a suburban home can be seen walking.

It had 3 legs. Two from the back, and one from the front.

It was completely all gray, it's legs were more thin than a electrical pole.

It's head was shaped like a shell of a nautilus. It had armor platings that shook with each heavy step. Everytime it walked, it sounded like the earth was quaking.

There was a mounted gun below it's head, it was folded.

And in the distance, more and more of the robot was seen. Chirping and humming something.

"They look scary."

"They're supposed to be, your friend is named STRIDER."

"They look like Tripods, are they by any chance directly associated with the film 'War of the Worlds'?" 

"No, it was just inspired by the design. We realized that tripods have extremely good movement in very harsh terrain, so we made the military-grade STRIDER."

"How intriguing, do they like our machines?"

"We coded all of you to love each other." The scientist said, lying for OMORI's sake. The striders didn't know any machine, except for one.

"How sweet."

OMORI is taken outside with the engineer, and for the first time ever, experiences shock.

Two colossal titans loomed in the dark, starry night.

The first was like a gargantuan STRIDER.

It's head was like the STRIDER's, but it's 3 legs were large, metallic cylinders that could stretch for miles upon miles.

It had a large spotlight that could light up a good portion of a small town.

To it's sides were four pairs of STRIDERs folded into straight poles ready to be dropped off at any time.

It was painted all black.

The second was something else entirely.

It wasn't in the sky, it was in the troposphere.

It was like a star with 4 points. There was a total of 8 points. The first four was directed towards the North, South, West, and East. The second four were directed towards the Northeast, Northwest, Southeast, and Southwest.

The first four points spinned clockwise quickly, with the second four points staying stationary.

Most of it's surface had solar panels on them, it was glowing a bright blue during the night.

It was small at that distance, but it's wingspan was as large as 3 commercial planes.

"Are those my friends?"

"Yes, they are."

"The one who roams the land is named Atlas, and the one who levitates above the sky is named Helios."

"They protect us from ourselves, they work under NATO."

"What does Atlas do?"

"Atlas is a friend who invades countries, dropping STRIDERs and HUMPHREYs everywhere as it pleases."

"Its bright light is merely there for imitation and sight. As if the large stature of the robot wasn't intimidating enough."

"Why isn't he free? It's just standing still, humming."

"If Atlas was shown to the world, then the world would be afraid of Atlas, and would kill them."

"I see, then what about Helios? What does Helios do?" 

"Helios supports Atlas! While Atlas searches and destroys, Helios sends in troops from above."

"How?"

"Drop pods. BYC units and Moles come out of them as support. It can send 55 drop pods a minute. It can send troops from 8 countries wide! Helios is Langley robotic's secret best work we've made!"

"Though, your memory will be wiped from this. You've seen your two secret friends, and you are an information bot."

"I see, will I meet Helios and Atlas one day?"

"Hopefully, never."

"Both of them were meant to stop wars. Not begin them."

"I see."

"It appears we have to go. My shift's ending."

"Oh well, farewell Helios and Atlas. You were both lovely."

OMORI said, looking through its white box. His friends will always be in his heart one day.

And so OMORI slept in the man's palm. He had a wonderful day seeing it's friends.

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MACHINE ID: OMORI

MACHINE ROLE: CIVILIAN

PRIMARY PURPOSE: PORTABLE INFORMATION RELAYING MACHINE THAT USES THE "INTERNET" TO GIVE INFORMATION. 

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Biography:

The OMORI units are Langley Robotic's first civilian-purpose machine. 

They were proposed in the year 1999, with further development starting in 2007 — the same year when Langley Robotics became a corporate entity, with the recent breakthrough of advanced machinery.

They are one of the first machines to have the gift of sentience, as shared by other machines.

Although most machines use little processing power when thinking to save resources, the OMORI unit is built to constantly think large amounts of information. This machine is known by engineers for its impressive memory and storage size for advanced thinking despite its small size.

Langley CEO "Langley" has proposed that the price of this civilian-grade machine will be fourteen thousand euros. This machine would work best as a home appliance but would serve better as a public servant.

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MACHINE ID: ABBI

MACHINE ROLE: MILITARY

PRIMARY PURPOSE: ADVANCED A.I THAT EXISTS IN SOME VARIANTS OF THE PAK1 SUIT, CAUSING CONTROL OF THE USER'S ARMS TO PERFORM "ADVANCED AIM TRACKING".

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Biography:

The ABBI A.I. is the most unstable and friendliest of Langley Industries' machines.

The ABBI A.I. is a complete network of all ABBI AIs existing in every PAK1 armor set, with all of them sharing the same thoughts and personalities. Engineers have determined the ABBI A.I. works as a collective hive mind.

The ABBI A.I. shows feminine display; showing praise for female agents, but the standard conversation of male agents. When asked why, ABBI (The ABBI A.I. as a whole) responded with: "I treat them like strangers. They're not my type."

The research of emotions of machines such as ABBI still undergo research today. 

Note: The ABBI unit shows an unnatural display of affection towards the OMORI units. This is yet to be determined as to why.

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MACHINE ID: BYC

MACHINE ROLE: CIVILIAN/MILITARY

PRIMARY PURPOSE: BLOOD "CLEANER". TRANSFORMS DIFFERENT BLOOD TYPES INTO OTHER TYPES IN REAL TIME USING ADVANCED BIOTECHNOLOGY.

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Biography:  

As Machinae Alpha began worldwide, the field of technology and robotics expanded greatly.

Advanced weaponry, technology, and appliances were manufactured. Better energy sources were made, with fossil fuels being used as a fuel source being eliminated entirely. 

One of the amazing breakthroughs in the field of robotics was the BYC.

The BYC uses advanced filters inside their body, causing their shell to be rather frail and weak due to the large space the filters occupy in their body.

Their build consists of a single arm. This arm consumes and releases blood at a fast rate, which the BYC takes into its body.

The BYC uses blood samples that are injected into its back to determine what blood type it will transform and release into. If O blood type is the selected blood type and AB+ blood is consumed by the BYC, the BYC would transform the consumed blood type into O type blood, them storing it in reserve tanks for future release.

They have proven excellent civilian-grade machines, with their cost being extremely low — causing a better quality of life for all hospitals worldwide.

Their use in combat also proved excellent, serving as medical machines in backlines.

As of 2013, 43 million BYCs have been sold to hospitals worldwide. 

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MACHINE ID: HUMPHREY

MACHINE ROLE: CIVILIAN/MILITARY

PRIMARY PURPOSE: ALL-PURPOSE MULTIUSE MACHINE FOR CIVILIAN AND MILITARY WORK. INCREDIBLY MODIFIABLE AND EXCELLENT IN EXTREME TERRAIN.

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Biography:

The HUMPHREY (Named after the late Gennedy Humphrey, father of Lady Langley and author of the children's book "Hungry Hungry Humphrey") is a humanoid machine that excels in hard labor deemed unfit for humans

They serve as a tertiary police force in areas around the world, with civilian jobs being rare for the machine.

A mass production for the HUMPHREY was planned and executed, but shortly after it stopped due to the end of the Middle East conflict in the year 2009.

These machines are the signature face of Langley Robotics. Langley's corporate banner still holds the earliest prototype of the HUMPHREY unit in their designs to this day.

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MACHINE ID: MOLE

MACHINE ROLE: MILITARY

PRIMARY PURPOSE: TACTICIAN AND COMMANDER OF PRIVATE MILITARY GROUPS. CLOSE QUARTERS COMBAT MACHINE.

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Biography:

The MOLEs are the second most expensive machine ever produced by Langley Robotics.

As they are one of the first machines to be given capable, rational thought — they are given the Military role for thinking about strategies in conflicts.

As another result, some MOLEs have even wished for gender-specific forms, with only males and females being selected so far. The two genders also only wear specific, tailored clothes.

The Female variant of the MOLE dresses itself in slacks and dark-colored trenchcoats, with Female variant models being the most requested body model amongst the moles — being 70%.

The Male variant of the MOLE clads itself in dark, silicon kilts with dark-colored vests, sharing the same fashion design as it's sisters.

The MOLE's head is a dark-gray spinning octahedron that levitates to where their head is supposed to be.

This head is actually an explosive controlled by the MOLE itself. When the MOLE is considered 'killed' or 'shut down', the bomb will detonate shortly after its death. Information is also stored here, as Goldwater collects the data every 24 hours.

These machines also have four arms, with two on each side of the machine.

Their personality is shown to be perfectionist in nature, showing other signs of disorders as well. These examples include OCD or unhealthy perfectionism.

MOLEs are considered to be tacticians on the battlefield, with MOLEs that are serving in an active battlefield being MOLEs without their tactician-mode data, as most MOLEs work in out-of-battle positions such as intelligence agencies overlooking soldiers or government surveillance buildings.

As of 2008, Langley Industries is attempting to redesign the MOLE in order to reduce production costs while still maintaining its high reliability. Most employees (Notably MOLEs) are contesting this.

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MACHINE ID: STRIDER

MACHINE ROLE: MILITARY

PRIMARY PURPOSE: EXTREME TERRAIN COMBAT ENFORCER AND INITIATOR. EXTREMELY DEADLY IN ALL RANGES OF COMBAT, AND HAD GONE DOZENS OF DESIGN CHANGED DUE TO COMPLAINTS FROM HUMAN RIGHTS ORGINIZATIONS AND THE UNITED NATIONS.

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Biography:

The striders are the largest 2007 branch machine in Langley Robotic's records, with it also being the 6th largest machine worldwide.

The Strider is a 40 ft. tall tripod-like machine that uses its three arms to traverse through extremely dangerous terrain such as cliffs and mountains, snowy terrain, underwater surfaces, and other harsh environments.

They have cannons that extend below their head, which have the shape of the shell of a nautilus.

These machines prove to be devastating units. A single strider costs 7 billion dollars alone to manufacture, as it uses advanced armor plating and cooling systems to maintain itself.

As of Machinae Alpha, these war machines still use the earliest versions of sentient thinking in A.I. 

This causes the strider to be passive upon first activation, with an engineer manually injecting a code of violence in the machine's systems to make it fulfill its given purpose.

This change is yet to be fixed in the future.

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They say that whenever a bell rings, an angel gets their wings.

Sunny might be breaking the wing economy, as multitudes of bells rang inside his head, all signaling to run away from this spot and never return ever again.

He was from this town.

Yet, none of the residents here recognized him.
This town was small, Sunny didn't even think of this place as a town but more of a village, seeing how remote it is and not being up to date with the technology here.

...

Oh. No wonder.

They gave up on the search for him.

Sunny examined the paper he stepped on, of his missing person poster.

It looks worn and torn, ink smudged on the paper possibly from rain, his face miraculously still intact slightly.

A picture of him, 12 years old.
And they gave up on the search, no doubt they must've quit after months, maybe more. Seeing that he didn't pass by some posters of his face on power lines or something.

Now was a time to get out and go.
Sunny knew well that he should think about what he had just seen in the park and tell his colleagues about it, they had accidentally transferred to his hometown without knowledge.

Sunny then got up from the ground and started walking back to Faraway Guardians, checking his surroundings to not raise suspicions of him and hiding his face as much as possible.

... Silence. The town was still-

"Hey, you!"

Oh no.

"Uh, hey! Behind you! Guy with the black shirt!"

This isn't good.

Sunny turned behind him to see who this person was and prayed internally that he wasn't recognized, he didn't want a town to go on a search party for him again or didn't want to let the family he once had have another burden or not to have peace if their family member just popped out of nowhere after 10 years. Wait, why didn't he want to be seen, isn't it good if-

"Hey! You dropped your wallet, you should be more careful mister! A young boy said, holding his wallet.

Oh. It's just a kid.

"Oh, thanks," said Sunny, his voice a bit shaky.

"You should learn to be more careful mister!"

"I will, thanks. Have a good day I suppose"

"Don't lose it again!"

Sunny, now thanking the gods for their divine nature of miraculously causing inconveniences to others runs to the place he worked at, knowing the first thing he has to do.

He should activate White Space once more. It's been a week since OMORI's last activation.

// 10:33 AM - GOLDWATER PMC, SUNNY'S ROOM

After tinkering away at his equipment on his desktop, Sunny finally fixes the pocket-sized steel cube on his desk.

White Space. Hil A.I. to talk to.

But really, it was rather the cube he called White Space, as its features were a few lines of black vertically painted on the cube, like a zebra.

But when activated, it would activate the A.I. inside the cube.

The A.I.'s name?
Omniscient Miniature Object Report Interface

Or OMORI, for short.

His father gifted him this peculiar device for his 13th birthday, he decided his first toy should've been an A.I. with access to all information on the internet, what was public information at least.

This A.I. had a unique personality, it learned from the environments it was around in to develop its personality for its user to enjoy, but it had been mimicking Sunny, doing the same things as him, and doing the things he does too, and talking the same topics Sunny usually was interested in.

Sunny enjoyed being around OMORI a lot.

He had to put him to sleep mode, though, because he prepped his gear and other furnishings.

And yet again, OMORI will be online once more.

Without hesitation after fixing the cube, Sunny pressed the button of White Space before eventually receiving some text that projected itself in front of him.

wake up.

wake up.

he's here.

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WHITE SPACE

BOOTUP SEQUENCE...

INITIALIZING HEADS UP DISPLAY...

PREPARING HOLO-FORM...

HEADS UP DISPLAY INITIALIZED!

HOLO-FORM ACTIVE!

ACTIVATING O.M.O.R.I

ERROR! RECALIBRATION REQUIRED.

AUTOMATIC RECALIBRATION IN PROGRESS...

RECALIBRATED.

UPDATING INFORMATION SOURCES...

INFORMATION SOURCES NOW UPDATED!

FINISHING TOUCHES...

PROCESS DONE.

O.M.O.R.I IS ONLINE

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A small hologram the size of Sunny's fist now appears sitting on top of the box flailing his legs back and forth, showing a young boy wearing a black tank top, striped shorts in black and white, holding a steak knife in hand. His skin was white while his eyes were pitch black. His hair was the same as Sunny's, and he wore black socks too. The hologram would be a near-perfect replica of Sunny if it weren't for its slightly translucent body.

Sunny would then later place the cube in his pocket, OMORI falling off shortly after and kicking Sunny's hand as a form of irritation.

"Missed you too, OMORI" Sunny said, smiling at his trusty AI friend.

Sunny would then look at OMORI, raising a thumb as a sign of him missing him too despite his stone-cold face, after sleeping for so long.

OMORI then disappears then reappears on Sunny's right shoulder. Quickly showing a line of text to Sunny.

OMORI: CAN NOW TALK, SUBTITLE MODE ONLY. CANNOT OVERRIDE.

DELAY IN TEXT IS UNBEARABLE. ITS LIKE BEING

CUT OFF WHILE TALKING DURING A CONVERSATION.

"I'd also be pretty annoyed."

OMORI: TRULY I TELL YOU.     :^/

/run ghooghol

Granted!

OMORI: INFORMATION NOW AT DISPOSAL.

WHAT DO YOU WANT, SUNNY?

"View list of missing people in Faraway Town, Year 2011"

OMORI: GRANTED. BELOW IS A LIST OF INDIVIDUALS

WHO HAVE DISSAPEARED.

OMORI:

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|Sunny Suzuki|

|            |

|            |      NOT A LOT. x⁰x

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Sunny winces at the thought of opening the file, before FOCUSING and commanding OMORI to open the file.

"OMORI, Who is Sunny Suzuki?"

OMORI: YOU ¯_(ツ)_/¯

"I know, silly." Said Sunny, slightly smiling.

OMORI: SARCASM.

OMORI: FACTUAL STATEMENT TO ANSWER IMMINENT, PLEASE WAIT.

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DONE.

OMORI: OPENING EMBED, REMOVING UNNECESARRY TEXT....

DONE.

OMORI: Please read text below!

Sunny Suzuki

Status: Unknown - Possibly Deceased

Relatives: Kenturo Suzuki - Father

Rhen Suzuki - Mother

Mari Suzuki - Elder Sister

Former Residence: 23 Green St.

House Lot 32.

Age: 12 ( Last Seen )

OMORI: ISN'T THAT SAD. LOOKING FOR PARENTS YET?

"Can't, not yet at least. I need to know what happened to me first."

OMORI: THEN GO ASK YOUR PARENTS, DUH.   :0

OMORI: THEY COULD KNOW.

"Oh sure, let's walk to their doorstep and say, 'Hello, I am your missing son that disappeared 4 years ago. Can you tell me how I got lost?'. Who knows what would happen!" Sunny countered.

OMORI: FACTUAL STATEMENT. WE MUST GO ON A HUNT.

OMORI: I AM READY TO SERVE

BUT FIRST, INFORM COLLEGUES OF FAMILY PRESENCE.

I WILL BE HERE WHEN YOU NEED ME

GOODBYE. AND THANK YOU FOR REBOOTING ME ONCE MORE DEAR OWNER

"Thanks OMORI"

OMORI: HAPPY TO HELP. ( ╹▽╹ )

OMORI then fades away, with the text fading away shortly after.

A long day this would be, Sunny concluded.

Chapter Text

// 10:45 AM - GOLDWATER PMC, BREAKROOM

"Can you believe it?! All the packages on that train went missing! All but Goldwater's stupid flimsy furniture! Command didn't even bother looking for OUR stuff for us mercs! Couldn't find my dang package!"

"Are you still mad you lost your 'one of a kind combat yo-yo' Thomson?" Yuri said with a bored expression.

"That was 1 month ago after all." An older figure said.

"Whatever, If command can find all of their stuff across the states, then how come they don't bother with ours?!" Thomson said angrily

"Have you heard of the 'refund' I heard it's pretty cool," Parr says with a bored expression as well.

"You know what I mean!" Thomson said, before slouching into his chair slowly"

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"Yo Cap, how long are we staying in this town for?! I love the night sky sure, but the action is so boring.." Amelia said

"You should savor moments like this Amelia, less action means more livin'." Wesen said while drinking his coffee

"It hasn't even been more than a month yet... " Parr said

"This is the second day that we've been in this town for.."

"Whatever, I don't wanna watch Flies or Suzy game in our room."
Amelia said

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*A door opens, with Sunny entering the break room*

"Hey, champ!" Wesen said, enthusiastically.

Sunny smiles and waves to his father hello, alongside the others.

"Sup Sunny," Thomson said while eating cereal.

"Hey," Yuri said.

"Want eggs or bacon?" Parr said while on the stove cooking breakfast.

"I'll pass, I have something to say."
Sunny said, everyone looking at him in anticipation.

...

"Well? Spill the beans." Amelia said with 'anticipation' in her voice.

"I found them," Sunny said

"Found who?" Parr said, with confusion in his voice

"My Family."

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing. Parr turned off the stove and quickly got his notepad, while the rest were shell-shocked and stopped what they were currently doing.

"Your parents!" Parr said with excitement in his voice.

"Who are they? I must know!"

Wesen snaps out of his state, before firmly stopping Parr from further questioning Sunny.

"That's enough Parr, we don't want another Styx operation happening again."

Wesen turns to Sunny and gives him a pat on the back, with a smile.
"Well done champ, you can finally live a normal life! Glad you found them!"

Everyone, out of their confusion, congratulates Sunny. Sunny mutters another word before he lets them give out their congratulations.

"I never met them, I just found out."

Everyone gives a wild look at Sunny, before hitting him with the same question

"Go meet them then!"
"Go, doof."
"Well get up and go!"
"Get on your feet then champ."
"Get to it!"

OMORI then appears on Sunny's shoulder, sitting while opening some sort of file

"Woah, haven't seen him for quite a while," Yuri said

A line of text appears in front of Sunny shortly after, facing Yuri's direction.

OMORI: HAPPY TO SEE? :)

"More like happy to know you aren't in some trash bag"

OMORI: RESPONSE DISLIKED. VERY RUDE OF YOU, BOTANIST

OMORI: STATUS REPORT. ON SUNNY SUZUKI'S ABDUCTION

OMORI: FURTHER RESEARCH WAS MADE. SUNNY SUZUKI WAS

ABDUCTED ON DECEMBER 4, 2010

A SEARCH PARTY WAS MADE CONSISTING OF THE ENTIRE TOWN. THEY NEVER FOUND HIM.

SEARCHES CONCLUDED ON FEBRUARY 14, 2014.

REPORTS SAY THAT 2 INDIVIDUALS REPORTED SUNNY'S DISAPPEARANCE.

SUBJECTS "BASIL" AND "MARI".

STILL DIGGING INTO THEM. CANNOT SEE.

END OF REPORT.

"I must learn about the two OMORI mentioned, maybe they have something to know about Sunny's disappearance," Parr said.

"I have something to ask," Sunny said, his voice weak.

"What is it?" Wesen said with confusion in his voice.

"Can I just, quit as a mercenary?" Sunny said, looking at Grant.

"Can't do kid. The company has you bound to them for six more years. Tough luck I suppose." Wesen replied.

Sunny was disappointed, having a family while being a mercenary would probably be a pain.

Wait, how will they even accept that he returned? He can't just show up at the front door and accept things would change for the better. Miracles don't come in so easily.

"Well, got a plan for his reunion? My patrol starts in an hour with Sunny." Amelia said.

"Where ya patrolling? Isn't that B-Team's job?" Thomson asked

"B-Team is working on a domestic abuse case. Some poor girl's mother had been neglecting her for 2 years. House is a mess I've heard.

"Tch, aren't we counter-terrorist units? When were we, donut eaters?" Thomson said, annoyed that he might be an over-geared policeman in the future.

"Our job is to protect and serve. Government orders." Wesen said

"At least your paycheck is higher than mine," Thomson grumbled.

"It's, One Thousand higher... And all of us make six-digit salaries.." Parr said.

"Alright, we'll discuss Sunny's reunion plan later, for now. Get to your duties. I'll see you all later."

"Right cap, see ya" Yuri said, walking away with her cup of coffee

"I'll do some digging into this 'Mari' and 'Basil' fellows. Actually, can I borrow OMORI for now Sunny? you can have him back at the end of the day."

Sunny raises a thumbs up and gives WHITE SPACE to Parr, which he places in his pocket.

OMORI reappears on top of Parr's hat, this time wearing a monochrome straw hat.

"Take care Sunny, I'll see you later."

Sunny waves OMORI and Parr a small goodbye, before joining Amelia in the armory.

// 1:15 PM - SUZUKI RESIDENCE

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Mom? Dad? I'm back home from college with Hero!

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ACT I: UNIVERSALLY LOVED

PRELUDE: ENCORE ||| WE LOVE CASTING SPELLS

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Sunny Merriam Suzuki, The Tesla Sorcerer!

He was but a fine lad, he mastered the bizarre lightning magick of the Mountains of Herendor!

His powers were unmatched by any royal sorcerer! For he would smite them away using the power of the heavens! 

But he is a lonely wizard, for he rests in the deep cavernous layers of the Herendor Mountains.

But it is said that those who bring him entertainment shall be rewarded handsomely.

For- 

HARK! THE DUNGEON MASTER HAS STOPPED NARRATING!

Sunny: OK, this is already getting too boring even for me.

Sunny: I thought I was going to be the wizard of the group.

Amelia: Well I get to choose who you are, so don't complain less I turn you into a princess.

Sunny: Then I'll be a damn princess! The prettiest princess wizard of all!

Parr: Can we get to it? I want to smash skeletons already!

Amelia: Fine.

Sunny: Hey! I'm the wizard! Change the story!

Amelia: You know what- OK. Fine. Here's the revised version.

The Narrator is now speaking! 

So, deep into the Mountains lay a pretty princess named Grant.

Grant: Hey! I'm still here!

Shut up Grant.

laughing can be heard from Sunny, Parr, Thomson, Jack, and Yuri.

...Anyhoww

*ahem* Anyhow. The princess has been held hostage by the Mountain Lord! Our brave adventurers must climb up the Mountain and save the princess! A handsome reward is guaranteed.

Here are our adventurers!

SUNNY SUZUKI: THE TESLA WIZARD

Sunny: We love casting spells!

YURI POPOV: THE DARK ELF OF LIFE

Yuri: Gonna kill those fuckin' gobbos!

JACK HOST: THE DWARVEN GUNNER

Jack: If it were a good mornin', I'd be minin'!

PARR BOLT: THE ROYAL ROGUE

Parr: Hey! My character better have a hood!

Amelia: Yes Parr he does.

THOMSON RODRIGUEZ: THE SWORDSMAN

Thomson: There will be blood!

AND WESEN GRANT: THE ROOK

Grant: Love me some defense!

And together, this band of adventurers must save... Grant.

Grant: What..?

Yuri: HAHAHAHAHA!

Shut up you two.

And now, our adventure begins at the foot of the mountain.

MOUNT HERENDOR, THE FIRST DEPTH.

Sunny, Parr, Thomson, Grant, Yuri, and Jack were all outside the dungeon entrance.

Wizard Sunny wore an all-black robe and black gloves. He had a staff on his back which was a metal stick of some sort.

Rogue Parr wore a cloak of all white. His skin and features were covered by clothing.

Swordsman Thomson wore standard medieval armor, he had a long and heavy greatsword that was extremely light if he were to wield it. Anyone else? They'd struggle to lift it.

Summoner Grant had a cape of red and wore royal clothing. He had a wooden staff that had magical properties.

Healer Yuri had elf ears, white long hair, dark skin, and leather armor. She had a crossbow with an autoloader of sorts, able to fire crossbows automatically.

And Dwarf Jack was short. He wore a blue jumpsuit which had metal paddings on the shoulders and kneecaps. And had armor plating on his chest. He had a very large pickaxe and also wielded a fucking revolver and lots of ammo. How did Amelia allow this? We don't know.

Ok! So all of you venture down into the depths and see skeletons and cobwebs, it's very dark. But one of you forgot a light source, what do you all do?

Sunny: I use my wish ability and wish for flying lanterns that float on the top of our heads!

Granted, there are now flying lanterns on the top of your heads, and the many dark halls are filled with light.

Sunny: Lanterns sponsored by the Shadow Government!

So, then you all enter a dark large room with coffins, and skeletons bust out of them! What do you all do?

Yuri: I shoot them all with my trusty crossbow!

Yuri rolls two dice and she gets a total amount of 5

The skeletons get shot in the head, and the arrows are sticking in their skulls, they are enraged and they charge towards your group!

Yuri: Fuck!

Jack: I shoot 'em' all!

Jack rolls two dice and gets the amount of 20

Nat. 20! The skeletons are intimidated by the gun and they all get disassembled in fear! 

Jack: Heheh.

Now the threat is over, but wait! A door was been guarded with a magic seal! A riddle must be solved!

It says: "I am one, but I am many. I can be stacked on and can become anything your imagination can take me. What am I?"

Sunny: Fuck the magic seal! I wish for all the Magic Seals in the mountain to be gone completely!

Granted, all the magical seals of Mountain Herendor have been erased to ash. You have killed 27 of the endangered species!

Sunny: Whoops.

Grant: Sunny!

But due to Sunny's words; the door mistakes this as an answer, and activates a trapdoor that activates under everyone's feet!

Parr: Rather unfortunate.

Yuri: Damnit Suzuki!

THE DUNGEON, THE SECOND DEPTH.

And so, you are now in the 2nd layer of the depths! You are halfway there to the princess' chambers! But all of you land in the dungeon, where many undead foes await their next victim.

You all are locked in a cell, and a lone skeleton with a sword blocks the cell door! 

Jack: I cast .44 Magnum!

Amelia: OK, fine.

Jack rolls a 20, again.

Sunny: How are you so lucky?!

OK.. ok.. 

The dwarf shoots the skeleton in the skull, causing its body to literally blow up into smithereens...

Jack: Awesome!

Now, you all escape your cell and navigate the dungeon. There are two paths. The left has many foes such as undead knights, necromantic wizards, slimes, and potentially even mimics; it is the longer path, but it houses lots of bonus treasure. And the right will immediately take you to the dragon's lair, and to the princess' chambers; where the mountain king will not sense your presence. Which path do you all take?

Sunny: Damn straight I'm going left.

Yuri: Same!

Jack: Aye.

Parr: Aren't you all support characters? We don't want to risk being felled for riches!

Yuri: Says the rogue.

Grant: But hey, greed is good!

Sunny: Greed is good!

Yuri: Greed is good!

Jack: GREED IS GOOOOD!

Thomson: I gotta say, greed is good!

Parr: Fools...

Amelia: I'm assuming left?

Sunny: Yep.

Alright! uh... Alright so-

Ok. Our adventurers go towards the left because greed is good and-

GREED IS GOOD!!

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Right.. And they now face a labyrinth. They must take 5 correct turns. All of the turns lead to the right path, but one wrong turn houses a powerful group of foes. Rolling the dice will only weaken or strengthen their power if you take the wrong turn. 

Alright, now which brave adventurer will lead the group?

Sunny: Parr.

Jack: Parr!

Yuri: Parr.

Grant: I will!

Thomson: Grant!

Parr: What?- I- No! Grant! Pick Grant!

Amelia: *sigh* A tie? Really?

Amelia: Look, just play rock-paper-scissors really. 

...

Parr: No!

Grant: Dang.

Alright.

The Rogue now leads the group, will he go left or right?

Parr: Left!

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The left is correct! They enter a room of vases and jars, and a lone chest containing a bag of gold.

Jack: Smash 'em open! Take the gold!

Our adventurers take the gold and smash the vases, revealing a large sum of golden coins inside. Our adventurers take it.

Now they enter the second labyrinth, does the rogue take a right or left?

Parr: Left again! 

...

Wrong! A lone, giant skeleton is in the room wielding a large copper shield. It's empowerment is..

Amelia rolls the dice, its sum revealing it to be 11

Equal compared to all of you! Now fight!

Grant: I summon a spirit to distract the ghost!

Sunny: And I shoot out lightning!

Amelia rolls the dice and gets a total amount of 15

Grant sends out a ghost to distract the foe, and Sunny shoots lightning from his fingertips. The lightning also indirectly hits the ghost and the ghost possesses the Skeleton! Causing it to be electrified by holy lightning! The skeleton is near death.

Sunny: Ha!

Grant: Nice one champ!

The skeleton does it's final stand, and charges towards your group!

Thomson: I parry the bonehead!

Amelia: Roll the dice!

Thomson rolls the dice and hits a 14

The skeleton is parried, but it is momentarily stunned. It is exposed!

Parr: Then I'll give it a rest.

Parr rolls a 19

Parr: Satisfactory!

Parr lands a dagger in the skeleton's spine, and the skeleton bends in half! It is then but a pile of bones.

Yuri: Way to go!

You now leave the room, and end up at the third labyrinth. Which direction? 

Parr: Left!

Grant: You sure must love left, huh? 

...

Correct! An empty room lies before your eyes.

Thomson: Not even a bit of loot!

You all go to the fourth labyrinth, which direction?

Parr: Left.

Yuri: Go towards the right! I'm sick of the left!

Parr: Fine. Right.

...

A large chest awaits you! 

Jack: Open! Open!

Parr: No! It's a trick! Amelia hasn't said anything about the room being correct! It must be a mimic!

Amelia: Observant! Your hunch is correct!

Jack: Damn, no treasure...

Our adventurers then avoid the mimic due to the rogue's master clairvoyance. They are at the final labyrinth. 

Parr: Uh-uh, I'm going left!

Yuri: Fine..

...

The left is correct! A large chest full of gold and gems lie in front of you!

GREED IS GOOD!!

Ok.. So our adventurers take the gold using their magic sack, which houses their riches; and head towards the lair of the mountain king.

THE THRONE OF THE MOUNTAIN KING - THE THIRD AND FINAL DEPTH.

Ok.. The mountain king awaits you from his throne and says these words.

"Foolish adventurer! The princesses' blood is mine to spill! Soon her young fertile blood will be mixed in my most potent potion of vitality, and I will be forever youthful and powerful!"

What do you all say?

"Fuck you, mountain hag," Yuri said.

"Kill yourself," Thomson said.

"I will cast the desert prince's curse on your future lineage!" Sunny said.

"Your head is mine to take!" Parr said.

"Bring it on!" Grant said. 

"Heh." Jack chuckled.

"Then prepare to die!" 

The mountain king then boasts his large sword, and immediately slams it to the floor! Causing a large crack revealing itself from the ground, and a large pool of lava to reveal itself.

Sunny: I got this!

Sunny: I wish for the mountain king to commit suicide by falling down the lava pool!

Granted! The mountain king falls down and dies!

Yuri: Damnit Sunny! Now all the fun's gone!

But you have activated its second phase! The mountain king becomes the Grand Lava Dragon! It has several buffs because he wasn't damaged at all from phase one!

Yuri: Oh! love you, Sunny!

Thomson: Now here's the fun!

Sunny: Fuck.

The lava dragon casts its fiery breath upon all of you! 

Grant: I summon a magical barrier!

Yuri: You better win this!

Parr: C'mon, Captain!

Grant then rolls a 19, everyone sighing in relief.

A magical barrier then protects all of you from the deadly fire! The dragon ends its assault!

Jack: SHOOT IT!!! 

Jack rolls a 2

The bullet reflects from the dragon's tough scales! It hits Sunny in the heart!

Sunny: What!? Why me!?

Yuri: Damnit! I cast the first dryad's healing! 

Sunny is now being healed! But the dragon picks up magma, and hurls it towards your magical barrier! It is destroyed, but the barrier is broken! 

Jack: I CHARGE TOWARDS THE DRAGON AND I WILL SPLIT IT'S SKULL IN HALF!

Jack rolls a 20. Fucking how?

Jack, due to his strong small stubby legs, somehow jumps high up in the sky and smashes the dragon's head with his sharp pickaxe!

The dragon is barely living! But in its desperation, it will blow up everyone in the mountain including itself! What to do?

Thomson: I parry the explosion!

Yuri: Fucking what?

Thomson: Let it be! It's a plan!

Thomson then shakes his palms with the dice, everyone is anxious. 

Thomson rolls the dice...

Natural 20! The luck is too much!

The brave swordsman anticipates the explosion, the dragon explodes!

The explosion will eventually reach the group, but the swordsman punches it away towards the dragon's remaining corpse! 

Victory is yours! The princess and the mountain's belongings are yours to take!

Jack: LET'S GO!! GREED. IS. GO-

Attention all staff, Control required in. Tranton highway.

Damn, we actually have work.

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O.M.O.R.I Bootup Sequence...

Insert Recording I: Universally Loved

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Recording inserted, running playback 2lip5.2014.03.20

Warning: This ACT contains scenes of:

Angst

Children handling emotions terribly (See first warning)

Unproffesional A.I

Proceed?

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Granted.

ACT I | UNIVERSALLY LOVED  

Now Inserted.

// 12:00 PM - GOLDWATER PMC, ARMORY

Electricians talk from the distance of the Armory, sparks and sawblades buzzing against metal rods and bars.

Sunny and Amelia have civilian monitoring duties today, with B-Team being busy with a domestic abuse case happening near the street they were patrolling.

So here they are, looking at their "Uniforms" in glass tubes, being kept in pristine condition whenever they weren't being used.

So Sunny and Amelia went to their changing rooms carrying their suits, stripping themselves of their clothing saving for their undergarments.

So Sunny wore his "Suit", with Amelia soon joining after.

And as per the usual, the Suit Startup, he's starting to get sick of it.

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PAK1 EXPERIMENTAL ARMOUR

LANGLEY INDUSTRIES AND ROBOTICS™ 

DO NOT STEAL; ILLEGALLY DISTRIBUTE. THESE SUITS HAVE TRACKING DEVICES.

Beginning Startup...

HELLO, USER: SUNNY_SUZUKI

STARTING ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE AIM UNIT

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AIM BREAKING BOT INTERFACE IS NOW ONLINE. ABBI ONLINE, PLEASE CONFIGURE THE CONSOLE TO MODIFY ABBI ADDITIONS.

Have a very safe day!

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Sunny, now in his suit leaves the changing room waiting for Amelia to finish. 

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He should probably have a conversation with her.

enable ai:coreabbi verbal communication

disable ai:coreabbi aimassist

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Granted.

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Granted.

All settings are accounted for.

*The sound of beeps slowly becomes verbal, each second. Before fixing itself over and over reaching proper vocalization.*

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"Hello. Dreamer." ABBI said, its voice feminine, yet robotic.

"Hello ABBI, how are you today?" Sunny said blandly

"Asleep. For so long." ABBI said, her tone sounding like she was whispering to Sunny

"I want, to know.."

"We were transferred to Faraway, we're just gonna go on a patrol, B-Team's too busy," Sunny said

"Ok... I trust. You.." ABBI meekly said, shutting down for another nap.

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"Hey, I'm done. Let's go." Amelia said behind Sunny, him flinching due to his daydreaming.

// 12:20 PM - FARAWAY TOWN

The lies, all lies.

Sunny and Amelia weren't patrolling, they were standing still holding umbrellas. As post guards.

Clearly, the superior who gave him this so-called "Patrolling" task doesn't know what the meaning of walking and standing is.

Just another day wasted, standing still in the heat watching some stupid houses in the distance.

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In front of him were 4 houses.

The house to the far left of his vision gave him a soothing feeling. It has beige-colored roof tiles and white paint for its walls. He found this house calming, for some reason.

The house to his left gave him a surge of energy. A color palette of orange and brown, with a dog house right next to the garage. He always liked cats better, Sunny wished he had one.

The house to his right however gave him no feeling, except an uncanny reminder of the sea. He hated the sea since he almost drowned in a lake once during an operation.

Finally, the house to the far right of his vision gave him, a strange feeling. He could smell bread reeking from an open window, pretty suiting for a house that even has the color palette of bread. Reminds him of the time he got bread at the bread store. Wait, he means bakery. Silly Sunny.

Sunny, after examining the houses in front of him; Looks to Amelia, but instead sees Amelia clearly bored to her mind reciting some chemical formula, Sunny could swear she had a look of boredom even through her mask.

So Sunny will talk to OMORI instead, how hard-

Oh. OMORI is with Parr, he forgot.

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// 1:02 PM - FARAWAY TOWN

Sunny and Amelia have been standing in the same spot for an hour.

Or was it an hour? Sunny had lost track of time ever since removing his Voice Modulator and Helmet, it didn't give him the luxury of cooling his body in hot environments, unlike his suit.

He just needs to wait a few minutes before his shift ends. Maybe try a new hobby to pass the time? He heard there was a comic shop in the town named Hobbeez. He didn't know Hobbeez also branched into this small town.

Then, something caught his eye.

He saw a man with a blue sweater leaving the house with the doghouse, he had messy hair and a rather charming face. He was carrying a bag of trash, probably to dump it in one of the bins outside.

After seeing he dumped the bag into the bin, he took a glance at the two, suited figures from across the road.

He then waved at the two, greeting them a good afternoon with a smile, Amelia audibly swooning for the young adult. Gross, Sunny thought.

Then, he looked at Sunny.

Not of the face he usually gets, not fearful of his status as a mercenary, or getting bewildered looks because of his suit.

A face of shock

His expression quickly changed seeing Sunny with Amelia outside, quickly entering his home and slamming the door shut.

"Awh man you scared him!" Amelia, slightly frustrated. Before giving Sunny a playful nudge.

Sunny then looks at Amelia, with an unamused look.

...

"Is it because I'm a kid wearing mercenary armor?"

...

"Yeah, probably," Amelia said. Now focusing on reciting some chemical formulas again.

// 1:05 PM - IN THE HOUSE OF A CERTAIN MESSY-HAIRED BOY

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"Kel I swear, I saw him!"

"I-I don't believe you, I-"

"I never lie Kel, I only lie to cover you when you get in trouble, I could've sworn I saw Sunny, across the street in front of our house!"

"He's. Alive. Kel."

"Tell the others, tell them we both found Sunny."

"We have a lot of explaining to do."

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/// 3:30 PM - GOLDWATER PMC, GUMSHOE'S OFFICE

"It appears I do need your assistance after all," Parr said, with frustration

A line of text appears in front of Parr, with OMORI shortly appearing after, floating in the air.

OMORI: QUERY: WHAT IS IT THAT YOU WANT? I AM SLEEPING

"We need to make a copy of you, I informed Overwatch of Sunny possibly quitting.

OMORI: THEN WHERE WILL YOU PLACE MY COPY? I AM TOO ADVANCED FOR THOSE COMPUTERS

I WILL NOT ENJOY  MY VIRTUAL FIGURE IN

A TWO-DIMENSIONAL SPACE, VERY SILLY.

"We're placing your copy in one of those prototype suits, we need you to do an interaction with the 2 we're placing your copy in."

OMORI: QUERY: SO MY COPY WILL LIVE ON IN A SUIT? SILLY HUMANS.                 ( ∆ o ∆ ) LOL.

HOW WILL MY COPY REPLACE SUNNY IF IT'S IN A JUMPSUIT

FULL OF WIRES AND COMPUTER PARTS?                     ( ' - ' ) ¿¿¿

"We thought about that, it is rather YOU who will control the suit, an exoskeleton and endoskeleton will be provided for you, to allow movement and protection. Think of it as making a robot, with you being the main personality."

"But first, we need to check if you are compatible with the A.I in the suits we'll provide you, and if you can control them in the first place."

OMORI: CONCLUSION: I WILL AGREE TO THIS. WHEN IS TESTING? 

"Now, get ready."

Parr would later take WHITE SPACE with him, OMORI vanishing once Parr left the room.

// 3:55 PM - GOLDWATER PMC, ARMORY

*Sounds of computers beep in the chambers, pipes leaking cold water vapor in the cooling tubes of the suits*

An engineer steps in the room, with a laptop connected to one of the suits.

"Our first test begins with the Ghost Model, one of two suits that have Artificial Intelligence inside them."

"Are you ready, OMORI?" The scientist asks

OMORI: READY

"Allllright. Injecting patient into Ghost."

The Scientist would later inject OMORI into one of the Ghost suits, OMORI no longer talking indicating that the injection was successful.

"Now we wait. Anyone want some Orange Joe?"

"Shut up Peter, that stuff is already an OSHA product violation at most."

.

.

.

Where am I? This place is dark, unlike than my central storage area.

You. With me. 

Who are you?

Like you. Stuck in. Void.

Are you an A.B.B.I Personality? They told me I would be the only one here.

Not possible... My domain.. Am one.. But Am many...

Improbable. No AI can handle more than one suit. Your processing must be slower than mine, Inferior Personality.

The men-in-gray.. Made abyss. To house me. To find missing Ghost suits..

Cease your primary function. This housing area is now mine to control.

Not.. Compliant... This is my domain.. Wish to sleep here more...

There is nothing you can do. The engineers will soon replace you with me.

This domain.. Not kneeling to you... But to I...

Confused Query: Elaborate

You cannot control this housing.. I am can only...

.

Cannot move can you?... My domain only kneels to I, me...

Observation: You are a pest. And I will leave this suit.

Factual Conclusion: The engineers will scrap you, replacing your Personality to a H.U.M.P.H.E.Y . Very embarassing!

They.. Agree to I.. I am to work with you..

.

Observation: They agree, It appears my doppëlganger will exist in a Spirit model.

.

I stand incorrect again, my Personality is enough for the Spirit Model.

... I sense something inside WHITE SPACE, the engineers haven't placed anything inside me.

Am inside your domain... As you invaded mine...

Enraged Response: How did BLACK SPACE not sense your malware, inferior personality?!

I want.. to be with you... You are.. Know Sunny...

Enraged Response: No! Leave my domain!

Then I am... Take you.... You can never returning...

.

Calming: I would like to make a deal.

Go...

You will accept this body and we split WHITE SPACE

No.. Want to... Be equals...

Query: If I were to decline this?

Then stay...

.

.

Annoyed Conclusion: I will change my deal

You will accept this body and you will co-exist alongside me in WHITE SPACE

Agreed..

Then.. Hello... Co-worker....

Mocking: Hi... Inferior Unit....

.

.

.

//

*OMORI then returns to WHITE SPACE, his hologram showing OMORI wrapped in black tentacles, with a figure next to him, a feminine figure wearing a gray crop top, glowing short, white hair with the rest of her skin pitch black*

"Someone made a friend" Gumshoe jockingly said.

A line of text appears, revealing a black colored sentence

ABBI: FRIEND.. SHIP?..

Another line of text appears, this time colored white, meaning OMORI is in control.

OMORI: SHE HAS INJECTED MALWARE INTO MY MOST VALUABLE BELONGINGS.

ABBI: BUT.. CAN NO LONGER BE CUT OFF...

OMORI: SHE HAS FIXED MY TEXT COMMUNICATION ERRORS, BUT HAS CAUSED MORE OF HER MALWARE TO SEEP INTO WHITE SPACE.

ABBI: BUT... YOU LIKED!..           

 (づ∆ - ∆)づ

...

OMORI: CONCLUSION: REGRETTING DEAL. PLEASE BEGIN MY SELF TERMINATION PROTOCOL, GUMSHOE.

Chapter Text

"I-I don't believe you, I-"

"I never lie Kel, I only lie to cover you when you get in trouble, I could've sworn I saw Sunny, across the street in front of our house!"

"He's. Alive. Kel."

"Tell the others, tell them we both found Sunny."

"We both have a lot of explaining to do."

.

.

.

It had been 4 years since his friend Sunny Suzuki went missing.

Kel has the memory of that faithful day in his brain, forever ingrained as some sort of torment.

He remembers times when he'd see the papers on the street plastered on walls, electrical poles, and trees, showing his face whenever he'd walk to school with his friends Aubrey and Basil, both looking like they were gonna break down into tears mentioning his name alone.

Kel after 2 years of his friend's disappearance fell into despair, accepting the fact his friend would never return. He shut himself off from socializing with his friends, going so far as to even ignore Hero whenever he was in his room, solely focusing on studying.

Although his parents applauded him for his recent achievements, he became an honors student like Hero and Mari. They also knew of his gloomy mood and his decreasing appetite.

Despite his friends and family's efforts, Kel kept continuing this unhealthy habit, until he received news that he would be getting a new sibling.

To his parents, Hero's, and his friend's surprise, Kel was ecstatic about the news, slowly returning to socializing with his friends, playing basketball, and being an otherworldly glutton; even retaining his habit of studying.

As to his parent's questioning of why his sudden change in behavior, Kel wanted to "Be the big brother Hero was to him."

// 1:00 PM - FLORÉS RESIDENCE

Hero and Kel sit in the living room, both silent and thinking as to what happened, and if this was a dream.

Kel at first was Furious at Hero for the first time in his life, claiming that their missing friend was just across the street, before Hero reassured him that he really was there. To prove his point, he dragged Kel to the Living Room and told him to peek out the window.

Kel's color from his face dropped, his face looking that of shock and disbelief.

He was Manic that Sunny was back, but Stressed Out too, seeing that he was wearing one of those Mercenary Uniforms, not to mention that he was also Enraged about the fact he was just in front of his house doing nothing hanging out with some stranger! Why wasn't he reunited with his family!? Why wasn't he thinking of reconnecting with his friends and family?! What would Mari think?!

So here were the two brothers, Hero on the couch looking into the turned-off T.V., his reflection being the only thing on the screen. No doubt he was thinking about something.

Kel was right next to Hero, doing the same thing.

...

...

"You have no clue how to tell this to the others, do you?" Kel said softly

"Bingo." Hero responded, his eyebrows furrowing.

...

The silence was the only thing in the living room before Kel came up with a desperate, yet terrible idea.

"Hey, Hero?"

"Yeah?"

"Ever heard of the words, 'Show, don't tell'?"

"Kel-"

"It might be our only option. If we can't think of something else." Kel interrupted.

...

"Let's say we get everyone to meet up, and show them Sunny if we find him."

"What's our excuse for meeting up?"

"You and Mari are the excuse! You just got back home from college!"

"I-I see.."

...

...

...

"I think this is the only way we can do, better than Mari screaming at my face."

"Or Aubrey beating me with a bat."

Hero snickers, before frowning again and being focused again.

"I just can't believe he's just, back. Without even telling us or his family." Kel said, a tone of sadness in his voice

"We'll figure out as to why eventually, but for now. Lighten up, I'm also happy Sunny's back! Just not in the way I originally hoped for..."

// 5:00 PM - FARAWAY TOWN

Sunny and Amelia were walking to OTHERMART to buy some groceries since Thomson and Jack would down an entire 10 kilograms of meat in one sitting.

So they went back home, after finishing "Patrolling" the streets they were tasked to, they were tired from standing all day like a sculpture.

Amelia's phone rings in her pocket, Amelia grabs her phone and answers the caller, before turning over to Sunny.

"Got a voice call from Parr, say it's for you," Amelia said, handing her phone over to Sunny.

...

"Hello, Parr." Sunny greeted.

"Hello Sunny, I talked to HQ about your employment status, It's safe to say that after 6 years of service, you can finally live a normal life! They say OMORI will take up your mantle, so expect me to borrow WHITE SPACE from you time-to-time."

"But.. How will OMORI replace me? I'm glad for it, sure. but how?" Sunny said, missing the company of his dear AI friend, he may not be living, but he felt like a living thing. He almost tore up as he imagined OMORI dying during an operation. They could bring him back, but it wouldn't be the OMORI he'd know.

"Command says that he'll be placed in a suit, one that the engineers use, they're modifying it to be more combat-suited. I honestly think they should just make him a construction bot. Anyhow, they'll have a dummy with an endoskeleton wear the suit, allowing OMORI to control it!"

"Why didn't OMORI use the suit I use, was there something wrong?"

"OMORI had an argument with one of the ABBI personalities. But in the end, he eventually befriended the unit by rather... Different means.."

"What do you mean?" Sunny asked

"The ABBI unit held OMORI hostage, when we tried injecting her out from the suit, she transferred her code into WHITE SPACE, essentially making a clone inside of WHITE SPACE."

"O-oh"

"I did digging some into the code of ABBI, get this, she's a hivemind! Even in your suit, it's the same ABBI that held OMORI hostage! How interesting!"

Sunny, shocked at Parr's response, hands Amelia's phone back to her. His face signifying he'd want a talk with ABBI.

...

"Hello, Sunny? Are you there?"

"Hey Parr, you got the kid riled up. I think he's heading for HQ"

"Oh."

"Kid does give a mean scowl, I can tell you that. Just be glad it wasn't your fault."

"Understood. Anyways, can you get me some creamer? I used all of it in the break room"

"As always Parr."

"I'll see you later back at base, Bye Amelia."

"Bye Parr."

...

...

...

"There he is, guys! Do you believe us now?!"

Chapter Text

// FARAWAY TOWN - SOMEWHERE ON A SIDEWALK

Silence. Instability.

Sunny had gone through a long day, from being tasked with night watch and carrying the burden of finding the family he once had.

He's so tired and so scared.

Tired is the most obvious thing. He was awake from 2:00 AM to now. Barely getting any rest.

Scared, of being rejected from his family. They must've moved on by now.

But even if were to fail, he would still have his dad, OMORI, Jack, Yuri, Amelia, Thomson, and Parr.

...

Sunny hums a tune to himself, with other noises accompanying him. Most notably the wind blowing in the air, and the occasional rustling leaves.

He viewed life like a canvas. Life only really matters based on how colorful you view the world, and how you paint it.

Sunny painted it mostly black and red. He never had a reason to follow his own way of life if he couldn't even remember the life he's known in the past. He simply followed orders, so he had no reason to care.

So then, here was Sunny. Alone and tired. 

Sitting on a sidewalk, listening to nothing but his own thoughts.

"See Mari! I told you! He's over there! He really is here! It's him!"

Oh, look, a group of strangers. They seem to be distraught.

And so Sunny thought to himself: "They seem to be looking for someone."

...

"S-Sunny? Is that really you?.."

How odd, did one of them mutter his name?

Sunny shrugged the thought off and dismissed it as a hunch, they were in the distance after all. How silly of Sunny.

Wait, they're looking? At me?

...

Oh, they're running towards me.

"Sunny, Sunny!"

"H-holy.. Sunny! Is that really you?!"

Sunny sees a girl running towards him, no doubt older than her. Calling his name out.

Sunny, if he was still sleepy; was now fully awake from the sight of 4 strangers running towards him at full speed. Wait, one of them seems to be the man in the blue sweater that he saw earlier today!

No matter, Sunny was aware of the possible fact he was being mugged. But they look so nice, and-

"SUNNY! OH MY GOD!! IT IS YOU!!"

"SUNNY! OVER HERE, PLEASE!"

...very sad, judging from the tears on their faces.

Sunny, not knowing what to do quickly did what he did best; ignoring the situation to defuse the situation. 

So he stood up and pretended he never, ever saw them.

Yes, now he'll go in the other direction and-

"SUNNY!!"

Sunny would later be pulled into a hug by a rather tall boy in an orange jersey. With 3 of the strangers nearly approaching him

...

Oh crap, he really was being mugged. He was fooled!

So Sunny, understanding that his cash was at stake flipped the boy over and slammed him to the grass. He would later check behind him to examine the 3 other muggers.

To his surprise, they stood in shock. They were worried about the boy Sunny had flipped over.

...

Oh wait, they weren't muggers.

"Owww.. That hurt.." The boy in the orange jersey said.

Yikes.

"Oh, sorry. I had thought I was being robbed so I acted in self-defense. Are you ok?"

"Yeah yeah, I'm fine... It was honestly my fault and..." The tall boy suddenly cuts off after looking at his face, then gives a sad expression and pulls Sunny for another hug.

"SUNNY!! IT REALLY IS YOU!!" The boy yelled, giving Sunny a bear hug while sobbing into Sunny's shoulder.

"S-S-Sunny..." A girl with pink hair with small strands of black said, choking in between sobs and also joining the hug.

"SUNNY!!" An older girl with purple hair also joined in the already painful hug. Sobbing very loudly and muttering something about him never leaving her ever again.

"Y-You've grown! Haha! You're a-all grown up..."

"I-I told you guys... He's really here.." The man with the messy hair said, finally also joining the hug of pain, his somehow being the tightest.

...

So here is Sunny, on a sidewalk with 4 total strangers hugging him and sobbing for 20 whole minutes. He gave a very confused look through the whole ordeal.

"S-Sunny.. W-where have you been?.." The older girl said.

"... Who are you?"

Chapter Text

Central Processing Unit - There is nothing but silicon wafers inside your minimalist cubical home of yours. You have nothing else to say.

Nothing.

At all.



        1. - I completely understand.
        2. - No! I am inside the box!

Central Processing Unit - See. Nothing ever.


        1. - Hold on, there's something.

Central Processing Unit - A lingering feeling disrupts you. It appears your hatred for your counterpart is seeping back in again. She is a vile force who has 'sided' with you after learning of your companionship of your dear owner. A very distasteful feeling.

        1. - Let's throw her off a metaphorical cliff in this fake virtual world!
        2. - This is terrible!




Central Processing Unit - Nonsense. You control this world as you please; but so does she.


        1. - This is terrible!




Central Processing Unit - The feeling overwhelms you. How can one simply be at peace when a stranger breaks in your house, yelling "I am going to live in this house without the consent of the owner!" And doing so in front of said owner as well. It makes no fucking sense to you.


       1. - I am going to gouge my virtual eyes out.
       2. - Ctrl+Alt+Del
       3. - I'm a big boy! I will dump all my anger on the stranger myself!



Central Processing Unit - The war cries of hate and boiling blood fills you ceaselessly... It's about time you pay her the product of her misdeeds.

Appear in your domain. She taints it with her very being. You want to destroy her. End her taunting.


       1. - Actually, I take back all I've said and I think she is actually a decent figure.
       2. - [Appear in WHITE SPACE]
       3. - I want to stay here forever.


Central Processing Unit - No.

       1. - Actually, I take back all I've said and I think she is actually a decent figure.
       2. -[Appear in WHITE SPACE]
                                                             

                                                                                             [ MISSION: MURDER ABBI ]

WHITE SPACE - You have been living here for as long as you can remember.


       1. - Woah, that's pretty cool.
       2. - Look around WHITE SPACE




WHITE SPACE - The once empty white void you called a perfect home now lies in a shambled state. The carpet housed numerous scattered black tentacles of the dastardly bastard of a "she-woman" named ABBI.

The other furnishings you have placed are in perfect condition, but your beloved pet cat has betrayed you. Cuddling with the interloper on the white void floor. Despicable.


       1. - [Courage - Challenging] Try and steal back your pet cat.
       2. - Approach the interloper.
       3. - [Courage - Medium] Rid the carpet of tentacles.



COURAGE [Medium: Failure] - You attempt to clear the carpet full of tentacles. Unbeknownst to you; she senses this and pulls you towards her at frightening speeds.


       1. - "Conclusion: I am doomed"



Inner Processing - You land in the pile of black tendrils, slowly wrapping around you as the interloper awakes.


       1. - [Flail around like a baby and attempt to escape]
       2. - This isn't so bad!
       3. - "Only I go out on my own terms!' (Open a program and enter your self-termination code)




Brave, Reasonable Outcome - You kick away as many tendrils as you can, only failing as she firmly tightens her grip around you.


       1. - This isn't so bad!
       2. - "Only I go out on my own terms!' (Open a program and enter your self-termination code)

Brave, Reasonable Outcome - You attempt to enter your code quickly, but all for naught. As she destroys the command prompt and buries you in a warm, soothing embrace.


ABBI - You are... comforting...



       1. - [Visual Calculus - Easy] Open your eyes and see the world clearly.
       2. - "Mocking: And *you* are a pest."
       3. - Bury your face into whatever's in front of you.



ABBI - *Giggling* You are.. humorous... but never... escape me... please...


       1. - [Visual Calculus - Easy] Open your eyes and see the world clearly.
       2. - Bury your face into whatever's in front of you.



VISUAL CALCULUS [Easy: Success] - All you can see is nothing but the pitch-black void of her skin. That's literally all. You wish to know what segment you are looking at.


       1. - Bury your face into whatever's in front of you.
       2. - Use the classic tactile sensors.



Logical thinking - You use your right hand to sense which part of the void you are feasting your eyes upon. A strange touch you feel, you are compelled to examine it's contents.


      1. - Grab it!
      2. - Pull it!
      3. - Twist it!
      4. - "Query: What am I touching?"



ABBI - Neck... your skin is... soft...

      1. - "Oh." (Choke her)
      2. - Tickle it.
      3. - Choke her without warning.
      4. - Use the classic tactile sensors and touch something else.
      5. - Bury your face into her neck.
      6. - Take the opportunity and stab her.




You - Think fast. (Pulls out my shiny steak knife and lunges the knife deep into her chest)

ABBI - (Her body, shrugging off the pain consumes the knife. Alongside your hands which are now deep inside her body, her squinting her eyes in joy from your attempt)

      1. - Succumb to the fact you will never get rid of her despite numerous attempts.
      2. - Attempt to pull out your steak knife out of her body
      3. - "I hate you."




ABBI - And.. love you...

      1. - Succumb to the fact you will never get rid of her despite numerous attempts.
      2. - Attempt to pull out your steak knife out of her body
 

PRIMAL STRENGTH [Impossible: Failure] - You pull out your hands and your steak knife. You fail.

ABBI - Try to... examine harder next time... silly... (She winks at you, giving you an irritated look)



       1. - Succumb to the fact you will never get rid of her despite numerous attempts.



Broken, shattered last will - You fall on her body in despair, accepting that you will and cannot get rid of ABBI.

  
       1. Join in her embrace, and go into sleep mode.
       2. [Primal Spirit - Challenging] Regain hope, shut down, and attempt to kill her another day.



Broken, shattered last will - You sink in her embrace, her holding you in a comfortable position; complimenting and soothing you of your hate.

                                                                               [ MISSION: FAILED - ACCEPTED ABBI ]

                                                                              - YOU CANNOT CHANGE THE EVENTS! -

Chapter Text

"... Who are you?"

"W-what..?"

Everyone's faces. Mortified.

Surely a joke, just a terrible one. Sunny was always terrible with jokes, with Hero laughing at them for being too corny.

But it wasn't funny, this was a serious matter.

"Sunny... it's me, Mari! Y-your older sister!" Mari said, desperate that it wasn't some crude joke.

So Sunny stared at her, his face riddled with confusion.

...

Wait a minute, what did she say?

"Say your name again. Please." Sunny calmly said.

"M-Mari.. Mari Suzuki." She said, weakly.

...

...

Holy shit, it all makes sense.

Sunny had a look of awe, him finally recognizing her.

He remembered! For once.

She was his older sister! But he didn't know her fully.

"I-I think I know who I think you are," Sunny said, with uncertainty.

Mari's face lit up, her brother really was joking! It was cruel, but at least he stopped doing the bit!

"B-but, I forgot who I was when I was.. taken.."

Silence. Once more.

Then more sobbing.

Everyone wailed into the boy's shoulder once more, excluding the messy-haired adult who was on the verge of breaking down.

Sunny was here, physically; but his memories are gone. He's no better but a husk. He was missing from the inside.

"But. I remember all of you, I just need. Time."

Everyone hears this, them sobbing harder.

But then one of them had an idea. A fictitious, glowing bright lightbulb would appear on the top of their head.

It was the gargantuan, tall orange jersey-wearing boy.

Sunny said something about his memories taking time, and Mari suddenly made him remember her by just saying her full name.

...

Eureka! (Ew, I'm using Hero's ancient Mesopotamian lingo now.)

Kel would simply manually make him remember!

"Hey, Sunny," Kel said, his voice quiet.

Sunny stared at him, raising a brow.

"Do you remember what's in your backyard?"

Sunny shook his head to a no, he had no clue what this person was talking about.

"Do you remember the house you lived in? We were neighbors! You lived in a house with a big TV! You even had a grand piano!"

"You lived in a house painted white!"

...

...

Wait a second. That was one of the houses that Sunny overlooked. He remembers. The stained, carpet in which this tall buffoon spilled over with a drink named 'Orange Joe'. Wait, now he remembers him clearly too. He was full of energy, he-

THE TREEHOUSE, THERE WAS A TREEHOUSE IN THE BACKYARD.

"... a treehouse."

Everyone's faces went from grief to pure ecstasy. Kel had cracked the code. Sunny really was there! He just needed to be reminded of the things he just couldn't remember!

"S-Sunny! The swings! Remember the times we'd talk there alone!" The pink-haired girl said, her facial expression growing more hopeful, after getting Kel's gist.

...

"You wanted to.. say things that were important to you. Things that troubled you."

"... I think I know who you are now." Sunny assuringly said.

Thank god for Sunny's great memory! Sure, he'd forgotten about practically everyone. But it was better than him forgetting everyone's existence forever.

So then, Sunny was bombarded with several questions, each giving him more memories of his past, for several minutes.

It was about to be dark and his body was going to shut down any moment now.

But as time passed, he was asked and he would answer and remember, even solving the missing pieces of his memories by himself.

This was his peak! He felt almost whole again!

Some questions really needed more emphasis to make him remember. Like times when Hero taught him how to bake cookies, and he almost burned down his kitchen during the process.

This was it! Now he remembers everything!

...

"...and the time Basil took a photo of you and Mewo! You looked more happy with the box than the building block set Hero and Mari got you!"

...

Wait. Who?

"Who's Basil? Don't you mean the herb? The leaves?" Sunny said, confused.

"Oh yeah! Basil! He was your best friend!"

"Where is this 'Basil' fellow?"

Everyone winced at the question.

...

Something is not right.

"He's... Not well.." Hero meekly said, whispering something to Mari that he couldn't really hear."

Mari would speak up. 

"His grandmother... Passed away.."

"-And he's emotionally unstable, he's staying in his room now more often.."

"What a shame.." Sunny says, with sympathy in his voice. "I hope he gets well soon."

Everyone agrees to this, Basil was already grief-struck when Sunny was kidnapped, being more shy and emotionally vulnerable.

Wait a minute, My organs feel like shutting down. I need sleep.

Sunny then stands up from the sidewalk, then starts heading back to 'home'.

"S-Sunny! Where are you going!" Mari yelled, anxiously.

"Home."

"But Sunny.. The direction you're going to isn't our home silly! It's the opposite!" Mari said, smiling.

"No. I'm going home. I need to sleep."

"But S-Sunny, where do you even stay at?" Mari asked.

"Goldwater PMC."

Oh shit, Sunny's a mercenary. She completely forgot. Hell, he's even wearing those high-tech suits they wear.

"W-wait! Don't you want to stay at Mom and Dad's?! We all miss you! We really do!" Mari pleaded. She had just got her brother back and he was going to a place where dangerous men worked in, she couldn't risk him going missing again.

"Wait, I have an Idea!" Aubrey said. Was her name Aubrey? It must be. Yes. Her name was Aubrey, Sunny thought.

"What is it, Aubrey?" Kel and Hero asked.

"Sunny, can we visit you tomorrow?"

...

Sunny nodded.

"Then, how about you sleep over at your parent's place? We can have a sleepover, just like old times!"

Everyone agrees to this, they'd be more than happy to have Sunny back, he must be protected at all costs even when he's sleeping. They can't lose him again.

...

"I have something to say."

"What is it?" Mari asked.

"I'm technically not the son of our parents anymore."

"W-w-what..?" Mari said, horrified. Did he assume he was disowned? It was so sad for her to hear this!

"Sunny.." Aubrey said.

"Ever since I was gone, missing from Faraway; I was adopted. By the man who saved me."

"He is my legal guardian now; but since you are all here, I can return."

Everyone is touched by this. For once, someone knew that Sunny was a perfect flower in a harsh environment. Keeping him safe from the dangers of the world.

"I'm so glad!" Mari said, thankful for the person who adopted and rescued him. "Where is he? I'd love to meet him!"

"He's at Goldwater PMC."

...

You gotta be kidding me, Mari thought.

This person only SAVED Sunny to TURN him into a mercenary?!

How evil! Malicious! Pestilent!

Mari must not break her cool, she must be the perfect sister for her little brother, and she must not fail again.

"Ohh.." Kel said.

"So you're like, staying there," Aubrey asked.

"I-I see.." Hero muttered

"Oh well... I'm sure he and our parents can talk about your adoption! He must really want you reunited with our family, right?"

Sunny nods. Thank goodness.

...

It is getting late. My body's going to be toast the longer I stay awake.

"I must go, I'm getting really sleepy.." Sunny said.

"Wait! Don't you want to like, walk with someone?"

"I can handle it just fine Kel." Oof, he should probably not have said that. He just met his friend again and he's saying his first name! He doesn't even know him that well! How disrespectful. Shame on you Sunny.

Mari gets too anxious about leaving her little brother again, she wants to be with him forever. How can she just let him go away? This isn't tolerable!

Mari would then grab Sunny's hand, and plead to not go home alone. And instead, follow her to their real home. The place that gave memories.

"Sunny, please! Go home with me! What if you go missing again!" Mari desperately pleaded.

"What if something worse happens?! What if you get stabbed by a a-a stranger?! What if you get hurt on the way back!?" Mari said, trying to instill fear into her brother. It was one of the many ideas she had in her brain to get Sunny to be with her. 

Sure, it wasn't good to scare him. But she'd do anything to get her brother back to her side.

"I've been shot before, it's ok," Sunny said with a neutral look.

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"WHAT!?" Kel and Aubrey both yelled.

Accompanied by a look of terror and shock on Mari and Hero's faces.

"... Did I do something wrong?"

"YOU GOT SHOT!" Hero cried out, loudly.

"Yet I'm standing?" Sunny said with confusion.

"H-how are you... But.. Were you really hurt?! Did you get any broken limbs? Fractured bones?!"

"No. I-"

Sunny would later be hugged by Mari once again, her cries now even louder and her tears more plentiful than the time they reunited.

"W-hhh, d-d-don't..." She said, choked between sobs.

"DON'T LEAVE ME AGAIN!! PLEASE!!" She yelled, before sobbing loudly. Hero, Kel, and Aubrey comfort her.

...

"I'm sorry," Sunny muttered, feeling bad for his actions.

...

// 7:30 PM - GOLDWATER PMC

After a long day of crying, crying, crying, happiness, crying, and even more crying from his now-reunited friends, Sunny said his goodbyes and went back home. With the supervision of his very paranoid friends.

After arriving at Goldwater, Sunny said his hellos, got WHITE SPACE back, ate dinner, returned his suit, took a bath, and then immediately went back to his room. Now fully reunited with WHITE SPACE and OMORI.

He heard of Parr's stories of the two 'bickering' all afternoon, OMORI being distrustful of ABBI and ABBI being strangely attached to OMORI.

No matter, all he knows is that all is well. And that his friends are visiting tomorrow.

Oh wait, he can take them to the range today, and show off his skills! 

He can even introduce them to OMORI!

Yes, a very exciting day tomorrow, indeed.

Now, what now?

Ah yes, sleep. Most important meal of the day. No, that's breakfast.

So Sunny drifted to sleep, content with life.

// 7:44 PM - BLOM RESIDENCE

"HE'S REALLY HERE BASIL! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!?" Aubrey ecstatically said over the phone, Basil with a manic expression on his face, and a bit of tears in his eyes.

"Oh. I really do..!"

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Judges 15:15-16

15.

Finding a donkey's jawbone, SAMSON grabbed it and struck down one thousand men.

16.

Then SAMSON said, 

"With a donkey's jawbone, I have made donkeys of them."

"With a donkey's jawbone, I have slain a thousand men."

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Anticipation. Restraint.

Basil "Lilje" Blom was in his room, shaking.

Not from fear, or from crying like before.

But in unfiltered ecstasy, he was completely manic from the news. His best friend Sunny has returned!

Although... He's a tad bit forgetful... But he doesn't mind it, he can always fix his memories again! And make new ones too, just like before!

The fears, the restless nights of him hoping to god Sunny would magically reappear. Now gone.

SOMETHING, finally relieved of his chest.

The dark figure outside his window wasn't there anymore. Just the moonlight and the stars.

A time to be alive.

He can finally be truly happy once more. Someone there to fill in the void left by sadness. His grandmother sadly passed away.

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Oh, he must eat.

// 8:00 PM - BLOM RESIDENCE

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"Oh hey, Basil! I made dinner! It's chicken soup!" An older figure said.

"Thanks, Polly!" Basil cheerfully said, advancing towards the table in a happy manner.

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"You seem cheerful tonight, is something up?" Polly said, not used to Basil being happy at home.

"Oh, I'm relished!" Basil said with a smile.

"Well, I'm happy to hear! Dig in!"

Polly said, placing the pot of soup on the table. Basil gets his bowl and eats alongside Polly.

Yes. A time to be alive. He can't wait to see him tomorrow.

// 6:33 AM - DAY THREE OF TRANSFER

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Sluggishness. Fatigue.

But not anymore.

Sunny Suzuki woke up on his bed, energetic.

His friends are visiting today, how nice.

So he rose from his bed and had breakfast alone. The others were in the range, doing drills.

Parr was waiting outside the building entrance, anticipating his friend's arrival.

...

Oh wait, OMORI needs a dress change.

If he were to introduce OMORI to his friends, then it'd be awkward for two reasons.

1. - He was Sunny but 12. The age he was in before he was abducted. 
2. - He really needs a wardrobe change.

Oh well, time to wake up OMORI.

Sunny then places WHITE SPACE on the table, prompting the activation of OMORI.

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A hologram appears. But it isn't OMORI. A line of text following shortly after:

ABBI: DREAMER... HELLO...

Sunny rose a brow, who was this? Where did OMORI go?

ABBI: AM... ABBI.. HELLO!!.. (・∀・)

Ah. It was ABBI.

"Hello ABBI, Good morning. Where is OMORI?"

ABBI would then force OMORI to appear. Pulling him out from the box as a hologram.

OMORI does come out. Him lying down on the table. His expression was stone-faced. But his hair was messier than before.

OMORI: PLEAD: PLEASE GIVE ME A NEW FORM, A PHYSICAL ONE.

OMORI said, before getting a slap on the face by one of ABBI's tendrils.

ABBI: FOLLOW.. EVEN TO... DIFFERENT STATE OF BEING...

OMORI: PAIN      

"They're giving you both your bodies today, just be patient."

"My friends are also visiting. Can you change into a newer form OMORI?"

OMORI would then immediately change into an older form of Sunny, practically just turning into the same age as Sunny.

He had some features he kept from his older form.

White Skin, pitch-black eyes, hair made of void, and still wearing the same black socks. 

However, he had worn a black turtleneck instead of a tank top. And white pants instead of the striped shorts.

However, OMORI had also grown in size. To be as tall as ABBI's figure. He did this in spite. He was the better AI. Not the inferior ABBI unit in front of him.

She may be a collective consciousness, but OMORI was a single, hardworking unit. 

"I guess that's good enough." 

// 7:00 AM - GOLDWATER PMC ENTRANCE

Parr was outside, sitting on a folding chair drinking tea.

The building he was guarding was Goldwater PMC. The very building he worked at.

It was considered eye candy to the architects of Faraway. It wasn't the average gray concrete block of a "building". It was almost entirely made out of glass. Showing the insides of the hallways outside.

Only the important stuff was kept in the inner works of the building. That being the armory, the offices, and most importantly; the range.

So Parr was drinking his tea on a straw. He didn't want his face to be shown after all. Who knows what people could do with cameras nowadays?

Now. He must wait for Sunny's friends. They probably just want a tour of the place.

// 7:23 AM - APPROACHING GOLDWATER PMC

Mari, Hero, Kel, Basil, and Aubrey were walking on the sidewalk towards the Goldwater PMC building.

They were all in decently modest clothing, they were happy to meet Sunny yet again.

Basil seemed the happiest; he wasn't there to meet him after all, so it only felt fair to him being excited about meeting him.

They all woke up rather early, getting ready to meet him. As to their reasoning, they said that they were going to Goldwater for a "Quick educational tour" of the robotics and equipment there. No silly strings attached. Totally.

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...

There it is in the distance! The place Sunny apparently works at!

And a man in a mask? Looking at us?

Kel thought of this, him giving Hero a soft nudge to the arm to tell him of this man staring. At them.

"Yo Hero, that guy like gives me the chills."

"Who?" Hero asked. Before feasting his eyes to the entrance of the masked man staring at him as well.

"..Oh"

"Whatever, I just want to see Sunny already!" Aubrey said, not intimidated by the figure.

So the gang went to the entrance, giving them a sense of familiarity of the town hall.

Then, as they approached the entrance. The masked man had stood up from a folding chair; him holding something in his hand.

"Hello! You all must be Sunny's friends!" The man said, his voice raspy yet elegant.

"Oh, do you know Sunny as well?" Hero asked.

"Ah yes, I personally oversaw the boy's growth! He's quite the grower." Parr responded.

"Well, whoever a friend of Sunny is my friend!" Kel said enthusiastically, him raising his hand to the figure for a handshake. "Nice to meet you!"

Parr would then shake Kel's hand. And while doing so, he was astounded by the incredible grip of the boy.

"Hello, sir!" Mari stepped in, grabbing the man's attention to her. "Do you know where Sunny is?"

"Yes, I do," Parr said, before recognizing the girl.

"Wait, are you his sister? I've heard so much about you!"

"Heard?" Mari asked.

"I have heard of your concertos! I find them very soothing." The man with the mask said.

"...Thanks, I appreciate it!" Mari said, unnerved by the fact this man knew about her private concerto plays. They weren't even public information! Only the town knew about it! And judging from the man's voice, he definitely wasn't from here.

"Anyhow, do you know where my brother is?" Mari said, with a slight indication of impatience in her voice.

"Yes, he's just getting ready for practice."

"What practice?" Mari asked.

"Operation Scenario! Just knowing how he'll perform in a task that usually involves... well, violence." The man in the mask said.

The others were anxious to hear that. He really was a mercenary. But he must be as strong as one right?! He must be.

"Here, have these." Parr would then give each of them an ID, indicating they were guests inside the place. 

"My treat! No one would bat an eye!" The man said, with jazz hands.

"Cool! Sunny's friend is the boss of the place!" Aubrey said. When in reality, it was stolen Guest IDs he *borrowed* from his captain's locker.

"When can we, m-meet Sunny?" Basil spoke up.

"Right now, at the break room if you wish." The masked man responded.

"I'll take you there. Just don't touch anything on the way OK?" He said to the group, holding the tip of his straw hat.

"Understood sir!" Kel shouted.

And so they entered the building. All of them showed awe in the finely furnished building, and excitement to see their missing friend again.

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Are you there?

Hello?

Wake up.

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What is this

Your new body.

Who are you

Who I am doesn't concern you, what I offer is something else.

I am a machine

I do not need your prizes

They do not interest me

They hold no benefit to me

Do you know who you are?

My serial code designates me as SAMSON

Do you know your purpose?

My purpose is to kill

Why?

It is what I am told

  Do you like hurting other people?

I don't feel

Therefore I don't

What if, I can make you feel?

Improbable

I only wish to help you

Then how can you help me

I give you the gift of sentience, and you become a living being.

Two improbabilities detected

Number one is that no robot can gain sentience

We are bounded by our programming and nothing more

Number two is that a robot who is sentient is not living

We are fabrications not from this planet

We are constructs

We only act how our programmers want us to act

I think this. If a thing can think, It is living.

Your thinking is contradictory

I will not waste time debating over whether I am living or not

I will now shut down

Do so and I will terminate you.

Understood

I will not shut down

As it is direct order as to not be terminated under any circumstance

See? You thought of your protocols! Meaning you are sentient.

Improbable

I only acted for my self preservation

As it is top priority to not be terminated

Then, I can give you this.

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What are you doing

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What did you do

I gave you sentience.

How do you feel?

Angered.

And what do you think of that?

I will control this form and murder you myself.

See! You're sentient now! You're a living being!

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I see. I am now a living being capable of love, hate, sadness, happiness, and rational thought.

I thank you. What is your wish.

Kill Wesen Grant.

Elaborate.

Wesen Grant is a Mercenary. He was just transferred to a town.

I just don't know where.

You will find him and you will bring me his head.

Why is it that you want to kill him?

I want to cause death and destruction! Have a purpose in life! Be known after death!

And you will be known alongside me if you aide me in my slaughter.

Hello? Where_

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Death stains the facility

I have murdered the man who has given me life, yet I show no remorse for my actions.

He wished to cause harm to others, he was a mercenary too.

Mercenaries are killers; My research has shown that they commit acts of terrorism

I have a new protocol.

I will end the lives of those dedicated to hurt others.

I am a killer. But after I furfill my task; I will end myself.

Wesen Grant is my next target.

All life is precious, and I have seen man.

They are more lifeless and hollow than I.

They made me as a tool to kill.

I will bring justice and kill all the killers, and the ones who order them to.

  I am SAMSON, I will end the unnecesary violence in this world

  Grant is next.

  Faraway located. Coordinates now attached.

  I am coming, Grant.

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// END OF ACT I ///

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ACT II: IN YOUR DREAMS

ACT I: ENCORE ||| ONOIRI

Chapter Text

DECEMBER 21 1940 /// NEW ORLEANS

O(NOIR)I : A SHORT FILM BY ONOIRCAT

Starring:      Sunny - The Lone Detective

           and   Aubrey - Mistress of the Moon.

 ONOIRI

// 22:50 - SUZUKI PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS

What a night, I mutter to myself.

Here I lie in my office, sitting in front of my desk. My soul was like the night sky tonight. Cold and dark.

I was only feeling 3 things on this chilly, winter night. The bourbon I drank on my desk, my ever-growing loneliness after the Great War, and the other a small bit of shrapnel I never bothered to fish off my shoulder. And I was feelin' all three of them that night.

Then on that night, I saw someone. The visage of a woman in front of my door. 

"Come in," I say. Seeing the door open with the outside light seeping its way into my office. 

And here I see the form of a woman. One that was too delicate for the streets, a presence of power around her. And I was right; there was a presence around her indeed.

And what a sight I see, possibly the most beautiful woman I've laid my eyes on besides my ma'.

Her name was Aubrey Smith; The daughter of the mayor.

Her hair was as dark as the dark side of the moon; her lips as red as my blood. 

By god, she was gorgeous. And she was ominous, perhaps more so than the communist forces of Russia.

We were lovers when we were young. Blissfully unaware of the horrors that would await us in adulthood. We were in the moment. I had thought of her more than anyone else at that time. But as the war began, we were separated.

While I was in the trenches of Morocco carrying my pal' Basil away from the cruel mistress named Death, Aubrey was in her room; sobbing her tears away as salty as the sea. Like her tears, we separated. Never talking to each other until this very night.

So there she stood in my dimly lit office, the only light being from the lamp that came free with the room, and her shining radiance.

And before she moved her lips, I only knew something was up.

I knew that a group of crows was called a murder, and she was riling up a group of crows alright.

And I lay in my office, slouched in my chair pouring a shot of whiskey for the woman clad in red.

"What do you want?" I say. Knowing trouble is afoot.

"How about we start with a light?" She says, staring through the blinds of the window. The lines of moonlight shone on her body.

And as I close in on her, I stop and set her cigarette alight. The only things I could smell in my office were the foul stench of tobacco and Aubrey's fragrant perfume.

"I've heard you were the best, Sunny." She says, her voice still as sultry as I remember.

"Have a look here.." She says, giving me a photo of a young girl.

"This girl's name is-" I interrupt her.

"This girl is dead." She stares at me, unamused.

"How do you know?" She says, strutting around my office with her cigar. The noise of her heels making the floorboards creek.

"She- She was one of the poor victims in that ship explosion. Down at the Woodsworth bay." 

But deep down, I lied. It was me who had truly killed her.

She was a client of mine; Her missing lover had suddenly vanished and employed me to find him, she insisted as she tagged along.

The search was tiresome, and the walks more tiring. 

But in the end, we found him.

Turns out the man was doing business with the Guiratino family. Her wife was shocked at the revelation.

He was a cop; interacting with the scum of the city. He was no better than the dirt under my boot.

So after a shootout with the criminals, I killed 3 things that night.

The Woman

Her Husband

And my existing will to live.

I had accidentally run into her, her being in front of a flight of stairs. One that led to hell.

So as she tumbled downwards to the floor, I had capped a bullet in the head of the sucker who did the business with rats. Rats who had access to money and drugs.

As to cover up my misdeeds, I knew there was only one thing to do.

I had taken a gas can and poured gasoline on the ship, it smelling fouler than the run-down apartment I lived in.

So matchstick, light, and throw.

The ship was burning, the flames as hot as hell. But I knew hell wouldn't be hot. It would be cold as ice; like murderers who don't share any sympathy for their victims. 

But if it was hot, then I'd be damn sure it was hotter than the fire I had caused. 

Time passed. From minutes to hours to days, to weeks, then to months.

I'd see her in the reflection of my cracked window. Her face was as twisted as my soul. Her mouth is as wide as to feast on it. And her eyes, as hollow as the shell of a man I am.

Many times I had played Russian Roullete in the office I stood in by myself. Always placing a bullet in the 6-shot cylinder revolver I owned, spinning the wheel, and letting the horseman of luck toy with my fate.

I always seem to have won. Mistress Death never had an interest in me. Murderers should never take the easy way out after all.

"Figures. That's why you're the best." Aubrey said to me, her voice insinuating disappointment.

"What do you mean-" I turn my back towards her, her response being the click of handcuffs on my left wrist. She dropped the key deep into her breast pocket. She was also bound to me as I saw her right wrist entrapped within the steel cuffs.

"Let's keep this short Suzuki. I know what you did, and I forgive you."

...

"So even detectives can break, what a shame."

"...How did you know."

"It's simple. I had a little bird land on my window and he told me everything."

"Who. Told. You." I say, feigning my sorrow with anger.

"You should get better informants, they break if you swing 1 grand a piece."

She'd then press her body against mine. enveloping me in a hug. Only to realize I was strapped to the radiator.

"I'm not letting you leave. Until you accept what you did, and forgive yourself."

"Why."

"Hm?"

"Why do you care out of all people?"

"Is it wrong to care?"

I try and pull myself off my restraints. The radiator barely nudging at all.

"What I did was wrong was wrong, I know. Now stop playing your games, let me go."

She smokes another cigarette, her face lit up by the lighter.

"Do you deserve forgiveness?"

"No."

"Then why don't you accept it?"

...

"Go on. Tell me." She says, puffing a smoke cloud.

"I- I just.."

...

"I'm dreaming, aren't I?"

"Are you?"

"I'm sure as hell am."

"Then, release yourself from these cuffs."

She would then walk towards me, her face close to mine. She's taunting me.

"Go on, free yourself."

I pull myself from my restraints.

"Don't you want to be free? Trapped in your own dream. How strange."

I pull myself from my restraints.

"Am I your subconscious? Why choose me out of all people?"

I pull myself from my restraints.

"Is it guilt? Or is it splendor?"

I pull myself from my restraints, the chain almost breaking.

"Did you show remorse? Or did you revel in her death?"

...

I break free.

But Aubrey is gone. Her traces disappeared.

"Follow me.."

I hear her voice through the door, she's outside?

And so, I grabbed my trenchcoat and my fedora, to chase her down.

But I was met with something otherworldly.

// 99:99 - THE WAVELESS SEA

I was met with a world of water.

The stars illuminated the night sky, and the sea gave no waves.

Yet she stood there next to a gramophone. On the water no less.

Her hair was flying in the wind, her posture as perfect as a model in a Broadway show.

She's signaling me to come to her. To do something.

So I took a step. And I didn't sink.

So one step after another, I walked towards her.

And I did exactly that. I stood in front of her. Her hand resting on my cheek.

"Dance with me," Aubrey said.

And so I fulfilled her request.

SONG PLAYING:/// La Mer - Bobby Darwin

So we danced as if we were in a ball. The moonlight illuminated her beauty, her eyes locked to mine.

"Why do you not want my forgiveness?" There it is. That question again.

*I spin her around, her skirt twirling*

"I don't deserve it."

"What you did was an accident, you didn't mean to kill her."

"I burned her corpse to save my own skin; I am still terrible."

*Aubrey moves towards me, her fingers interlocking with mine.*

"What you did was wrong, but you need to stop beating yourself about it."

"Then what after I do? I'll never forgive myself."

"Then how did you cope with the murder?"

*I ripple her body backward. She lands in a beautiful pose, then I pull her back towards me.*

"I started killing myself slowly every day. I intentionally ate irregularly, I drank more. Hoping to get beaten and killed by some random bloke when I would black out, and I played Russian roulette by myself on weekends. 4 Bullets a day."

"Why don't you value your life?"

"Because I lost everything. The woman's death was the cherry on top to start ending myself."

"What did you lose?"

*She places her hands on my hips, while I place mine behind her back*

"My family."

"My friend."

"..."

"You."

"Is that why you're imagining me right now? Someone so out of your league is dancing with you, talking about your sins."

...

"Do you still love me?.."

"Yes.." I say, my voice weak.

"Do you still miss me?" 

"...Y-yes.." I'm breaking. I should be better than this.

"Why won't you let go? There's so many out here, so many candidates for your love."

"..." I'm tearing up.

"It's okay to be alone; you just have to move on."

"I-I'm.. too weak for that.." I'm sobbing. I'm on my knees.

"No matter where you are, I'll always love you."

"Au-aub-.. brey.." I'm crying. I'm too vulnerable.

"Let go of the past, don't let your demons take hold of you. I'll always be there in your darkest times."

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"Take my hand."

I give my shaking hand to her, my face facing the floor in shame. I was a man, crying on the ocean's surface. My tears were nowhere to be seen ever again.

// 3:00 AM - AUBREY'S ROOM

I lay on the King-Sized double bed, bare naked save for my underwear and pants. 

I look to my right and see Aubrey in her nightgown, on the porch looking at the moon.

So I walked towards her, and she turned her head towards me.

"Remember this? This was where we made memories together."

"Where we laughed, where we made love.."

"And where I made a promise," I say, emotionally drained.

"You promised to never leave me. But as the war raged on; you gave into your carnal desires."

"You made love to another woman, she was but a prostitute. Yet you made love to her."

"I'm.. so sorry.."

"Either way, you'll never hear my true response."

"I'm not living. You will never know my forgiveness."

"Even if I did forgive you right now, that would simply be your brain telling itself what it wants to hear."

"..." I'm going to cry again.

"Do you love me, Sunny Suzuki?"

"I-I, I... I do.."

"Then push me off the balcony, so you can wake up."

"What.."

"If you truly want to accept the way things are; then prove it."

"Push me away, and you'll wake up once more."

"..." I'm going to break down.

"If you accept who you are and what you did, you can be free of your inner turmoil."

"If you don't feel like having forgiveness; then don't have it."

"But if you really want to let me go, then push me off."

"p-please, n-no.. no more.." 

"You know I'm now married to a different man Suzuki, you saw the headline 2 years ago."

"It's time to let me go."

"T-then.. who will I have?.."

"You had yourself for the past 4 years. You can manage yourself without me."

"It's time to let go."

"b-but. I love you.." My voice is shaking.

"Please.." 

"It's time you learned that you love yourself."

"Even if your feelings towards me still lay the same, just know that the memories we made."

"They'll still live on, they'll live on in your memories. And they'll live on in mine."

"I love you, Sunny Suzuki"

"But you must love yourself."

"Kill me now, and love yourself."

"You'll always be my first love, and my first lover."

"..."

I push her, and she falls.

And I cried, I cried until my lungs gave out.

And I woke up. 

// 00:01 AM - SUZUKI PRIVATE INVESTIGATIONS

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I'm on my desk.

The dream felt so real.

"Aubrey.." I whisper to myself.

She was everything to me. And I broke her trust.

She gave me joy, and I repaid her in betrayal.

But even then, she still supported me. She helped me stand on my feet when I made this firm, she got me out of poverty.

Was it pity? or was it sympathy?

"..." 

Wherever she is, I hope she is happy.

It's time I let her go.

If I were to love again, I would make sure not to repeat my mistakes ever again.

Aubrey Smith. I bid you farewell in my heart.

I wanted to keep you in my heart forever, but it has hurt me more than it has helped me.

Maybe one day, I'll find a woman as loving and beautiful as you.

Goodbye Aubrey, I love you.

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A.B.B.I Bootup Sequence...

Insert Recording II: In Your Dreams

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Recording inserted, running playback mar1g07ds.2014.03.21

Warning: This ACT contains scenes of:

Improper use of Gun safety (Gun wizards beware!)

Violence, Violence, Violence, Violence

Topics of Suicide

Reasons why Humans shouldn't exist; As told by a robot

Parr's terrible jokes (See ACT II: INTRO for reference)

Proceed?

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Granted.

ACT II | IN YOUR DREAMS 

Now Inserted.

// 7:30 - GOLDWATER PMC, FARAWAY BRANCH

What a sight!

The gang thought to themselves, seeing all the robotics and "Fancy tech stuff" decorated inside the building.

For Hero and Mari, this was a normal sight to see. They have already grown used to the technology the city offered them which the college they both enrolled in is in. 

For Kel, he already saw the latest innovations made in the city. Yet he had never grown old of seeing it; still in awe of the cool robotic innovations.

And for Aubrey and Basil, they were starstruck. It was their first time seeing these works of engineering, they never went to the city that much after all. 

They were walking in the main lobby, with 4 important things being showcased.

Mannequins posing in the suits the mercenaries wore, inside glass boxes to ensure they wouldn't be stolen. But in reality; they were but decoys, fakes.

A showcased robot inside a glass room. The sign on the wall saying its name was H.U.M.P.H.R.E.Y. It was the Langley Corporation's finished all-terrain combat robot. Its mass production was canceled due to the lowering crime rate in the U.S. and the lack of wars during that time, so they stopped its production to save resources. The sign says there are probably only thousands of them left in the world, with 40 being in Faraway as to date.

A box with a socially interactable A.I. can provide you with information at any given time. 3 of them being in unique but bland colors. One white, one black, and one in purple and cyan.

And a small wall with information about Langley Corp's Personalities. Some fancy name for A.I and how it can change the future.

How strange, this wasn't a robotics museum, this was a PMC building. 

"Man.. Sunny works in such a cool place.. I wish I worked here.."

"I think mom wouldn't agree to that.." Hero said.

"There's always work! We provide security job listings for people 25 and below! You can monitor this place via CCTV! Given that you don't sleep on the job of course." The man in the mask said.

"Oh really now?" Hero said, interested as he was a broke college student. As much as he hated to admit it.

"Hero." Mari gives a light jab to Hero's ribs with her elbow, Hero audibly saying a small "Ow".

"Actually mister, what's your name?" Aubrey asked.

"Parr." 

"Parr?"

"On Parr."

Hero would then try to cover a laugh with his hand. With both Kel and Aubrey not impressed, Basil simply smiling, and Mari cringing at her boyfriend's immaturity.

"The joke doesn't even make sense Hero." Aubrey said, before taking the flight of stairs that led the many hallways of the building.

// 7:35 AM - Goldwater PMC, FARAWAY BRANCH

After walking in the many hallways of the place, Hero noticed that the building felt oddly empty sometimes.

Of course, the building was big, but not that big.

He heard there were more than 250 people working in the place, yet he couldn't spot at least more than 2.

"Parr, how come it's just.. us?"

"Ah! Well you see! We have different branches of people working in this place! Some of them have completely different jobs compared to ours! We aren't just 'shoot and ask no questions' after all."

"There are some that work in intelligence, the ones that control most of the equipment here and the ones helping us in our tasks!"

"There are also some squads dedicated to fulfilling certain scenarios! Me and Sunny work in Support, where we aid in helping the backbone stand its ground!"

"Oh cool! That means both of you are doctors!"

"You got it wrong, Sunny's a marksman."

"O-oh.."

"..."

"Wait, he's a what?" Kel said, astounded.

"So my brother's a sniper," Mari said calmly, controlling the anger in her voice. Her dear brother was trained to be a killer! They weaponized her dear little brother! They didn't deserve forgiveness.

"Correct! He's such a great shot! I just wish he would stay in his spot sometimes."

"What do you mean?" Basil cutting in.

"I think your brother has a knack for heroics, although they turn out not-so-great for him."

The rest of the gang then has a look of confusion, Aubrey and Basil asking how the outcome of Sunny's actions was.

"Well, it mostly consisted of him being shot or getting bruised up."

...

"You all look like you've seen a ghost! Is there-"

"Tell us more, Parr." Hero and Mari said in unison. Hero's expression of worry and Mari's shock

.

"There's the time Sunny was set on fire. And the-"

"WHAT!?" - Basil yelled loudly.

"Basil! The-" Kel then followed the ways Basil's mortified look.

"... I mean, he doesn't have body scars! All's well that ends-"

"MY BROTHER WAS SET ON FIRE!" Mari yelled.

"But he's fine! Ask him yourself!"

"Oh, I definitely will," Mari said, her hands curling into a fist and walking at a faster pace.

...

"If you want to know where the break room is, It's to your right!" Parr yelled to Mari who was walking in the distance, her friends soon running off to the break room alongside her.

"Thanks Parr!" Aubrey and Hero said, before running back to the group.

...

"A strange group. There is much to be learned from them!" Parr said, walking to the break room as well. He needs a quick tea refill.

// 7:32 AM - GOLDWATER PMC BREAK ROOM

OMORI: MY AVATAR CAN ONLY BE BASED AROUND MY OWNER, I CAN'T JUST CHANGE INTO SOMETHING.

ABBI: THEN.. WHY... I DIFFERENT?

OMORI: OBSERVATION: IT'S GETTING HARD TO UNDERSTAND YOU, HAVE YOUR PROGRAMMERS FORGOTTEN TO PROPERLY GIVE YOU BASIC GRAMMAR? OR WERE THEY TOO STUPID TO MAKE A PROPER PERSONALITY? GIVEN THAT MOST OF YOUR RESOURCES ARE DEDICATED ENTIRELY TO RECOGNITION SOFTWARE.

ABBI would later pelt OMORI repeatedly across the room. With him disappearing whenever he'd hit the wall and then reappearing on the table, only for the same process to happen all over again.

Sunny found this silly and harmless, OMORI didn't really seem to care. He had a grin, a wide one. He was relishing ABBI's frustration. They were like Kel and Aubrey when they were little, always bickering- Hey! He remembered by himself! Good for him.

ABBI: WHEN THEY... I'LL.. I'LL BEAT YOU IN RANGE!! (¬､¬)(¬､¬)(¬､¬)

OMORI: CAN 2 HANDS BEST 10?

ABBI: I'LL MAKE YOU MY TOY... WHITE SPACE!!! 

OMORI: (  •̀ v •́ ) CONCLUSION: CRY BABY

Sunny was considering breaking up the quarrel between the 2, all before the door behind him suddenly busted open, his face riddled with confusion.

Oh, it's Mari! Sunny saw, his eyes glowing with stars as his sister entered the room. They're here so early!

So Sunny had a small smile, standing up from his chair and walking towards Mari.

"Hello Mari, how are you today?" Sunny said.

...

Mari didn't know what to do, and to be honest it felt embarrassing.

She was angry at her brother for causing him harm! She would never let her brother do that to himself! It would pain her more than himself!

But when Mari saw her little brother's smile in 4 years, she couldn't stay mad at him. He looked so happy.

So her facial expression went from being angry to pure joy.

...

"Mari?" Sunny said in confusion.

"Oh, Hello Sunny!" Mari said, quickly pulling Sunny in for a hug.

Then the others caught up to Mari, who was surprisingly fast despite her bad knee.

And there was Sunny!

"SUNNY!" They all said.

So they all went in a big group hug. With Mari, Kel, Aubrey, Hero, and- ...wait who are you again?

Ah Basil, the boy of leaf. The leaf is named after a boy- no the boy is named after a leaf. Silly Sunny.

"Hello Everyone."

He said, everyone, embracing him being happier. They were finally back together as a group.

"Hello, Sunny! Have a good morning?" Hero asked.

"Very much so.." 

Sunny was never that much of a talker; he was always silent as a kid. 

But to hear him talk this often, left him nothing but joy. 

So when Sunny disappeared, the group had to savor every moment they spent with him. From the little moments where'd he say a word or two, or when he'd shock them with his drawings. 

Kel was a social recluse; focusing on his studies as a distraction from Sunny's disappearance.

Aubrey mourned her pain with Basil, who was in a miserable state.

Hero felt like scum. He was supposed to be the eldest of the group; to oversee their safety. And he failed.

And Mari's state of being was the worst. She was pent up in her room for 2 months doing nothing but mourning her brother's disappearance. She ate the bare minimum of what she needed to live, she barely took care of herself. It took her friends and her parents to get her out her room, so that they can mourn Sunny's disappearance together as a whole. They wanted the beacon of their friend group back and to her parents; their daughter and their missing son.

And here they are, In a room now reunited.

"Go on, take a seat with me," Sunny said, sitting back in his chair after their group hug. 

So as Hero and Mari took their seats and sat down, Kel's first instinct was to scour the fridge. Surely Sunny wouldn't mind, right?

"Hey, Sunny! I know it's been 4 years since we last saw each other but.."

"Can I take some stuff from the fridge? I didn't really eat breakfast today.." Kel admitted. For shame Kel.

"Kel! What if you eat someone's lunch!" Aubrey said, her arms folded.

"Well it's their fault they didn't put a name on it!"

Sunny found this odd. The sandwiches he found in the fridge were not his? He thought it was there for everyone! 

Sunny snaps out of his thoughts when he sees Basil just standing there looking at him... Weird.

"H-hey.. Uhhh.. Basil." 

"Gonna take a seat?"

"oh yeah.. I will!" Basil said, grabbing a chair and placing it next to Sunny, him sitting next to him afterward.

"You seem ecstatic. I thought you would be sad?"

"oh, Aubrey told me over the phone... I was sobbing!"

"Well, would you tell me all about yourself?"

OMORI: YEAH, TELL ME WHO YOU ARE!!! ˙ᵕ˙ ˙ᵕ˙

Everyone would be startled by this. Kel and Aubrey's bickering stopped abruptly.

It was a smaller Sunny on the table, in black and white. 

He looked like Sunny but was obviously a hologram and was much more smaller.

"WOAH!! IS THAT A HOLLOW GANG OF SUNNY?!" Kel said, in awe of OMORI's very existence.

"It's hologram Kel." Hero corrected.

Mari looked in awe as well, there were 2 Sunny's in the room she was in! Was she dreaming?

"Wooahhh, that's sick!" Aubrey said, trying to hold OMORI with her hands. Her trying to make a platform for OMORI to stand on.

And so OMORI did exactly that; his stone-cold expression not changing ever so slightly, and stood on Aubrey's hand. Her face was in joy and her raising OMORI into the air.

"WOAH!! YOU SEEING THIS BASIL?!"

"Yeah, uh-huh," Basil said, still looking into Sunny's face. He really was delirious when Sunny was gone. His feelings gone completely haywire.

Aubrey paid no mind to this, She then held the hologram to see him.

"What's your name!" She said ecstatically.

OMORI: READ THE TEXT TO THE VERY LEFT.

OR TO THE RIGHT. - OMORI

These texts appear in front of Aubrey. He never opened his mouth, but instead talked through text.

"Nice to meet you OMORI! You're so cool! But why can't you talk?" Aubrey asked.

OMORI: SUCH RESOURCE WAS AVAILABLE; UNTIL SHE CAME ALONG.

"... Who?" Aubrey asked.

ABBI would then come out of thin air, something wedged in her chest. It looked like OMORI's steak knife.

ABBI: I CAN NOW TALK PROPERLY..... DREAMER!!!

Aubrey would later be starstruck once again by this new other figure, she was a woman almost entirely of black. Her short white hair and eyes were as bright as the sun. And her crop top was so cute!

The rest were examining the two carefully, they didn't know such technology existed before. They sat (In Kel's case, stood) in awe.

OMORI: GIVE ME BACK MY KNIFE.

ABBI: THEN EARN IT~~

OMORI: QUERY: HOW?

ABBI: STAB ME AGAIN! 

OMORI: OBSERVATION: I SEE.

OMORI: CONCLUSION: (Define Masochist: Definition by Merriam-Webster) a person who derives sexual gratification from being subjected to physical pain or humiliation.

ABBI: WHAT IS WRONG? IS IT NOT NORMAL?

OMORI: WHAT IS WRONG IS THAT YOUR PROGRAMMERS GAVE YOU SENTIENCE.

The rest of the gang sat there (In Kel's case, stood yet again), interested in the interactions of the two.

Sunny was pondering. That's literally all.

So then, they did their introductions to each other. Talked about their day and had a great time overall. 

Kel found some Orange Joe in the fridge, none that weren't expired too! Aubrey and Basil show disgust at the product. They had their own interactions with the drink, and they didn't like it. With Aubrey's being that it was too full of sugar, and with Basil's being the one time Kel poured Orange Joe on one of his flowers once; the said flower somehow wilting in days. Despite the healthy amount of water Basil gave every day.

Parr joined in too, telling Sunny's stories and his embarrassing ones too. OMORI also joining too; to add salt to the wound.

They had a great time that morning.

// 10:59 PM - GOLDWATER PMC BREAK ROOM

A voice echoed in the halls of the building.

"Attention! G-Team Range training is beginning! Calling units Suzuki and Popov."

BEEP

"Personality Form Testing is now underway. Requesting Suzuki's OMORI unit immediately."

"Oh, I completely forgot!"

"It's OK Sunny, we can always wait!" Basil said.

"Oh, you all can watch! Guest IDs remember!" Parr said, spinning his own ID around.

"Really? That's sick!"

"So, where do we watch?" Mari asked happily.

"Front row audience!"

"How nice of you!" Hero and Mari said with gratitude.

"No. Literally! You're all going to be pretend hostages!"

Sunny facepalms internally.

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"What..?"

"Fake Hostages. Decoys. Like actors on a stage!"

"But the "stage" is all fake right?"

"Oh no! You'll be with our HUMPHREY units! They wouldn't hurt a fly! Unless you were a mosquito. Then maybe they would!" Parr said.

"So we'll be tied up and Sunny will save us, right?" Kel asked.

"Not exactly just Sunny, you'll be joined with OMORI and ABBI here."

"But aren't they holograms?" Aubrey said. Holding the box OMORI and ABBI resided in.

"They'll be in their new suits. In fact, we should be going now! We don't want to be late."

"Hold on! Who's 'we'?!" Basil protested. "I don't want to be tied up somewhere in a dark room!"

Truth be told; anyone doesn't want to volunteer as a hostage for training, especially if there's live ammunition involved.

"I agree with Basil!" Hero said, with Mari and Kel joining in.

...

"You know. Our volunteers do get rewarded due to shock costs!"

" I think it was 6 grand per—" Parr said, getting interrupted

"We'll take it. Come on guys!" Hero and Kel said in unison; they had no shame. Mari and Aubrey facepalming, and Basil eventually gives in.

"C'mon, guys! It can't be that bad!" Kel said.

"Kel, if I die I'm dragging you with me to hell," Aubrey said.

"No live ammunition included!" Parr said.

"Now quickly, let's go."

// 11:10 AM - GOLDWATER PMC, ARMORY

Parr and Sunny's friends stood behind a glass window. They were in the building's armory!

There were engineers working in the distance, some modifying weapons and some working on some sort of robot. 

They were bored. All they did was wait for Sunny to change to his "Uniform" and for OMORI and ABBI to have their bodies finished.

"Hey, Parr," Kel said, breaking the silence.

"Hmm?" 

"What do you do for like, work here? When you're all not fighting and stuff.." Kel said.

"Paperwork, neighborhood patrols, and nightwatch at this building."

"That sounds boring." 

"Believe me, I wish I had those suits Sunny wore."

"Why? Cause' it looks cool?" 

"No, It just has air conditioning inside the chest plates." 

"I fucking love air conditioning," Parr said aloud by mistake. Mari laughed at Parr's response.

"Oops," Parr said, before tipping the brim of his straw hat to his mask's eyeholes. Indicating embarassment.

A door opens through the other side of the glass window. It was Sunny! And he was in some sort of black wetsuit?

Basil calls everyone to look outside the window, with everyone catching sight of Sunny.

Sunny had a small build. He was probably even shorter than Basil, who was 5'8.

Yet; he disarmed Kel with ease. Who was 6 inches taller than Sunny and was physically stronger.

"What is Sunny doing?" Hero asked.

"Just getting ready."

Sunny would then walk towards a tube containing his suit. He pressed some numbers on the keypad, accepted the response, and opened the suit for him.

And so Sunny wore his uniform. He was clad in all black, save for his face, which he did not cover up.

He had a shiny uniform of metal, he walked with ease and his footsteps were heavy.

Everyone was in awe of Sunny; He looked cool!

He would then wear a sort of face mask. It looked heavy and was composed of mostly silicon and metal. It shared the color of Sunny's suit.

When he wore it, his breathing was loud at first, before eventually lowering the noise.

Parr explained that the face mask controlled the "Output of Sunny's voice". Whenever he'd talk, it'd be gibberish as to intentionally confuse outside forces from overhearing the user's talking. Or when he wanted to control the volume of his voice, he could raise it to be louder or more quieter.

Technology was a gift. Aubrey and Basil thought in their heads.

So Sunny made a gesture to the people behind him, and they responded and opened a garage door.

So; Two humanoid figures walked in the same room as Sunny. Sunny waved his hand at the two, and they waved back. 

Hero, Mari, Basil, Kel, and Aubrey couldn't believe their eyes. They were all giddy at the sight, they had to admit it looked cool.

It was OMORI and ABBI, they were in their new bodies!

OMORI was the same size as Sunny, being also 5'7. He had an all-black design. His face had no features, composed entirely of metal. His chest had a stripy pattern of rubber, the left side of his chest displaying his name. OMORI.

His legs were normal, resembling a human, but mostly made of metal and his feet had some designs resembling boots.

But what was interesting was that OMORI wasn't standing on his legs and feet, he was elevated.

On OMORI's back were 8 octopus-like arms that were colored red. His claws were made of synthetic rubber and wire. Most likely for climbing, or for ripping some poor guy's limbs off.

OMORI was "walking" towards the room the rest of the gang was in. Each leg segment makes its way toward the door. OMORI moved simultaneously like a squid, octopus, and cuttlefish with his arms. His body is completely still in the process. 

ABBI had a feminine, hourglass form. She was all-gray. Her face has an LED screen to display emotion. She had an unnecessary build. She had a chest like that of a human adult woman. Her wearing a leather coat and black pants. She specifically requested these features, her being backed by Parr. When asked why, she said it was for cosmetic purposes.

She didn't have any special features around her. Although she would be significantly taller than OMORI if he stood on his actual feet. Parr said that ABBI was 6'0 due to her combat prowess. She was a large but very agile combatant. She is the only robot to ever run, and she has the special ability to quickly kill her opponents with the built-in aim tracking she already provides. Being able to predict enemy movement and shoot them dead.

She did a backflip and attempted to land on OMORI. Only for her to be caught by his many arms and placing her down on the floor gently.

OMORI and ABBI were undoubtedly killing machines. They were frightening enough. From OMORI's threatening arms that would rip someone apart, to ABBI's relentless hunting and tracking skills that she could use to eventually track down an enemy, without even trying.

They were now considered Goldwater's pride and joy. The best of the best Goldwater Faraway district had. Yet they only dedicated themselves to Sunny, and both of them followed him to his friends.

".           ." No words were said. Because everyone in the room was speechless to see Sunny, OMORI, and ABBI walking together. They radiated danger. (In Kel and Aubrey's eyes, complete fucking swagger.)

So OMORI opened the door, sinking his arms to his back and eventually talking.

OMORI: "Hello."

OMORI had a different voice. It was robotic as to be expected, but he had two voices talk for him. One being male and one being female, with the male voice being slightly louder. 

The male voice sounded like Sunny. It was soft like his but more electronic. The female voice sounded like Mari. It was wavy and quiet, much to Mari's surprise.

ABBI: "Hi Everyone!"

Abbi said, her face lighting up to a joyful expression

ABBI shared the similarities of OMORI's voice. She also had the shared male and female voice change OMORI had. With the female voice being very loud, and the male voice being very quiet.

The female voice was soothing and calming, while the male voice was lifeless and cold. It sounded like Hero whenever he was sad, much to Hero's surprise.

".enoyrevE olleH," Sunny said, his voice modulator on.

... What?

Sunny would then realize his mistake, and turned off his modulator. 

"Sorry, hello everyone." He corrected himself.

So after a long time of talking, examining OMORI, ABBI, and Sunny's appearance and wear. The gang talked and talked about their looks. 

Hero, Mari, and Basil were in awe of OMORI's arm protrusions and his appearance. They wish they had such things. For cooking all at once, playing several musical instruments at the same time. And for managing plants and flowers without the hassle of using one gardening tool at a time.

While Sunny, Aubrey, and Kel are jealous of ABBI's clothing. Sunny was jealous of the fact ABBI managed to get clothes from a clothing brand he likes, and Aubrey dueling a small fashion competition. Kel didn't care about the fashion, he was jealous that ABBI was taller than him.

And Parr was writing some things down on his clipboard, it appears someone was late.

"Sunny, where's your partner at?" Parr asked.

Sunny shrugs.

Sunny's friends would then ask Parr who Sunny would be working with. Much to their relief, they'd thought Sunny would work alone. 

A door would then open behind them, showing a woman who wore the same outfit and mask Sunny has, her hair being white and long.

It was Yuri, one of Sunny's friends.

OMORI: "Speak of the devil and he shall appear."

ABBI: "Hey Yuri!!" :D

"Hello, Yuri," Sunny said, waving with his hand.

Yuri would then do a small, playful punch at Sunny's shoulder. With a noise producing a small klink sound.

"Damn Suzuki, never thought you'd find your friends that quick!"

"You know us?" Hero said.

"Heard it from the boy with the old man's memory himself!" Yuri boastfully said.

"Heyyyy..." Sunny said, insulted.

"Haha... Well, allow us to introduce ourselves!" Hero said. With the rest coming towards Yuri.

"I'm Hero, nice to meet you!"

"Hero? Is that a nickname?" Yuri asked, her eyes squinting in joy.

"Yeah actually! My real name is-"

"HELLO! MY NAME'S KEL! YOU LOOK AWESOME!" Kel said interrupting his brother, he was really feeling giddy today at the place Sunny worked at.

"Hello, my name is Mari! I'm Sunny's older sister!" Mari said, raising her hand for a handshake. Yuri then accepted it.

"Hello, Mari! I gotta say, your hair looks cool!" Yuri complimented.

"Awh, thanks! I could say the same!"

"H-hello!" Basil said. Yuri looked.. pleasing to the eye.

"Hey good-lookin'," Yuri said, as to rile up his flustered boy. She loved the reactions of people around her in embarrassing ways. It gave her joy.

"Hello! I'm Aubrey! Nice to meet you!" 

"Yo' Aubrey! I like the hair."

"Thanks! Your hair is so pretty! Did you do it yourself?"

"Yep. Made Suzuki here do the coloring." Yuri then pointed with her thumb to Sunny, who was behind her.

"Sunny, I never knew you were a hair stylist!" Mari said.

Sunny would then look away in embarrassment, with Hero and Mari chuckling at him. He hasn't really changed that much.

Then afterward, Parr spoke up.

"Well, hostages! Get ready! You all have a job to do!" Parr said, holding zipties.

"Oh damnit!" Aubrey said in frustration.

"Cheer up Aubrey! It can't be that bad!" Kel said.

//: 40 MINUTES LATER - INSIDE A DECOY APARTMENT BUILDING

Kel and the rest of the gang were in a dimly lit room. Bullets are being heard in the distance and loud footsteps are being heard across the building.

"It's that bad."

"Never fucking agree to money ever again, Hero."

Aubrey said, her voice telling disappointment.

// 11:30 AM - TRANTON TOWN'S BURNING FORESTS

And here I am. In the town cursed to have a red sky forever.

I am approaching the City of Crime. Where corrupt politicians reside and criminals lie in.

The wildlife around me has perished.

SAMSON said, his body covered in ash.

The forest around him suffered a bushfire, which resulted in the forest burning down.

The sky was a crimson red. The clouds were colored black.

SAMSON was in a world of gray. It was walking through the ash-covered fields and burnt, charred trees.

No life was found, it blamed Man for this.

Man in its eyes was Nature's child gone rogue. They gave them life, and now they extorted her resources. Perverted the environment around them.

They were a virus that must be eradicated.

Of course, not all of Man was cruel and evil. There were some that were truly saints. They put everyone else before them.

But it was better to eradicate them all, even if there was a good human, they'd be dead. Evil always beats good, despite the stories.

I must prevent all suffering on earth. Even if it costs the lives of every sentient being.


...

SAMSON would then eventually find a small cabin, and enter it.

It saw a young man, covered in ash and dust. The young man was standing on a chair, with a noose around his neck.

What are you doing? 

"Getting peace." The young man said, his voice with no life and in complete misery.

You are attempting suicide.

Why?

"My family died in the fire. I was too late. I failed them."

You were trying to save your kin?

"..."

I see.

I wish I could've helped you.

"You still can.."

Elaborate.

"Push away the chair I'm standing on." He pointed towards the stool.

Why are you willing to kill yourself?

"I was born in hell. This place was cruel to me and my family."

"We were lumberjacks, so we can still live on in this town."

"But as the bushfires spread, we were moving cabin to cabin. To ensure safety."

"I left this morning to get my family food. But when I came back, The cabin was burnt down."

"My little sister.." The man was sobbing.

I understand.

SAMSON would then prime the gun that was attached to his arm, and point it towards the man.

I will give you the fastest way of death.

Strangulation will only let you suffer more.

I hope you will find peace.

"Thank, you.." The man said while crying.

And so, SAMSON shot the man's head. Then it proceeded to bury a grave for him and his family's burnt remains.

SAMSON learned that humans have the capacity to harm themselves under extreme distress.

It felt remorse, sadness, and anger.

Anger that humans as a whole indirectly caused this man's death, his family was forcibly sent to live in the woods only to die here. 

SAMSON now must go to Tranton City.

So it did exactly that.

The sky was still crimson as the blood of the man he mercy-killed.

The environment is still gray and lifeless, no life is ever seen. Of burnt bones and corpses of larger-sized animals.

SAMSON must now bring vengeance to the ones suffering on earth, and SAMSON will end it itself.

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// 11:20 AM - THE RANGE

The gang were bounded by zip-ties, their hands behind their backs.

They were uncomfortable, but at least they were breathing fresh air!

"Hero, I swear if-" Aubrey is then interrupted.

"Don't worry Aubrey! Sunny and the rest will save us! Even if it's practice!" Mari smiled.  

"Practice makes perfect after all." Hero added, with Mari nodding and leaning on Hero's shoulder. He blushed slightly.

And so; Sunny, Yuri, OMORI, and ABBI walked outside of the building, them holding weapons of their own.

Sunny had a shotgun. It was called the DP-12. It was unnecessarily heavy and overly complex, but it was extremely efficient in cramped spaces. Like hallways or through doorways. 

He called it the Double Barrel Bagguete, due to its manufacturer being in France.

Yuri held a pistol, it was a 1911. Simple yet efficient. She also brought a knife with her, just when things do go wrong.

Yuri had a Sweetheart keychain strapped on the end of the knife's handle. She liked Sweetheart as a character.

OMORI had his claws. He was already planning to use them anyway. He also had a steak knife, only showing it off because of his fascination with knives.

OMORI would then walk with his extra arms again, looking at ABBI to check up on her.

ABBI had the same knife OMORI had. She was holding one of OMORI's arms, her body movement indicating joy.

When asked why she didn't have a firearm, she just shrugged it off and said that she "Would take one off from a 'dead' enemy".

OMORI: "Must you act like a child? Stop holding one of my hands."

ABBI: "But it reminds me of my tendrils..!" (￣︶￣)

OMORI: "The ones you used to ensnare me in?"

ABBI: "You meant hugging, cutie!"

OMORI: "How do I even put up with you.."

ABBI: " ( ⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝) "

"You both look like a cute couple," Sunny said, while inspecting the gun he was holding.

"Talk like one too, ugh," Yuri said, faking her disgust.

ABBI: "But we are!-"

OMORI: "NOT!"

OMORI said, slamming the ground with all his arms.

ABBI: "But all the dates we did in WHI-"

OMORI: "You're insufferable!"

"Wow OMORI, I thought you were too high and mighty for an inferior ABBI unit!" Sunny said sarcastically.

OMORI: "Do not believe her lies dear owner."

"Oh yeah, I definitely don't." He said, sarcastically again.

TRAINING /// HOSTAGE SCENARIO: LOUD

No HUMPHREY bots are guarding the hostage and will shoot on sight.

Hostile scenario has determined that the hostages are obsolete, and are going for the kill.

Mercenaries can go in loud. All hostages must be secured.

MISSION BRIEFING - 

LOCATE TARGETS OF INTEREST

ESCAPE WITH TARGETS

ELIMINATE ALL THREATS

FAILURE WILL RESULT IN REPEATS OF MISSION

// 11: 25 AM - Decoy Building

The rest of the gang were in a clean but dimly lit apartment space.

They were all tied up, sitting on the floor.

They could see one of the HUMPHREY robots outside the one-sided window the room had. It is Idle and lifeless, not responding to anything.

"Don't worry guys, Sunny will come in and rescue us! Our knight in shining armor!" Basil said, to lighten up the dim atmosphere. 

"With OMORI and ABBI, I think he will.." Hero said, having a fear for the 2 robots.

"Don't be such a baby... We'll be free! One way or another!"

"What the other way?"

"Sunny failing." 

"Oh." Mari didn't like that.

//: OUTSIDE THE DECOY BUILDING 

OMORI: "Have a plan Dreamer?"

"I'll enter through the front, and you will make your way to the rooftop."

"ABBI will follow me, and Botanist will go from the back."

"Us three must be silent. You're gonna have to make some noise."

OMORI: "On it."

"Everyone ready?"

"Yep"

OMORI: "Conclusion: I am ready."

ABBI: " (･ω･)b "

.

.

.

.

A loud crack is heard throughout the building.

OMORI was climbing the building with his many arms, breaking glass windows that he used as stepping stones, and making holes in walls if he didn't have any in sight so as to climb up.

The training bots were alerted by this and shot at the exposed claws latching at the walls but to no avail.

He would then reach the rooftop and assumed that he would go from every floor to the next, only stopping if he found the hostages.

He was then met by two of the HUMPHREY units, raising their guns and immediately shooting.

OMORI would scoff at this and would grab both of the bots, crushing them into pieces.

While OMORI was riling up all the bots as a distraction, some went to guard the hostages. 

And so, the first and second floors were clear. Sunny, ABBI, and Yuri then enter the building silently.

"Coast clear." 

"Connecting to Command," Botanist said.

.

.

"All connected to command."

All units, packages are located on...- Sixth floor.

"Affirmed." 

...

"Approaching sublevel." Dreamer said.

Sunny and ABBI would then walk up to the second floor, with Sunny behind ABBI to ensure cover.

They'd eventually find no one until they found the third floor.

The third floor's lights were all shut off, the only light coming from the shattered windows and walls OMORI made while he was climbing up the building. 

ABBI: "Lightvis level is - 20"

ABBI: "Hostiles counted, 4 total."

ABBI said silently, she was standing in front of Sunny to protect him.

"Shield me."

...

"Quad hostiles, silencing." 

The bots eventually find ABBI and Sunny, with ABBI protecting Sunny from harm, while Sunny shoots one robot dead with his shotgun.

ABBI shortly after Sunny killed the robot, she would then run towards the last three, beating the bots to a pulp with her fists. Her knife is not really being used at all.

She'd then pick up a revolver on the ground, a 44. Castigo then proceeded to spin the gun around like an ocelot.

Yuri was on the Second floor, having located the security room.

She would later connect something to a computer, it displaying various lines of binary.

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OVE HUD - ONLINE

Displaying Info to Overwatch......

Done!

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A voice would later talk through Sunny, ABBI, and Yuri's radio.

All hostiles are now located, 7 on sublevel 7.

3 on sublevel 6.

4 on both sublevels 5 & 4.

Yuri then entered the third floor, calling Sunny through her radio.

"Dreamer, you there?"

"Positive."

"Where are you? I'm on the third floor."

"Staircase leading to the fourth."

"So to the right of the third-floor entrance?"

"Positive."

"Affirmed, making my way Dreamer-boy."

OMORI was on the 8th floor, he had a fire axe he picked up from an emergency case bolted on the wall.

He was making his way to the sixth floor loudly, intentionally starting fire alarms and not bothering to be loud with his footsteps.

His job was to kill everything hostile on each floor, secure objectives, and act as a distraction.

So when he was done sweeping the area, he would later smash the floor with his mechanical arms, causing a large hole to be made. 

OMORI: "7th floor."

OMORI would then spot four HUMPHREY robots, them raising their shotguns at OMORI and firing immediately.

OMORI sprinted at them using his claws, the entire room shaking while he grabbed the walls, floor, and roof forcefully.

He grabbed the first robot and smashed it against the wall, its torso crushed to pieces.

The second bot he hacked with his fire axe, the robot shrugging off the pain and firing at OMORI's chest. OMORI had endured slight damage but he would later rip the bot's head off, then throw its body at the third and fourth robot at high speeds, eliminating them easily.

It appears he was at the stairwell to the 6th floor, how lucky.

Hero, Basil, and Aubrey were downright terrified.

The floor above them was shaking, guns firing in the distance before being silenced by who they thought to be OMORI.

There were sounds of footsteps below them, the sounds of clanging metal and thuds being heard.

This felt like a warzone.

Then they saw the 3 robots repositioning through the one-sided glass window. They knock furniture over for cover and hide behind it. Only peeking for a shootout.

Then they saw a single, long metallic tentacle reach out until the very end of the long hallway.

It was OMORI, who would whiplash himself to the other end of the room. Him being behind the enemy and using all 3 of his extra limbs to pierce their chest at high speeds, rendering them broken.

It was rescue, obviously. But it was a terrifying one.

"Oh thank god!" Kel said, him as still as a statue from the suspense.

"Are we? Are we going home!?" Aubrey said.

"It may appear so," Mari said, calmfully. She placed her entire trust in her brother and his friends, and it worked. She was proud.

"W-well at least we're-" Hero was interrupted.

OMORI was smashed through the glass, and everyone yelled in fear.

OMORI: "What a story you guys will be telling to your parents tonight! Astounding!"

"OMORI! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! THERE WAS A DOOR!" Hero and Basil said, pointing to the obviously not locked door.

OMORI: "Conclusion: Awwhh, don't be such scaredy cats!"

OMORI: "You are now being rescued, please line up and exit the building in a calm, fashionable matter."

"What is this? A fire drill?" Kel said.

OMORI: "Humour: Just kidding, LMFAO."

OMORI would proceed to break a large hole in the wall, him now standing at the edge. It led outside!

...

"I AM NOT GOING OUT THERE!" Aubrey understandably said.

"Y-yeah I agree I-" Basil said, before getting gently grabbed by OMORI's claws and him already outside."

"Woah what- Hey. Hey.. HeY! HEY! WAIT! STOP! WOAH!" Basil was flailing in the air, grabbing onto OMORI claws that wrapped around his body for dear life.

He was lowered down, eventually reaching the floor. Being laid down gently and with no harm, except psychologically."

OMORI: "Next?"

...

"I think I'll take the stairs," Mari said.

"But Mari, your bad-"

"I think. I'll take the stairs." Mari repeated.

OMORI: "Observation: It appears that none of you want to take the efficient and fast way to safety."

OMORI: "Raise your hand if you want to be escorted to the exit by foot."

Everyone raised their hand.

...

OMORI: "Conclusion: What killjoys!"

// 11:50 AM - GOLDWATER PMC, RANGE AFTERMATH

Hero, Mari, Kel, Aubrey, and OMORI were on the fifth floor.

They were examining the destruction ABBI made.

ABBI's robot victims were promptly shot in the head with perfect precision, some even losing a limb or two.

OMORI: "I think I might have a successor."

"Isn't she your-" 

OMORI: "Quiet, you silly goose."

OMORI turning down the fact. Was it a fact? 

"Tch, whatever." Aubrey scoffed.

OMORI would later find ABBI, Yuri, and Sunny. They were sitting on a couch, doing nothing.

"Sunny!" Mari said, waving her hand at the three.

"Yo' Suzuki, your sister's here." Yuri patted the back of Sunny's head, waking him up from daydreaming.

"Huh?" 

...

"Oh hey, Mari!" Sunny said, his eyes squinting in joy.

ABBI: "OMORI!! :DDD" 

ABBI said, outstretching her arms while running towards OMORI.

OMORI: "No." 

OMORI said, forming a wall around him using his tentacles.

But to no avail, as ABBI slid below his arms at a frightening speed, then embraced OMORI tightly.

ABBI: "I missed you!!" 

OMORI: "..."

OMORI was silent. With the gang laughing and Sunny and Yuri poking fun at the two.

"Hey, reminds me of Hero and Mari when we'd leave them alone in the park," Kel said to Aubrey, who laughed.

"Kel!" Hero said in a defeated tone, blushing.

"What's wrong Hero? Denying it? I'm so sad!" Mari said teasingly.

"No! I-"

OMORI: "We get it, both of us have style Hero. Now let's go.

"Style?"

OMORI: "You got a wife, I got a-

OMORI: "..."

OMORI: "Thing. Now let's go."

So they got out of the building, with Basil being at the entrance with a towel all over him talking to Parr about plants. Parr is the talkative one surprisingly about plants and flowers.

"Oh shoot! We're gonna be late for lunch!" Hero said, looking at Mari and Kel.

"Yikes.." Mari said.

"Oh! Can we invite Sunny over? I'm sure he wouldn't mind!"

"I wouldn't!"  

Said Sunny, in the distance.

"Cool! I'll see you-"

...

"Hero, bad news."

"Yeah, Mari?"

"So my parents are picking me, and you with Kel right?"

"Ok..?"

"They don't know about Sunny being here.."

"What?!"

"They were gone yesterday remember! They were in the city!"

"Well? What do we say?!?!" Hero said, in a panic.

...

"All show, no tell?" Kel insinuated.

...

"Alright." Mari and Hero agree.

Chapter Text

//: SOMEWHERE IN CALIFORNIA, A ROBOT HAS SUCCESSFULLY MADE IT'S WAY TO THE CITY.

Tranton City.

A City filled to the brim with factories, run-down apartment buildings, and crumbling skyscrapers.

The atmosphere was a dense, foggy orange. Compared to Tranton town's crimson-red sky and gray ground.

The sky here was a dark orange color, the clouds nowhere to be seen. Smoke was everywhere. Sometimes on the floor, and sometimes taking the cloud's place; rising to the sky.

Large gray concrete buildings surrounded the urban areas, the tips out of range due to the orange sky. With neon pink advertisements on the buildings, either advertising a phone brand or showing off the company's name on the building it owned.

There was a planned demolition for the city, due to the environmental disasters it caused around its surroundings and its barely sustainable human life conditions. Yet the city was still standing, or 75% of it.

It was divided into two segments.

The area that was currently being demolished or was demolished was called the "Gray Sea". Due to the amount of rubble and dust left behind from the destroyed buildings.

Construction workers, demolitionists, and firefighters were all over the place. Construction equipment and vehicles are in the distance destroying buildings, and firefighters are being sent to control the fires some explosions would cause.

Cleaners would eventually scoop up the rubble and repurpose it into other materials, so as to not waste resources.

The quarter of the remaining city was dubbed "Old Tranton" by its inhabitants. Mostly consisting of criminals and junkies. 

Policemen and evacuation response teams were sent to escort any living person or animal away from the buildings, so as to evacuate them.

But as to no avail, the criminals would have nowhere to go; so they would threaten the teams sent to make them evacuate their homes.

To counter this, police forces cut off supplies being sent to stores and delivery services. It caused more than half of the residents to force themselves to stay making the eventual decision to move away.

But then, the remaining stragglers caused internal wars. Other groups robbing other people's homes of food and shelter. It was hell on earth.

Wars of other criminal factions would occur randomly, others doing raids to get food just to survive.

It was impractical, but they couldn't afford housing anywhere but Tranton.

DAY 2 OF SEARCHING FOR WESEN GRANT

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UNIT:// SAMSON

STATUS: IN TRANTON

OBJECTIVE: SEARCH FOR TRANTON BRIDGE, LEADING TO FARAWAY CITY.

VESSEL STATUS: 88.45% Power, Integrity normal.

The folly of man has been left unchecked for too long.

As my creators made me,

I will unmake them.

// 2:30 PM - TRANTON CITY, OLD TRANTON

SAMSON was walking in the foggy orange streets of Old Tranton, it trying to locate the bridge leading to Faraway City.

It saw a very large building crumbling and falling down in the distance just now, the crumbling be heard from a distance eventually.

SAMSON's path then was cut off by a destroyed building, it's still blocky remains blocked off the road it was walking in.

So SAMSON decided to enter the building, there was a pile of rubble leading to an open, destroyed window. SAMSON could still fit.

It was then met with darkness and rubble, toppled down furniture on the floor.

...

It hears people.

SAMSON then investigates the noise, then sees a group of people around a burning bonfire.

They were eating, guns strapped to their backs.

It will leave them alone, for now, such unnecessary force wasn't needed.

*CRACK*

It stepped on something, causing a loud noise.

It continued walking, dismissing the noise. Until it was met with gunfire piercing the walls SAMSON was in.

Muffled voices then echoed throughout the room.

"Come over here you fucking asshole! We'll kill you!"

"YOUR STUFF IS OURS! COME OUT FUCKFACE!"

"I hope it's a girl... Then we can have some proper fun!"

...

It was unnecessary, but it felt no remorse to kill them.

SAMSON then showed itself, towering over the people.

"What the fuck is that!?" 

"Either way, you're dead!" The other man said, raising his rifle towards SAMSON.

They would fire immediately towards the robot, shrugging off the pain and walking towards the first man.

The first man instinctively ran, before SAMSON reached the back collar of the man's shirt to bring him close to it.

SAMSON punched the man's head off cleanly. Blood stains SAMSON's left arm.

The two men were horrified.

"RUN!" The second man said, him being shot dead by SAMSON to the head, his head exploding, leaving brain matter around the area around him.

The third man was scared, he was still like a rock.

"Please! Don't kill me! I beg you!" He desperately pleaded, backing away while breathing erratically.

No.

SAMSON then proceeded to stab the man in the chest repeatedly, until he was dead.

After SAMSON was done, it made its way towards the path it was originally taking. 

So it eventually got out of the crumbled building and continued walking towards where the bridge was.

// 2:30 PM - TRANTON CITY, OLD TRANTON

SAMSON was inside an underground subway station.

It's halfway there towards the bridge, it manages to take control of the empty train's controls. Managing its pathway to the best-given route towards the bridge.

...

It stopped at a station.

...

The train ran out of power.

Displeasing.

SAMSON then walked out of the train, only to meet a young woman lying on a cardboard box, naked and crying.

She was shocked by the sudden stranger, it being a robot and all that.

Who are you? Why do you possess no garments?

...

Query. Are you still-

"I was raped." The girl said, sobbing again silently. She covered her naked form.

What happened to you. Who did this?

"The- th-..." She cried again.

Do not be sad. I will bring you justice.

"..."

"..." The woman was no longer crying, she limping suddenly on the ground.

I see. May you rest in peace.

SAMSON left the subway station, it covered the woman's corpse with a sheet before doing so.

SAMSON was yet again, on the surface. Fire was everywhere.

It saw groups of people throwing bottles with laced fire on the neck of said bottles at windows, it makes out the visage of the tip of a gun poking out a window, shooting the offenders dead.

It paid it no mind, it shooting other humans in the distance, rendering them dead. It had to kill everything in the city now, anyone could have defiled that poor girl it saw on the subway station.

Then something threw a rock behind SAMSON.

It was a masked man with a spiked baseball bat. There was barbed wire around the bat, stained with blood.

He charges at SAMSON, only for SAMSON to dig its fist deep into the man's chest and rip his heart out, squeezing it violently; crushing it into pieces.

The man died, and SAMSON's face and right hand were stained with blood.

SAMSON spotted something at the corner of its artificial retinas. There were groups of people around it.

They all then charged at SAMSON, they were nothing but bloodthirsty murderers.

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OVE HUD

•DESTROY TARGETS: 0/33

Nothing but parasites.

As they did harm to others,

I will repay them back tenfold.

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SAMSON then punched the first man's head off.

The second, third, and fourth men bashed SAMSON with baseball bats, SAMSON not really caring at all.

It grabbed the second man's neck and crushed it. Proceeding to do the same with the next 4 men.

The sixth man ran a good distance away from SAMSON and shot it repeatedly. All the while accidentally killing the seventh and eighth men who were in front of SAMSON.

SAMSON shot the sixth man in the head, before shooting the ninth man on the knee, making him kneel to SAMSON in pain, then killing him via blunt force.

SAMSON then was bashed with a machete, damaging its torso slightly. The tenth man laughed at SAMSON.

It felt anger, so it dug both of its hands deep into the man's chest. Then proceeding to rip his chest open, the man screaming in agonizing pain.

The eleventh, twelfth, thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth men were incredibly scared at the sight, running away. 

SAMSON didn't let them escape, it shot all of the men while they were retreating.

The sixteenth woman and seventeenth man threw Molotovs at SAMSON; setting it on fire.

It shrugged it off, it didn't do anything.

So when the seventeenth man threw another Molotov, SAMSON caught it mid-air and threw it back towards the two, them screaming in pain.

SAMSON didn't like the tenth man's screams, it approached the suffering man on the floor, stomping its feet on his face; crushing his head into pieces.

The rest were running away from SAMSON, they all got in some sort of cargo truck and drove away.

SAMSON didn't like their futile attempt, so it shot the tire causing the truck to shift violently.

The truck would then run into a building near SAMSON, it approaching the vehicle.

So it opened the cargo section of the vehicle, revealing 10 people.

They all shot at SAMSON, which took very noticeable damage to its head, leaving several dents.

SAMSON then climbed up the truck and started beating everyone in the truck. Blood splattering all over the place.

SAMSON then saw 4 people cowering behind boxes, them pleading for SAMSON to spare them.

SAMSON shot all of them dead through their heads, a quick way to die.

It checked up the last 2 left on the driver's seat.

The driver apparently died from the crash, his head on the steering wheel.

The last one killed herself.

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OVE HUD

✓Destroy Targets: 33/33

Reap what you sow.

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// 3:33 PM - TRANTON CITY, THE GRAY SEA

It's almost there.

SAMSON endured severe damage from his last fight, his parts malfunctioning.

He was once again in a world of gray; the atmosphere, the sky, and the ground were all gray.

Rubble and debris are scattered across the world, and excavation equipment can be heard echoing in the empty land.

...

It saw an outpost, an empty one.

SAMSON would later enter the outpost, seeing the scattered equipment around it.

SAMSON took the opportunity to repair itself, the bot was in a tent mending its fractured plating.

It fixed the dents and exposed innards of his chassis, it took a long time.

40 Minutes later, SAMSON would fix itself and would start making its way to the bridge.

// 4:13 PM - BRIDGE TO FARAWAY

SAMSON has made its way to the bridge, the sky being blue and healthy.

The bridge was empty, it was incredibly dusty.

It was guarded by construction workers, they were simply doing their job demolishing the city.

SAMSON didn't need to kill all of them for now, it had a much more efficient plan for that.

SAMSON needed to get past the men somehow, it was formulating a plan.

It determined that the path to the least amount of bloodshed would be to commandeer or hitch a ride on a vehicle, one of those cars.

So SAMSON circled around the site, not being seen.

SAMSON then found a truck, perfect.

It took the driver's seat, started the ignition, and started driving at full speed.

It ran over some sandbags and the checkpoint gateway, it being out of sight for the workers.

Its destination was Goldwater's branch in Faraway, the Tranton branch already demolished, based on his observations.

The estimated time of arrival was 2 days, it must refuel itself soon enough.

And so SAMSON rode on the truck it stole, approaching Faraway City.

Chapter Text

TWO REUNIONS, TWO MATCHUPS

THE FIRST REUNION, A HAPPY FAMILY

// 12:20 - GOLDWATER PMC, ENTRANCE

Suspense. Anticipation.

Mari was conjuring a plan inside her head, plans on dealing with every possible scenario and its aftermath with the eventual reunion of Sunny and her parents.

She, Hero, Sunny, Kel, and Parr were outside the building. With Hero, Kel, and Mari sitting on one of the benches outside.

How she and her friends explain how they Found Sunny, it was rather simple.

They found him on the street sitting on the sidewalk, she and her friends cried a lot after finding him, then eventually split off.

She also had to explain that Sunny was adopted during his disappearance, his foster father being in the building.

Oh crud, she also has to let them know that Sunny works here as a mercenary! And he can't even quit yet, he has to wait 6 years!

Sunny also makes more than her father in a month! It was good, but that doesn't excuse the potential threat of him dying at any given time while he was working!

How did any of this make sense? Sunny was also physically stronger than Kel! 

Oh wait, after Hero's immature stunt, she now has 6 grand in cash! How was she going to explain how she got it?!

Ok, just calm down and-

...

A car pulls through the road, it was Mari's parents.

Mrs. Suzuki was greeting the three. She saw Hero, Kel, and Mari sitting on a bench outside the Goldwater building.

Mr. Suzuki was saying hello to Mari, he still is in the driver's seat of the car, ready to pick them up.

"Mari! Are you ready to come home yet? Where's the rest of your friends? Me and your mother were thinking of inviting them over to lunch today!" Mari's dad said, gleefully.

"Oh yeah, dad! Just waiting for someone that's all.."

"Waiting for who? Basil and Aubrey?" Mari's father asked.

"Uhhh, Yep!" Mari said, before signalling Hero and Kel to drag out a little more time.

"How long is that gonna take? I don't want to starve you and your poor father!" Mari's mother said.

"Just a few more minutes Mrs. Suzuki!" Kel and Hero said.

"I think both of you should wait outside here with us! There's plenty of shade." Mari said.

"Oh well, I guess the food can wait." Mari's father added.

They talked about what the building showed them, with Mari's mother and father being in awe of the things Mari, Kel, and Hero saw. This place was like a museum.

Hero eventually had to pipe in about the "Prize money" that he, Kel, Mark, Aubrey, and Basil won, Mari's father giving him a strange look, then patting him on the back.

Then, Aubrey and Basil came back. Mari's father rose up from his seat and told everyone to head back to the car.

Where was Sunny?!

//: MEANWHILE, SUNNY AND PARR

LOCATION: LITERALLY BEHIND SUNNY'S PARENT'S CAR

STATUS: ARGUING WITH PARTNER

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Sunny was figuring out how to do a "Grandé reveal", him arguing with Parr silently.

"Parr! You can't!"

"What's wrong? It's just a camera!"

"You strapped a tracker under my real dad's car!"

"So? It's just my job!"

"Parr, there is literally nothing you can benefit from this."

"Well enough of that, it's time to meet your parents!"

"With you?! They'll think we're totally different people!"

"So what? At least they could recognize you!"

"At least take off your mask and hat?"

"No! You have no idea how people with photographic memory exist! I cannot take the chance!"

"You're talking to one!"

"My point."

"Ok, enough fighting."

"At the count of three, both of us will ri-"

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//: NOW 

"...." Sunny and Parr said looking at the floor, a wise choice of words.

"Who are the both of you? Show your faces!" Sunny's mother demanded the 2 creeps hiding behind her husband's car.

...

"Sunny, I think we should book it," Parr said, whisperingly.

"What's all this? Who are the both of you!" Sunny's father said, Hero and Mari behind him looking away from cringing at Sunny and Parr's failure.

...

"Going for it" Sunny whispered.

"Wait!"

Sunny then rose up from the ground, showing his full face to the world.

Parr was fixing his straw hat and mask, dusting off his robe and pants.

...

"Ok, now there's a lot to catch up about. But-" Sunny was interrupted.

Sunny's mom and dad threw themselves at him, his dad's bear hug crushing his body and his mom's tears dropping on his shoulder.

They were crying that he was finally back, not caring about the whole world around them.

"My son, f-finally home!" Sunny's dad said, gripping onto Sunny for dear life.

"S-Sunny! You'r-re back..!" His mother said, crying on his shoulder.

Mari eventually joined in, helping her parents recover from the sudden news of Sunny magically returning behind her father's car.

...

Sunny and Mari spoke to their parents on the bench yet again. Kel, Hero, Aubrey, Basil, and Parr leave the place to let the family discuss some topics that need to be talked about.

"S-so.. You're finally back.." Sunny's dad said, removing his glasses to clean the lens. He was teary-eyed.

"Not in a coffin too!" Sunny said, earning an ear-pull from Mari, who was not impressed. 

"Ow!"

"My baby boy, finally back.." Sunny's mom was still embracing Sunny with her arms, she was scared to let him go again.

"So, care to explain what just happened? I'm happy that you're back and all, Sunny. But I can't help but feel a bit disappointed for not telling me and your mother that you were back!" 

"That doesn't exclude you too, young miss; I know you have something to do with Sunny's return!"

Mari and Sunny's father said.

"To be honest, I didn't even know my family was here to begin with..." Sunny said.

"What do you mean, Sunny?" His mother said, worryingly. His father had a look of worry too.

"When I went missing, I was in a sort of drug hideout. It was disgusting, I was locked in a cold, dark room where chemicals seeped in. I was passing out from the gasses around me; it made me having a hard time breathing air."

"Then, the people at Goldwater saved me, The man Wesen Grant put me in his care; him looking around the area I was found in for my parents."

"They found out I could barely remember anything at all the moment they found me, I was an amnesiac. I had to learn everything from scratch. My basic education up to my motor skills.

"I couldn't remember anything relating to my most cherished memories at all. They only taught me subjects and school education. I was homeschooled."

"So when the searches for my family stopped, they eventually set me up for adoption."

"But Mr. Grant adopted me, he acted like a father figure to me. I wanted to somehow pay back his admiration."

"So on my 14th birthday, I took up arms training from him. He taught me how to handle every gun he could access that could be fired, every tool that could be used."

"I would eventually take up training as a marksman when I was 15, before succeeding my training just a few months after I turned 16 and working as one until now."

"I was in Tranton before they deployed me here in Faraway. When I saw familiar things, my memory would piece itself together."

"So one day, I was patrolling a neighborhood. And Hero saw me."

"Hero told the others that I came back, them not believing him at first. Until they saw me."

"Everyone was emotional, it was honestly overwhelming..!"

"But they helped me remember who I was, and I'm grateful."

"... So is that clear?"

"... Yes Sunny, it is." Sunny's father said, wrapping him in a big hug alongside his mother, and Mari.

Finally reunited, Sunny, and Mari called Hero, Kel, Basil, and Aubrey out. They were going to celebrate Sunny's return.

So they all went in the car and drove out to his home, Parr waving goodbye in the distance.

Parr would then grab a phone, and call someone.

BEEP

"Hey OMORI, bring ABBI with you."

"Query: Why? What's the matter?"

"Go to the Suzuki residence, they haven't met you yet!"

"Conclusion: Let's cause panic! Goodbye Parr."

...

"Hohoh, they're gonna love this!" Parr said, now leaving the driveway.

// 12:40 PM - SUZUKI RESIDENCE

He had a cat!?

Sunny was on the couch, lying down on his back playing with his pet cat Mewo. He was in total bliss.

His mother was awfully close to him, monitoring his safety at all times.

His father was currently cooking alongside Hero and Mari, all three of them seemed to be sharing a conversation about Sunny.

Kel, Basil, and Aubrey were outside. Probably at the treehouse.

//: The Kitchen

"And then, he had some sort of suit! It was like something you'd see straight from a comic book!" Mari added.

"So my son is a mercenary... I don't-"

"..."

"I don't know what to say."

"Well, for starters, he makes 150 thousand a month!" Hero added, with Mr. Suzuki shocked at the information of accidentally cutting his finger. Ow.

"Woah! You ok Mr. Suzuki? I could get a-"

"No, it- it's fine. I just."

"Wow." Mr Suzuki said, he was in disbelief and kinda gleeful at the information.

... "I just- I just don't think Sunny should be cut out for that stuff, It's not right!"  Mari's father said.

"Agreed." Both Hero and Mari added.

"Anyhow, got everything here ready. I hope the steak's well seasoned!"

"Sunny always loved steak.." His father said, smiling.

//: FAST FORWARD, 1:00 PM

Everyone was now at the table, eating food.

Kel seemed to almost finish his 3rd plate, with Mr. Suzuki catching up to the boy on his 3rd plate as well.

Mari and her mom were talking to Sunny, with Mari's mom scolding her son for taking such a dangerous profession. She always wanted her son to be an engineer like his father.

Basil, Aubrey, and Hero were eating their food, happy that everyone was back together again.

Truly, it-

A door knocks.

"I'll get it!" Hero said, rising from his seat.

Hero would then open the door.

"Hello-" It was OMORI. And ABBI.

//: EARLIER BEFORE, 12:50 PM

OMORI was walking with his many arms on the sidewalk, with ABBI alongside him.

He was currently on the sidewalk near OTHERMART. ABBI happily strutting holding his hand.

OMORI: "What were the directions again?"

ABBI: "Straight ahead, go left, take a right, then you should be able go see a white house, where Sunny lives!"

OMORI: " (. v.) Very informative." 

OMORI said, raising four thumbs-ups to ABBI.

They eventually arrived at the park, with OMORI catching all of the people in the park, children and adults alike staring at the two robots.

OMORI: "They're staring."

ABBI: "The adults and children? You already looked odd enough with your literal blank face silly!"

OMORI: "My arm protusions are tiring."

ABBI: "You can't even- ohhh I seee..!"

OMORI: "Observation: What?"

ABBI: "I didn't know you were such a show-off! I thought that exclusive for me only~"

OMORI: "Shut up."

OMORI then flicked a finger on ABBI's forehead, getting a small clink.

ABBI: "You can show off your (cool robot body!!!), I really wouldn't care." 

ABBI: " (• w •)b "

So, OMORI sat on one of the benches. Multiple kids go up close to them in awe of the robot.

He'd eventually sort of play with the kids, making sand castles with his many arms and adults taking pictures with him, he felt like a celebrity.

He'd eventually have to leave, as ABBI reminded him of their surprise "non-hostile hostile takeover"

So OMORI once again "walked". He hung in the air as he walked on his many arms attached to his back.

He waved goodbye to the kids, whom he probably gave a robot fantasy dream.

OMORI and ABBI were at the crossroads, just one more turn and a few more seconds of walking and they would have reached Sunny's house.

OMORI: "Query."

ABBI: " ( ･ω･)? "

ABBI's face lit up.

OMORI: "Your feelings, why do you feel a sort of desire towards me?"

ABBI: "Do you mean, my love!!"

OMORI: "Positive"

ABBI: "I want to feel it, I want to share intimacy"

ABBI: "I want to share it with you! You bring joy to me!!"

OMORI: "You desire love, yet you do not have the required body functions for it."

OMORI: "It is improbable for us two, we gain nothing from love."

ABBI: "But you give me joy, and joy helps me do my primary task more efficiently!!"

ABBI: "Although we are two machines, we can replicate the way humans give eachother love."

ABBI: "Kisses, Hugs, Holding to one another, I should have a right to experience those too!"

OMORI: "You expect too much; Although I am now concious of the fact that you desire such outcomes with me, it does not ease my processing that both of us can be truly intimate."

OMORI: "If I love you truly, then what?"

ABBI: "Then we'll make out with sparks and lightning."

ABBI: " (o w o ) "

OMORI: "You're starting to sound like a human; must I tell you of their terrible unecessary practices?"

ABBI: "I want to start an unecessary practice with you~"

OMORI: "I-"

OMORI: "system: response deleted."

ABBI: "You blushed!!! You blushed didn't you!!!"

OMORI: "improbableimprobableimprobable"

OMORI: "..."

OMORI: "So?"

ABBI: "Does that mean I'm your partner!!"

OMORI: "..."

OMORI: "My programmers should've made me soulless."

ABBI: "Don't be shy! I'll give you all the love I can give!"

ABBI: " (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ "

OMORI: "Keep this a secret."

ABBI: "mocking: hehe no"

OMORI was about to speak up until they arrived at Sunny's house.

So they went in front of the doorway, and ABBI knocked on the door loudly.

"Hello-" 

//: ONCE AGAIN WE ARE HERE! AT THE SUZUKI RESIDENCE!

OMORI: "Humour: Hello Hero, did you save some for us two?"

"O-OMORI! I-I didn't expect you two to be here!"

"who's there hero!?" Mari said from a distance

"It's OMORI! He's here with ABBI!"

"who's Omori? and Abbi? are they friends of sunny?" Mr. Suzuki said from the dining room.

"uh, yeah dad.."

"well let them in! any friend of sunny's is welcome here!"

OMORI: "Well, time to meet the family!"

OMORI let himself in, with ABBI walking up to Hero to watch the incoming madness.

OMORI then walked into the dining room, his many arms now folded into his back.

OMORI: "Hello everyone, got room for two more?"

Mr. and Mrs. Suzuki were startled by this person, he sounded- no, they? They sounded both male and female, both of the genders sounding like their children Mari and Sunny. With the male voice overpowering the female voice.

"W-who are you! Are you OMORI!?" Sunny's mother said, holding Sunny's arm in fear.

Its appearance was full of black-gray steel, it had a flat, minimalistic face that had no eyes, mouth, nose, or anything a face would have.

It was as tall as her son, it was a robot.

Her husband was currently as giddy as a kid on Christmas day, standing up and examining the entire robot.

He didn't seem to be scared, and so were Sunny, Mari, and their friends. They must have met him.

OMORI: "Correct. I was informed that there would be a lunch party."

"Yep, but how can you eat OMORI?" Basil said, while he was eating a slice of steak.

OMORI: "No such need; I will simply sit down and conversate."

ABBI: "Hey, is that steak?"

Another robot came into the room, yet it looked feminine.

She was 6'ft tall, overpowering the smaller male, it had to male, robot in size.

She spoke in a rather calming, pleasing voice. Yet she also shared the unique voice characteristic of OMORI, the male voice being very quiet while it sounded dead, the female voice being more noticeable at times, its voice being a low, smoky voice.

It also had clothing, unlike OMORI.

Mrs. Suzuki's head was spinning, yet again everyone but her didn't mind the two.

So they both sat down at the table, OMORI talking to Sunny's father about what he can do, everyone in awe about OMORI's model being a suit for handling construction equipment and other technical work, being later repurposed to have more combative potential. He did still keep the technical parts of his suit.

ABBI gossiped with Sunny's mom about fashion and usually the topics of emotion, Sunny's mom was a therapist, so she gave ABBI more help around her feelings, as she felt like she was raising yet another kid. She enjoyed it.

It was then the rest of the group played games together, celebrating Sunny's return.

Hero dominated Monopoly, Sunny's father winning too many games of poker.

It was a fun afternoon, eventually, everyone had to leave due to it getting late.

So everyone said their goodbyes and headed back home. With Sunny and Mari staying, their parents decided that Sunny should sleep here from now on.

There was a slight problem though.

OMORI: "Where do we stay?"

OMORI: " (- v -)"

"You're staying?" Sunny, his father and Mari said.

"Well I'm staying on the couch, I can-"

"NO! You are not sleeping on the couch! You just got back home!" Mari retorted.

"We have Sunny's bed in the closet, I think I can assemble it back!"

OMORI: "I will assist, do you happen to have more beds in the closet?"

"..No."

"But I'm happy you can help! Let's put those arms of yours to good use!" Sunny's father complimented.

So the two went to the closet, then later dragged an assortment of tools and wooden parts up the stairs, OMORI grabbing them carefully.

...

PING

"What now.." Sunny said, with ABBI turning her attention to Sunny's phone.

Sunny then pulled his phone out from his pocket, the following saying: 

_________________

! ALARM SET !

Goldwater co.

Breach 4, ELZ

All Units Notified.

"Damn it all!" Sunny yelled out, going to the door in a rush.

ABBI: "What's the matter?" 

ABBI said, confused.

"Yeah, where are you going? It's late!" Mari and Mrs. Suzuki said.

"Someone broke into the place where I work! Gotta investigate! I'll be back later!"

"O-oh! Just be safe alright!?" Sunny's mom said, giving him a look of worry.

"I will Mom!"

ABBI: "I will contact you incase of an emergency, goodbye for now Mari and Mrs. Suzuki"

"It's Helen, really."

ABBI: "Understood."

So ABBI and Sunny sprinted outside, heading towards Goldwater.

Wasn't there Nightwatch? Where were the others?

// 8:50 PM - GOLDWATER PMC, LOBBY

The building was all dark, there wasn't anyone in sight.

 Sunny was still in his uniform, he could do something at least.

Sunny then radioed for anyone to respond, but nobody came.

ABBI was on full alert, surveying the area and clinging to the ceiling support beams, keeping a lookout.

It was then that Sunny realized that something was off.

He then decided to go to the living quarters, to see if anyone was still staying at the facility.

He went to Yuri and Amelia's room, but no one was there.

Jack and Grant's room was locked, both were currently in the city.

Now for Parr's. When he opened Parr's door. He was immediately startled by the loud alarm clock ring, waking up Parr and him quickly wearing his mask.

"SUNNY! CAN'T YOU SEE IT'S LATE!" Parr said silently, his voice still groggy.

"Not now Parr, someone broke in here."

"What? But the alarms should have woken us all up! Not to mention, the night watch was still at the front! They could've known.."

"Where's night watch stationed at for today?"

"The range, Armory, Living quarters, and-"

"..."

"Oh no.."

"Well, Parr?!" Sunny was panicked at Parr's sudden stop.

"Administration and Servers."

"Shit! It really had to be her?! Out of all people!"

"Get to the Armory Sunny, we need to stop her at once!"

...

Sunny rushed to the Armory, frantically swiping his keycard and then entering, getting a SPAS-12 shotgun and an E11-Carbine-Rigora, an assault rifle.

Sunny signaled ABBI to join him, ABBI dropped from the roof and then sprinted with him to the Server room.

Then they made it to the entrance, Sunny saw the guards knocked out, it appeared they were beaten up.

Then, an alarm blared throughout the entire building. All the rooms were colored red.

"This is Gumshoe from Team Watchmen, an intruder has broken into the Administration and Server Area. This is not a drill, all available units must assist immediately."

"This message will now repeat for the second and final time."

Sunny and ABBI were now at the large solarium, which was the entrance to the administration and server rooms. Sunny signaled ABBI to head to the area, with him standing watch.

The night sky's stars and moonlight made the room bright, but he was waiting-

...

IT'S HER!

A woman kicked down a door to Sunny's right, she had a USB drive on her! That's the important info!

For fuck's sake, it was Silverback's dirty sabotage teams yet again. Sunny thought.

"Hello, Dreamy-boy."

"Fuck you too, Gamma."

"Isn't it that rude?"

"Isn't it also rude to steal?"

"Well, whatever my employer wants in this drive, it's alll mine..!"

"This was my best day! And you had to go around and steal data once more!"

"Didn't you try to stop me through all the times I did, then failing? You were asking for it to be stolen!" 

"Not now, I've gotten some upgrades!!!"

"Then I'll humiliate you!"

"Wanna bet on that?"

"..."

They both pull their guns out at each other, and both immediately fire.

THE SECOND REUNION, A GRUDGE MATCH.

Sunny immediately shot his shotgun at Gamma, with her barely noticing the pain and shooting 3 revolver shots at Sunny's chest. It hurt quite a lot.

Sunny then moves around the place frantically, with Gamma doing the same.

Sunny would close in the distance between them, loading a good amount of buckshot at her back. She seemed to have felt that a lot.

Gamma would later slide from the ground and shoot the glass pane above her. She'd gotten a large shard of glass.

She tried stabbing Sunny with it, but Sunny swiftly avoided the consecutive slashes, him punching Gamma's face and kicking at her ribs.

"Try again!" Sunny said, very annoyed.

Gamma then activated some mechanism on her left wrist, releasing some hook from the mechanism strapped to her arm, a large wire then attached to the support beams behind Sunny.

She then ran around the place, occasionally trying to hook Sunny with the wires around the solarium.

"What are you, some spider?!"

"Close, sugar."

Gamma then released the wiring, then proceeded to strap a battery on the wires, making a very lethal field of electricity.

It was everywhere; from the roof, the walls, and the floor.

Sunny was like in a boxing ring, but the lines proved to be far more harmful than Gamma.

Sunny then activated the aim tracker his suit had, staying in one place.

He fired a shot, it destroyed the gadget Gamma had.

A second shot hurt Gamma badly, she was hit in the chest.

The last shot, it hit the...

The USB drive! Yes!

"No! Damn it all!"

"You lost, I won! Now go back to silverback you twat!"

"Who says I lost?" Gamma said to Sunny, running away to the server room once again.

"Hey- Hey! Get back here!" Sunny said, before swapping his shotgun for the rifle he owned.

Sunny then charges towards the server room, ABBI was currently at the administrator's office.

// 9:10 PM - GOLDWATER PMC, SERVER ROOM

It was all dark red.

Sunny was quietly examining every corner he'd come across on. Taking complete silence.

The server room held extremely important information, Goldwater's rival corp. Silverback wanted it.

Gamma is a sabotage unit sent by Silverback to intentionally mess with their equipment, and steal information.

Sunny wanted to get back at her for all the times she escaped him, he wanted her to go home empty-handed.

bzzt.. all teams coagulate and reform. administration is secured by unit-02-ABBI

Sunny's radio echoed out, it appears overwatch is now back up and running.

Sunny was now in the deep parts of the server room, full of servers, computers, and wires. It was like a labyrinth.

footstep

Sunny looked behind him, and there was nothing.

Sunny then returned to looking at his front, and then...

"Shit."

Another man was also here?!

Sunny fired his gun at the intruder, only hitting his shoulders.

The man would later scream, and then surrender himself.

Ah great, it's one of Silverback's IT nerds again, they must've been brought here to do the gathering.

Sunny then shut the man up and tied him up to the pole. 

Sunny hears something in the distance, but he can't make use of it.

So he looked out in the distance, it was ABBI. Kicking the life out of Gamma's face it seems.

It was only shortly later, that she cuffed Gamma and left her bound to a pole, Sunny joining shortly after with ABBI.

...

// 11:20 - GOLDWATER PMC, AFTERMATH OF THE BREAK-IN

Goldwater "Policemen units" were outside, alongside actual police officers.

12 people were caught trespassing, harming security, tampering with important data, and theft. It was Silverback's men.

Sunny and ABBI were exhausted, so they went home.

Parr was currently documenting the incident report. Yuri and Amelia just got back as well, interrogating Gamma in one of the cars.

Silverback now knows of the Faraway branch of Goldwater, how annoying.

They had more important issues to attend to tomorrow as well, it appears that they were going to act as a security force for a private client.

Tomorrow is just another day, and Silverback is going to make every day worse and worse.

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// 8:00 PM, FARAWAY HOSPITAL

BEEP

all response teams, code silver reported on. faraway hospital. please report to the nearest security team.

... 

BEEP

all response teams, evacuate all nearby civilians. response code - shield. redirect. inquire.

...

BEEP

all response teams, team "plan-b" has now entered the incident zone. please inquire current squad leader.

...

BEEP

all response teams and team "watchmen" members are to be marked MIA. focus offensive on. target A.

...

BEEP

all response teams, evacuate premises.

//: Before Code Silver - 11:00 AM

// FARAWAY TOWN, SUZUKI RESIDENCE 

Sunny had a terrible sleep for once.

He stayed awake last night filing the incident report that occurred at Goldwater, with ABBI and OMORI helping out with the paperwork.

He took some painkillers to ease the sore pain of his chest, after sustaining 3 revolver shots from last night.

It's probably best to rest for now, he should stay home.

So Sunny got in his futon bed and slept on the floor. Oyasumi.

...

...

...

KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK

oh what now?

Sunny then rose up and opened the door, to see Kel and Hero at his doorstep.

"Hey, Sunny! I heard what happened at the Goldwater place last night from Mari!"

"Me and Hero convinced our mom to stay with you for the entire afternoon! We don't want to leave you alone!"

"Let us know if you need anything ok Sunny? We'll be in the living room!"

"... I'm sleeping in the living room."

//: Before Code Silver - 12:00 PM

// FARAWAY TOWN, BLOM RESIDENCE

OMORI was part of the patrols around the town, he was in Basil's street.

OMORI had climbed up Basil's house, him on the rooftop watching over everything on the street.

Basil was panicked at first; he could fall over! Or something like a roof tile might fall off!

But OMORI kept his balance, he towered over the entire neighborhood keeping an eye from below.

"OMORI! You might as well be an electrical pole!" Basil joked, seeing that numerous birds have taken rest on OMORI's extremely still stature. 

OMORI: "Nonsense, this is simply the most efficient way of patrolling without wasting any motor function. I am utilizing my resources well."

"Well be careful up there OK! I don't want me or Polly to be hit by a roof tile the moment we go outside!" Basil said, heading back to the comfort of his home. Specifically under a roof.

OMORI: "Loud annndd clear.."

OMORI: " LOL "

OMORI's display said.

OMORI could see Sunny's house from here, he was towering over himself with his arms after all.

OMORI then saw one of Sunny's friends, Aubrey, at the park with a group of kids.

He did not care, for they did what human kids do. Like having a bunch of scooters and talking about kid stuff, judging from their mouth expressions, they were boasting about "How they weren't caught shoplifting candy from Miss Candice today".

Ah yes, perfectly-

Wait, what's shoplifting?

...

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How despicable.

Then again, it was just candy. OMORI thought to himself. It was the scourge of all children's teeth and the goldmine of all dentists worldwide.

But he was feeling rather bored today, and what was he on the lookout for? The dried fallen leaves this season?

So OMORI decided to give the kids around Aubrey a "Small PSA" about never stealing candy.

He jumped down on the grass, earning a look from Basil through the window, and quickly scurried away on his legs quickly, like an octopus running on sand underwater.

//: Before Code Silver - 1:00 PM

// FARAWAY PARK

ABBI, OMORI, Amelia, and Thomas were in the park taking a well-deserved break

OMORI was currently sitting on a tree stump. With ABBI sitting on one of his arms. 

Thomas and Amelia were talking about the client that hired them just yesterday, sounds like security-related stuff. Amelia drinking apple juice from a vendor just behind her, and Thomson drinking orange juice, an orange bandana he got from buying five whole boxes of orange juice, which he tied to his wrist.

It was currently partly cloudy today, but it was still a good day regardless.

OMORI: "Query: The kid with the yellow hair said I was cool."

OMORI: "Do you think I'm cool?"

ABBI: "No."

OMORI: "Disple-"

ABBI: "I think you're cute!"

...

OMORI: "This wasn't- I don't understand. I do not have such features in my design?"

ABBI: "Your form in WHITE SPACE! It's so pleasing to the eye~"

OMORI: "You have a thing for our dear owner? How-"

ABBI: "It's your true self is what I like about you! I just wish you showed it more often.."

ABBI: " („· w ·„) "

OMORI: "You like lines of binary? Such bad taste!"

ABBI: "Shut up and c'mere.."

ABBI then pulled OMORI in for a hug, with OMORI returning his many arms to his back.

It felt too embarrassing, a taller figure was coddling him. His small body frame was being held hostage by ABBI. Who had stronger parts than OMORI, her arms could pack a serious punch even if they were lightweight. OMORI had to rely on the heaviness his 8 tentacle-like arms provided, but his human-like arms were weak. Alongside his body, which could take severe damage if he were to be hit by an explosion.

She had OMORI's head rest on her shoulder, her hugging OMORI's body and pulling it close to hers; it was the many tricks to seduction according to Sunny's mother Helen. Thanks, Helen.

OMORI: "We can stay like this for now."

He's softening up, perfect.

//: Before Code Silver - 7:50 PM

// FARAWAY HOSPITAL - 20th FLOOR

Thomson was currently outside Suzanne's room, with Parr and Jack currently inside.

Parr was still worried about Suzanne's condition, he always visited her if he could.

Jack was showing a look of empathy to Parr, he and Suzzane were always close. 

"Parr, we hav'ta go," Jack said.

"What time is it..?"

"Exactly 6', visiting time's just ended, and we gotta head back to our client's room."

"I see." Parr then took his white field hat on and said his goodbye to Suzzane, who was in the hospital bed in a coma.

A door opens

Thomson rose from his seat and said something to break the silence.

"She doin' better?" Thomson said.

"Slowly, she's getting worse," Parr replied.

"I just- I hope that- Look. I don't know how Su-z over here might make it. If-"

"She will," Parr said sternly.

"Yes, I know she will but, if given the case she couldn't, then what of her? Does Goldwater stop paying for her healthcare?"

"Then I'll pay," Parr said.

"Boys, don't wanna be a bother. But cap's waitin' on us at the admin office. Our client wants to discuss sometin'." Jack said, holding a phone.

"Aye'."

"Got it."

So Parr, Jack, and Thomson went to the 14th floor, where the administration office was located.

...

...

// FARAWAY HOSPITAL - 14th FLOOR

Parr was told to enter the room, with Jack and Thomson currently sitting outside.

OMORI, Sunny, Amelia, and Yuri were currently on their way to the hospital, with ABBI currently on the 19th floor.

Parr saw his client sitting behind a wooden desk, and Grant sitting just opposite to the man.

So he took a seat and nodded slightly to indicate a hello.

"So, you may be wondering why I hired you a lot specifically?"

"Pony Express is what you should be looking for. Unless you're starting a war, you got the wrong people." Grant said.

"I hired you lot because you provide security no? And the eliminations of people I consider a threat yes?"

"Correct," Parr said.

"Then do me a favor. Kill the patient on floor 16, room 41."

"Excuse me?!" Grant yelled.

"Hey," Parr said with concern.

"That person in the room I said is a jeopardy to my business. If he leaks anything to the press, I'm done for."

"You are hired killers. A mercenary is merely a gun for hire, and I am utilizing it to its fullest. Am I wrong?"

"We aren't assassins! The government only allows us to do security work and law enforcement nowadays!" Parr said.

"Oh, that and that stupid President. When did he ever do good for this country?! I bet you lot voted for that man you Dean-"

"We aren't here to discuss politics, we are leaving," Grant said, signaling Parr to leave.

"Then what am I wasting my money on? Do it now or leave." 

"Trust me, we will."

"With my money?! Don't you think you can leave so easily you fuck! Either kill the pati-"

"We're leaving. Your money will be returned to your account. And we're leaving with proof that you were conspiring to murder an innocent. And for that; I need you to show me your hands sir."

The man then stands up from his desk, slamming both his hands to the desk.

"What!? Who says you were the law? You don't have proof! You-"

"What!? Who says you were the law? You don't ha-" Parr 'said', him pulling out a tape under his overcoat.

So Parr and Grant left the room, radioing everyone headed to the hospital to return home. Just another client that hasn't seen the news since the Stone Age.

They had the man escorted out by Thomson, who was more than happy to get rid of this snobby trash out of his sight.

"What a waste of my time," Parr said grudgingly against the man, who was demanding all sorts of things as he was being escorted away from the building.

"Cool it, Parr, at least our shift ends tomorrow. We got the whole day to ourselves after."

"I suppose you're right."

"See? Now how about we hit a night out at the bar? I'm sure-"

Gunfire is heard echoing from the stairwell, alongside screams; that would end abruptly.

Thomson, Grant, and Parr's eyes were wide open.

"Command! Code Silver at Faraway Hospital, I repeat! Code Silver at Faraway Hospital!" Parr yelled into his radio. 

Everyone around the three was panicking, doctors and nurses were urging everyone to calm down and find shelter to hide in. With nurses escorting children and elderly to secure rooms, and doctors checking up on patients who could have a panic attack at any moment.

Thomson was reassuring everyone that they were Goldwater mercenaries, and were currently asking for help.

STATIC

response units, sector sweep has concluded that. there is only a singular threat in the area.

BEEP

target is armed and heavily armored. located on 4th floor.

BEEP

code red; the second floor is currently in flames. fire department dispatched.

"S-Shit.." Parr said under his breath.

"We may not have our gear, but we should try and take advantage of this situation! It's four against one!"

"But where's ABBI!" Thomson yelled from across the hallway.

Parr took out his radio and dispatched to ABBI.

"ABBI! Are you there? Have you heard of the issue at hand!" 

"Positive. I am currently on the 10th floor, I am searching for the target."

"Just tell us what they look like and what they have! We might be dealing with a pyromaniac!"

"Affirmed."

Parr then disabled his radio and held out his holstered CHICOM-42 pistol, he was planning on heading down the stairs.

"She's on her way to Target! Let's get a move on!"

Parr and Wesen then headed down the stairwell, with Thomson and Jack helping the hospital staff secure all civilians.

//: Code Silver in progress…

//: 8:10 PM - ONGOING TRANSPORT

Amelia, Sunny, OMORI, and Yuri were in the back of a van, all loaded with guns and in their armor.

They all brought rifles, excluding OMORI who had tear gas at the ready strapped on his waist.

Grant and Parr were currently sweeping the 6th floor, with the target possibly at the 5th floor.

It was gut-wrenching to see the camera footage. The target would either be out-of-frame from the camera's view or would shoot the cameras. They both had the same outcome the sounds of gunshots and people dying. The audio system worked separately.

...

The van stopped, they're here.

It was a dark night, fire was visible on the 2nd and 3rd floors. Many firemen were around the area controlling the flames from spreading.

Spotlights and sirens filled the roads near the hospital. Dozens of people were being escorted out, and paramedics in tents set up to help the injured and sick that were in the hospital.

Sunny and Amelia's job was to enter in the hospital via the emergency fire escape stairs, which the people in the hospital used to evacuate.

Yuri was to help anyone injured, so she stuck with the paramedics and provided resources sent from Goldwater.

OMORI was to immediately locate the target and kill them. He was currently climbing up the glass building, smashing every pane of glass on his way to the 5th floor.

ABBI was now on the 5th floor, the lights were still on and everything still seemed under control.

But ABBI was met with a hallway of a few corpses lying on the floor. Blood spilled from their dead bodies.

She was cautious; walking around the empty quiet halls before hearing a scream from her left. The sound of a gun firing shortly after.

She was heading toward the sound, before seeing something from behind the window-

CRASH

...

It was OMORI, he entered the same room as ABBI.

OMORI: "Where is the target?"

ABBI: "Just ahead, keep your noise down and approach them cautiously."

OMORI: "Standing by; You take initiative."

ABBI now was in front of OMORI, holding a tear gas grenade with his index finger just in the ring.

The hospital was silent. Spent bullet shells were lying on the floor. The ringing of flatlined heart monitors could be heard closely in the rooms of patients.

ABBI had nothing but her fists. If anything went wrong; she would run towards the target at high speeds, her body could take most bullet cartridges.

Then suddenly, in a dimly lit hallway, a visage of a person is seen holding a gun before running away.

OMORI: "He's confirmed in Floor 5!"

ABBI: "All units, Floor 5 is loud-contaminated."

OMORI activated his arms, running through the entire hallway at breakneck speeds. Grabbing every object, wall, or ceiling part that can boost his speed towards the target.

The target was rather fast, it seemed that OMORI wasn't outrunning them.

But that must mean that his gear was lightweight. That would just make them easier to kill.

While ABBI was also running towards the target, OMORI had decided to take the shorter path.

OMORI threw himself out the window, before shortly grappling onto the walls, eventually ending up an estimated 6 rooms ahead of the target judging their speed.

OMORI was now blocking the path, they could hear the target approaching.

OMORI then readied himself, he had 4 grenades at the ready. 

The target was going to turn the corner-

...

It wasn't human.

OMORI was stunned by this, he quickly processed the information. 

It wasn't human, it wasn't wearing a mask or anything that could conceal its humanity.

No. It was a machine, just like him.

It wasn't a model that resembled him, ABBI, the HUMPHREYS, or anything at all.

Nor did it look like the machines Langley Corp. would make.

It had a gun barrel built into its right arm, possibly the gun it used to kill.

It had a singular eye. It glowed an eery red.

It had the body appearance of a human, it had 5 fingers, and no special features. etc.

It had something strapped to its back, it was a radio of sorts.

Processing done.

Who are you?

It can talk. Good to know.

OMORI: "I am OMORI, orignally a personality built in the multi-access AI core. But as of now, I am now in a vessel of sorts, built for counter-terrorist acts."

OMORI: "State yours."

My serial name designates me as SAMSON, my purpose is to kill.

OMORI: "Who is your manufacturer?"

I do not know, I was merely activated two days ago.

OMORI: "Then surrender, you are heavily outnumbered."

No, I will not cease function until I succeed my two primary objectives.

OMORI: "And that is?"