The Bionoid Initiative: The Perfect Companion (NSFW, Future, Pony & Anthro)

(FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

@T  
“You need a refill?”

(T HAS BEEN SILENT FOR TWO DAYS NOW!!! I BLAME FEGELEIN!!! )

(@derfuher  
Please, calm down.)

(Patience, Ja.)

(Patience Is Wearing Thin, Ja.)

@Zaknel  
“Nah, I think I’m ready for bed.” He reclines back in his chair.

@HatOfDisguise  

 
[OOC: I would not do this but we have been pushed to a new page. I am sorry, my friend]

@T  
(Sup T, Sorry for ranting on this page…i went through a lot of work on my bionoid’s bio….ill pm it tp you real quick…)

(YEP, BLAME MY RANTING. MY APOLOGIES.)

@Luke1066  
“Alright, take care of yourself then.” The Noids nod at you and get back to work.
 
 
@HatOfDisguise  
“Alright, sounds fun. I wanna see what you do on your computer.”
 
 
@derfuher  
Your systems come online as you wake in your storage pod, basically looking like a coffin and fridge rolled into one.  
‘Armastice Security Corps, please locate a master for complex orders, medium free will engaged.’

@T  
She scanned for potential masters…

@T  
“I will see you tomorrow, my master.”

@T  
“Come right on over here then.” Wren leads the two to his desk, giving them both chairs to sit in should they want. In the window he currently has open, there is a very basic yet utilitarian UI(User Interface) for a program that more than likely makes artificial intelligence. Indeed, it looks homemade, but quite thorough. The taskbar was kept minimized, but while Wren had moved the mouse around, it came to rest at a spot to cause the taskbar to show. Wren has a few unnamed Word documents, some open web browser windows, File Explorer, and an antivirus popup.

@derfuher  
You detected a few life signatures nearby, and your audio sensors pick up on gunfire as well.
 
 
@Zaknel  
He yawns and lays down. Leaving you to your devices.

@HatOfDisguise  
The two take seats, awaiting orders or input.

@T  
She left her pod, checking her armament, a simple assault rifle, then advancing towards the gunfire to investigate…

@T  
Wren opened a new program and tried writing some more code. “You two want something to do?”

@derfuher  
You enter into a garage where some Masters are wounded.

@HatOfDisguise  
“Whatever would please you sir.”

@T  
(dammit! i for got to add that she had at least a partially developed human personality embeded in her ai. frak)  
“What happened here?” She questioned.

@T  
He rubs their heads since the bionoids have sensors for feeling. “You two are cute, you know…I might take you two home when I get off work. Anyways, since you both have high intelligence levels…or should have, at least, I would like you both to work on a program that allows me to test units much like yourselves without having to use real bodies…like yourselves. The, uh…engineers…they’re getting mad at me…”

@derfuher  
“T-terrorists…” A man say clutching his gut.

@HatOfDisguise  
“We understand, and are happy to serve.” They neigh happily at the petting.

@T  
“Where?”