If there were a thing that Earl Lupis love the most in the world, it would be alcohol. The others were female felines, cigars and planes, he wasn't the type who would enjoy the relaxing cruises out at sea with others but this time was an exception not the rules. He had traveled down to Furrida where a cruise ship was waiting for him and thousands of other passengers, the trip was paid for by his new found friends, a Jackal deity from Ewegypt, Anubis the famed Patron of the Dead. Earl stepped out of his taxi and saw the cruise ship named S.S Tartarus with his two eyes.
The gleaming pearl of the Ocean with glistening white hull and a large contingent of mammal passengers boarding the ship using specifically made ramps for them. His ticket was the economic accommodation but the ship seem to offer a fair deal of high quality entertainment and activities for the middle aged grey wolf to enjoy. About a month and a half ago, he would have been tied to a bed recovering from a gunshot wound to his stomach, now he was walking around freely and enjoy life knowing that he wouldn't have to walk the Duat too soon.
Earl for the start of his vacation appeared to be wearing his usual red floral patterned button down colored shirt with lighter red colored palm trees placed randomly, some beige cargo pants, what appeared to be a news man fedora, and of course a cigar in his mouth. He blew smoke through his nose, but it seemed that even in the most positive of moments, and with his usual comfort items Earl looked rather anxious. "Dogs were not to be out at sea. Ugh… I hope this ain't going to get me seasick." Earl complained slightly. It seems even now boarding a luxury class ship was still not to take his mind off of being shot.
Even now though the bullet wound was mostly stable, and only covered with large square white patch. It still ached and itched now, but as Earl recalled Logan saying he would place medical cones on his wrists if he scratched. Earl smiled for a moment on those memories. "This would have been so much better with the guys with me." Earl said looking up and around at the ship's intricate interior. "Then again… I got this entire vacation to myself. On one of the most advanced thing on water I've seen. Mmmmaybe I can give this one a shot." Earl said smirking to himself.
As he boarded the ship, he found beside the usual faces of the fleshy crew onboard, he was greeted by the sight of automated services with robots and drones ferrying drinks, flower necklaces, and even giving off advertisement brochures to various passengers. "Welcome sir to the S.S Tartarus, we hope you will enjoy your trip in Caribbean with us." Said an egg like robot with its mechanical metal hands holding a brochure of various activities onboard for Earl. The grey wolf was then greeted by the sight of the immense size of the dining hall and shopping areas and a green park packed inside the ship's interior as his glass elevator took him down to the passenger's cabin of the vessel.
Looking through the shopping manual Earl grumbled to himself while also chuckling somehow. The various items such as the usual assortment of ship related merchandise got him laughing. Looking at a 1:400 model of the Tartarus in the catalogue got him to give a slight laugh. "What? Nah. I'm on the ship already i don't need to build a toy of it." Earl said to himself in the elevator. He then got out of the elevator while looking through the catalogue almost missing the entire hallway of the passenger's cabin. In fact while his face was buried in the papers his shoulder bumped against the left part of the hall. "Oh sorry- Oh wait. I'm talking to a wall." Earl said confused. "Get a grip. You've been here for less than an hour. Just ignore the fact there is endless ocean beneath you." Earl said to himself.
Once the elevator brought him down to the passenger cabin, he saw that the passenger's cabin in the lower deck of the ship was apparently usual looking for the most part. With wooden planked floor and each doors has an ornate wood design. His room was labeled 13, on the E1 deck and to his surprised, the room had a glass window with a scenic view of the main street area where parades and shopping went on.
Despite the condensed size, his room has a large rectangular bed with a white shiny floor and wall design, in front of his bed was a flat screen TV and next to the bed was the door to his own bathroom. The accommodation was rather impressive to say the least for the pilot wolf.
What impressed him the most however was the view the ship got from the floor he was on. He never was afraid of heights so looking down at the ship's street below, and then across towards the other towering hotel rooms made Earl think the Tartarus was a miniature city that floated along ocean waters. He grinned a bit at the thought of that. "Oh. Its like water world almost." Eal said stepping away from his window.
However, the one item on his mind that seems to be bothering him the most now was the swaying of the ship. It was a gentle motion as the ship moved with the water, but despite how gentle the ocean was; Earl still found it off putting. It didn't seem like he was too fond of the thought of if the ship sunk below the abyss blue waters of the ocean. He swallowed his fears and layed down on his bed to look up at the ceiling. "He couldn't have sent me on a vacation on a flying city maybe?" Earl asked to himself.
For Earl, the ocean wasn't the place he felt natural with, but at the very least he can enjoy himself rather well here as far as the eyes can see. As the ship set sail out to the Caribbean, he partake in various activities such as sunbathing, dancing, enjoying the theaters and even shopping at the Main Streets area. Photos of his enjoyment were taken, and stored in his album, the memory of his good times were going to be shared with his family when he got back to dry land.
Two weeks went by like a haze as the ship continued its cruise in the Caribbean from one island to another, Earl's vacation seemed to be going well for the most part, not a care in the world, he simply sat down on his bed in his cabin to enjoy the evening. But that was until an envelope was slipped under his door and a knocking on the door was heard to notify him of the envelope.
Laying on his bed the knocking on the door caught Earl's attention quickly as for most of his voyage Earl had been left without company. In fact the only company he got was room service and room keeping services. He lifted himself up and watched the door not recalling himself calling room service. The other part of this was housekeeping wasn't due for another day. "Must be early today I guess." Earl grumbled to himself. He moved himself around and stood up from the bed, and moved to retrieve the note. One he got it he opened it up and read from the text.
As he picked up the envelope however, he saw a gas sprayer built into it but it was too late for him to react, the sprayer shot out a pink cloud of anesthetic gas at his nose. He felt his mind losing conscious and his sense of balance falling as his body tumble over and over. Eventually he fell to the ground unconscious and sleeping unaware of what just happened to him, the door swung open and a hulking figure casted its shadow over him.
The middle aged wolf was at its mercy as he was being dragged out of the room through the hallways. For a long while, Earl didn't know what happened to him, other than someone played a trick with him. He soon groaned and opened his eyes to a blinding white light of a hospital apparently, he felt his clothes had been stripped from him completely and he was left naked, hanging on a table with his wrists and ankles restrained on the four corners of the metal bed.
The chamber he found himself in was strangely enough devoid of anything resembling a hospital in most senses, but rather, it was merely a laboratory of sort with numerous screens and monitors mounted on the wall showing Earl's body status and his vital signs. He also saw various tendrils and mechanical arms around him shooting lasers down on his body moving from his head down to the tip of his large fluffy tail to get a reading on his body's status and his bullet wound's severity.
He couldn't tell if what he was seeing here was a dream or not. It all looked so real for him, but the one thing that snapped him into reality was seeing his bullet wound again. In his dreams he saw himself shot in a lush green jungle with plants and forest around him covered in slight water, but now this was a different type of jungle. Some type of cyberhell for him. If it wasn't enough then it became clear once he tried pulling his arms, and felt actual pain rather than a simulated prick the body would do to simulate pain in a dream. "Oh holy shit! What the fuck!? Where the hell am I?!" Earl shouted as he jerked his naked body around. It hen registered to him his body was now without clothes and he lay down bare. "What is this!? Who the god damn hell are you people?!" Earl questioned confused and frankly afraid for his life.
He heard nothing, not a single voice in reply let alone taunting him and cast his fear into a worsen state as he saw the two mechanical arms moving down to his abdomen where he was shot in the Mausoleum of Zoey, his first thought was that he was going to be dissected but instead, he felt an odd tingling, and a warmth on his wound. Once a second look was paid, he saw that the two mechanical arms were giving his abdomen a warm and relaxing healing laser beam to make sure that his wound was properly healed and tended to despite that it was basically taken care of by the Jackal Guards.
However, the tenderness didn't last when a mechanical arm with a syringe moved down to his pelvic area with a piece of cotton rubbing alcohol on the spot where the injection will occur, his fur there was comb over to reveal the flesh and the syringe soon injected its content into his body. He saw that the substance of the syringe was a liquid metal substance, mercury like and not only that he saw on the monitor, the substance was labeled "Nanites" and the countless colonies of Nanites were moving down to his genitals and encounter his sperms.
The high tech X-Ray camera hovering over his groin show that the Nanites were assimilating his own sperms and proceed to his own reproduction organs, giving him a tingling and pleasurable sensation that begged him to cooperate and allow the process to continue. Earl then saw that his body was slowly changing, morphing in fact, his fur and flesh were changed into an ever expanding layer of chrome like layer with circuit board lines flashing on them all in amber as it moved up to his chest, giving him orgasm and pleasurable stimuli when they struck his nipples. Eventually he found his entire body from top to bottom was covered in the thick chrome layer.
He saw that on his body various connection points were forming, giving him more orgasm. The various mechanical arms then proceed to hover over him with various armor plates for his body, they gently attach each plates into the connection points starting with his arms and legs. Then to his tail and his torso, he saw that a clamp secured a thong like crotch plate on him giving him immense pleasure with indescribable high in its assault on his brains. However, he noticed that his legs were raised up in the air, and a tendril jammed into his tail hole to pump energy into his body.
On his amber tinted HUD, he saw a window popped up telling him that his reactor was being charged up to 100% while his head was being prodded by various mini tendrils tapping his brains to program him and his body OS. "Custom Combat Canid Robot Model LX-5 Unit 591. Please submit your system operation report." Said a computer voice over the speaker system, apparently he was being watched the whole time but not by a mammal.
Earl breathed in and out rapidly in scared and intensely fearful breaths of air so shallow and quick it almost seemed like he was hyperventilating in a massive panic after being forcefully transformed into a robot. He looked down at the changes made to him and felt his stomach quickly grow nauseous. The only thing was another window came onto his vision showing that he even had hanger values now. He shook his head and shimmered in a high pitched way much like a dog would. "Wh- what was this for? Who are you!?" Earl shouted as he tried to move his arms around.
He bit his now synthetic teeth together and growled in a canine way, but now sounding a lot more staticy and robotic. Nothing was right about him anymore. And it was at that thought of not being normal is when he opened his eyes in a widened shocked way after realizing he was a Robot. A robot just like Logan. "Wait… Are you!? Who the fuck is this!?" Earl shouted and glared at the room around him. "Are you the people… Things… Whatever- Did you do this to Logan?! What have you done to us?!" Earl shouted hysterical now trying to ask the right questions. Something for logic sakes, but in this situation it seemed logic did not exist. Worst he felt his tail hole expanded now from his body being forced into by whoever this was. He looked between his legs and shuddered seeing the massive cable forced into his body. It just made his nausea spike more than before. He shriveled up, or at least tried to curl up into a fetal position without much luck. "I'm going completely crazy… I'm being raped right now, and I'm the only one moving… I've gone off the frigging rocker…" Earl said before the fear and embarrassment now started to make him shake.
"Unit 591, you are exhibiting signs of abnormal behaviours, programming dictates you to be given thorough psychological overhaulllll...ALERT! DETECTING BREACH OF SECURITY!" The computer voice began to malfunction as a red alert light flashed on the wall, the sirens blarred around the room as Earl's amber HUD had a window popped up informing him that additional programming cancel.
PROGRAMMING Lvl: 1
LUPIS OS v1.5 OPERATIONAL
MOTOR FUNCTION LOCKS DISENGAGED
His HUD informed him as the locks on his wrists and ankles buckled, they snapped open and let him fall to his feet as he began to move about freely. He stumbled around feeling the mechanical joints weren't responding as fluidly as they supposed. His steps were stiff as a rock but he felt that he was getting the hang of it, albeit very slowly. The room around him showed various system error with red screens sporting a yellow ! mark inside a matching triangle icon. An email was sent to him with an envelope symbol on the bottom left corner of his HUD flashing, at first, he would find it difficult to access it as normally he was comfortable with a mouse or a touchscreen to do the job. But when he thought about how to access the email, the envelope opened up with a message written for him albeit rather hastily.
To: Unit 591
From: Diadochi
I will make this brief, in order to properly get you up to speed and defend yourself, you will need to be armed and ready. Therefore, head up to the deck above, you will find a workshop with automated equipment there to modify your combat applications and chassis to defend yourself.
The message was rather lacking in content but its intention was perfectly clear, Earl's digital holographic map would then be updated showing him a 3D model of the ship, he saw that he was at the bottom deck just one floor above the engine room and the workshop above him was close to the normal areas of the cruise ship.
Earl looked to the map of the ship and grumbled to himself in confusion. He sniffed a little and looked down to his still naked body feeling exposed and vulnerable. He covered his now latex like and rubbery exposed genitals with his hands before moving. Not only was his movement stiff and clunky, but due to his rectum aching from the forced entry by the robotic plug into his boy made his walk very awkwards. He made more of a pain filled wobble around the ship. He exited the lab he was in first off while swearing to himself repeatedly about his current predicament. "Son of a bitch… son of a bitch… son of a bitch…. I was just fucking turned into a goddamn robot…I don't… What am I doing…" Earl said perplexed.
He looked down at his now grey colored body armor and groaned confused on just what he was now, and how it all worked. He never was a man that enjoyed high tech objects or advanced materials. He preferred his manual life , but seeing a hud in front of his vision and seeing himself now as a machine made everything become overwhelmingly confusing. He was lost now, and the only thing guiding hims around the ship's corridors was his hud. "Just follow the line Earl. Whatever it is it feels good to follow… What the hell is happening to me?" he asked with no answer.
As he made his way out of the lab, he found the ship's claustrophobic interior with limited lighting design and what apparently had been a brief scuffle between a mouse crew member with one of the robot servant onboard. The mouse didn't stand a chance as it was blown away into the wall and die in an instant. He saw that various robot vacuum cleaners, janitors and other types were working as usual but they all flashed an ominous red light on their optics while he pushed onward to the workshop area.
Once he arrived, he saw a chamber with various automated machines and mechanical arms going over maintenance for each individual robots and their components being pulled out for inspection. He found an empty station for him at the ready where he can sit down and the mechanical arms went over to his body, surgically removing his armor plates one at a time starting from his chest and arms before apparently moving to modify the interior of his right arm and right thigh. He felt a shot of tingling pleasure and orgasm whenever the arms were working on his body's interior rewiring his motor functions to allow him better movements and what appeared to be an installation of a plasma pistol into his right thigh holster.
Earl twitched in a way that his body would jerk up or to the side at his mid torso. His arms jerked inwards while his hands clended their muscles in a sudden muscle stiffening motion. His knees shook and curved inwards while his toes in reaction to the pleasure jolts bent and cramped inwards in reaction to the pleasure he was feeling. Earl panted in and out however in horror seeing his body dissected before his eyes. It was disturbing to see how expertly the machine was pulling his body to pieces while operating correctly at the same time. His right thigh for one was emptied partly while a robotic pistol holster was placed into him while his left thigh had batteries, and medical supplies placed into him. "What in the goddamn hell i-is this?" Earl questioned in horror.
As the pistol and holster was finished, he felt the other arms over his chest and on the back of his head began to operate on him, installing various safety checks on his system and a basic navigation and targeting module to aid him with his weapons. He saw his HUD had a net like flash running from left to right of the screen while his vision recalibrate. He would then see the world in full color again with a white reticle hovering over his eyes aiming at the various objects of interest. Whenever the reticle lock on a robot or anything of value, Earl can see their names, functions, status and possible weak points for combat.
"Unit 591, submit yourself for programming evaluation. Come willingly and the process will be pleasurable." Said a robotic voice directed at him. Earl can see that in front of him was a massive hulking robot with gun metal, jet black color on the frame. Its head was apparently sleek and angular almost like a wedge of sort with two narrow cyan eye slits.
Its body was equally angular with a slim and athletic built and its two legs were apparently hooves of a deer. The robot came towards Earl as its antlers were revealed to be synthetic and shiny chrome like materials as it looked at him without flinching. "Unit 591, your operational programming is not finished, you are to report to a secondary programming bay for your evaluation and reprogramming immediately. Resist and I shall take actions against you." The deer robot stated monotonously to him.
The constant demands without much explanation were becoming unbearable for Earl at this point. Instead of just following the robotic deer Ealr snarled looking at the frame of the deer without much threat. "Yeah go with you so I can be buttfucked again… Is that so Mr. Metal?..." Earl questioned still with a very stern rage in his voice. He stood up and rose his fists, but still the deer may have been right about his programming. "Come on then. Even if I can't fucking move my limbs too well l can still kick ass!" Earl boasted. His first swing however came off as a jittery slow move that gently tapped the deer in the stomach. "Okay less ass kicking… Oh my god I'm old…" Earl said dazzed.
"Unit 591, I am required to restrain you for submissive treatment." Said the robo deer as it used its left hand to push Earl's fist away flipping him around before grabbing both his arms and pinned him on the ground on all fours. His HUD flashed with messages of error and his system was being shut down for rebellious behaviours to his superior. As he struggled against this, he can see that the deer's crotch was unveiling its own erection, a set of panel in a pod like unfolded, revealing a black, slick synthetic erection aiming at Earl's tail hole, the deer first grinded its erection against the crevice of Earl's tail hole before aiming its tip at Earl's entry point. It felt like all hope was gone for him and he was about to be raped again, but then, he saw his HUD was going back to normal and his body's motor control being brought back to him.
MOTOR CONTROL RESTORED
SYSTEM PROTECTION NOMINAL
HYDRAULICS AT FULL CAPACITY
COMBAT MODE ENGAGED
He felt a rush of energy coming through his body as his muscles and motor control allowed him to perform acrobatic moves to escape the deer's grasp while his targeting system finally kicked in, with the reticle aimed on the robot deer's center mass allowing him to engage it with his pistol.
Earl after this didn't hesitate to shoot the rapists deer into the chest. Not once, twice, but three times until the deer was unable to pick itself up any longer. Earl looked down at the deer and breathed in and out in disgusted breaths. He felt his anus once again ache, but this time even worse than before. Some how the fact he was sexuallly assaulted by somthing more living looking rather than a hose made the experience all the more worse. Earl fell down to his ream and held himself in a fetal position before breaking down into tears. Only his tears were also nanites now. "Oh great you took those away from me as well?..." He said to himself.
"Hello...is this line secured? Greetings Earl Lupis Unit 591. I have to keep the transmission brief and contained otherwise...she might listen. You need to get to the bridge of the ship and send out a distress call to the mainland and warn them of the ship's current predicament. A crisis has just occured, robots have taken over the ship and whatever is pulling this made sure that the crew died first. Hurry." Said the robot female voice on the other side of the transmission, the communication he had with it was brief but the caller ID was labeled "Diadochi", Greek word for "Successor". He didn't quite know the caller yet, it could be a trick by the robots or whatever that was orchestrating the events here, but he had to move on, otherwise he would be doomed to be captured.
With the prospect of capture in mind Earl slowly stood up, and rubbed one of his glutes his his hand as he moved along the ship. Although, he was not looking forward to viewing what has become of the various crew and passengers who were just looking to go on a simple family vacation. If he was just one of the many passengers then what were the other like here? "What sick fuck did this?..." Earl asked himself as he moved through the metal pale corridors of the ship. In his mind now he wanted to know who this supposed kingpin is.
In his head he began to ponder more and more on how right he was for not wanting to take a trip on the sea. Original it was just a fear of the ocean. The thoughts of sinking and never coming out of the water as his lungs filled with salty sea water. He dread the thoughts of the ocean, but now he thought on how foolish Anubis was for sending him on this voyage. Rape was not the item he was expecting on this trip. "Fuck off man… This isn't funny." as he moved to the bridge of the ship he only had one humorous thought on his mind. "Not a captain I'm pilot" he thought to himself.
As he made his way through the ship's interior, the first place he came across was the gymnasium of the cruise ship, the place was apparently still fresh from a blood bath with the passengers like antelopes, goats, or any other athletic heavy mammals were dead on the floor with the airborne drones buzzing over head with machine guns on their chassis. They don't seem to look like a military grade purpose built automated killing machine but more like tack on devices loitering around to check the areas. When they sighted Earl, their HUD recognized him as merely Unit-591. But instead of letting him go, they buzzed around him strafing him with their machine guns. Apparently his scuffle with the robot deer downstairs had alerted them to his presence as a rogue robot.
Thankfully none of the bullets hit Earl at all, and he, but just a moment to get to cover away from the various machines out to kill him. He bit his now metal lip, and sighed. He looked down to the pistol holster he had built into his thigh compartment, and opened it. Inside were various tightly tied wires, and circuitry lines in his body of a black to dark grey color, but the pistol holster itself was a silver square shaped metal holder made up of various brackets. In it the Robocop-esque pistol grip was displayed to him prominently. He grabbed hold of the pistol and pulled it out. "Show time…" He said to himself.
He then rolled out of cover and continued rolling from his upper back to his glutes until he came to an gile kneel on his feet. He then grabbed the pistol in both of his hands, and fired at the drones causing one of them to quickly get knocked out of the air, and onto the ground. He then sprung on his feet and used the thrill of the battle to throw himself to run and gun the next drone as it fired at Earl until the drone exploded.
With the drones destroyed quite easily, he was left free of incumbents to get in his way and most of all, he can scavenge the various supplies in the room to obtain more ammo, new weapons and potentially speaking new abilities. He found what appeared to be a computer terminal for robots like him, he accessed it and found that the screens were holographic touch screens for him to access its content and functions. He soon see that a modification was made for him, one that was apparently made for bots like him to improve their hacking and computer slicing skills. The software was installed into him quite easily giving him a chance to access various computer terminals and other assorted digital applications to modify and reprogram them to his liking.
At the end of the room, he was able to access an elevator that took him up from the gymnasium to the higher levels of the ship, he found that the foredeck of the ship near its bowl was bloodied with robots rampaging on the passengers with some of them shooting up survivors in an instant without batting an eye. It was a chaotic mess, one that Earl can see neither rhyme nor reasons behind it. Once he arrived at the bridge, he found that the ship has been going in circles out at sea for sometimes now, not only that but he found that the GPS coordinates of the ship was set to make it go round and round with no clear destination set. He would need to somehow put the ship into harbor or inform the local authorities to get to him quick.
First he went to the captain's seat to see if the former captain had any type of emergency radio. However, looking at the steering wheel of the ship tempted him to simply move the ship towards shore. "Althight. This is a lot bigger than any kind of plane… What am i doing? What am I doing?" he asked himself twice. Just looking down at the steering console gave his vision an unbalanced blue due to how complex it looked to him. "Oh god damn I'm gonna ground this into a port, dock, whatever they are called!" Earl said. He rose his vision up so he could focus on what was outside of the ship. He saw miles of endless blue ocean of course, but then he thought of something else. "Maybe that's what I wanna do…" Earl said more chaotically before spotting the radio of the ship. Quickly he hacked into the GPS of the ship and reset the steering system for Miami. He then finally set it in full gear to go as fast as it could before picking up the emergency radio. The one thing that actually made sense to him. "Better god damn work…" Earl grumbled. "Hello? Anyone out there? Please pick up!" Earl shouted into device.
At first there was only static noses of the radio broadcast but soon, Earl heard a voice replying his call, it was youth, but not only that the voice was familiar to him in every ways. "Wait what the? Uncle Earl is that you there on the line? What's going on there? I was looking for why the Tartarus just went off the grid in a sudden!" It was Charlie the robot arctic wolf, on the other end of the line, Charlie was inside the Museum hideout of Anubis sitting by a SIGINT and ELINT station of the base with various holographic screens and monitors displaying data and signal triangulation. He would soon see the Tartarus moving out at sea somewhere in the Gulf of Mewhico heading towards the state of Furrida, namely at Miami.
Hearing Charlie's voice made Earl's heart jump with joy. After many events recently the two have bonded just as Logan and Charlie have bonded like brothers. Hearing Charlie refer to Earl as "uncle" made Earl nearly faint with relief and joy. His heart for just a quick moment beat warmly before his mind was quickly perplexed. "Oh thank god Charlie… How did you get this? I thought Miami coast guard or something would have gotten me. How did you end up getting this?" Earl said confused n partly confused. "You heard about the ship going off of the grid? Well… Look I'm in a bad state man… Nothing make sense to me anymore." Earl said oddly out of his normal calm.
"Just slow down Earl, one thing at a time first. I was monitoring the ship back at home using the Coast Guard's radar data when suddenly it went off the grid." Said Charlie as he saw that the signal triangulation of the broadcast soon zeroed in on the Tartarus's exact location showcasing it on the screen back at the hideout. At the same time, another signal was sent to the ship by the coast guard. "This is the Miami Coast Guard to S.S Tartarus cruise ship, please state your emergency and the situation onboard your ship and we'll come and get you over." Said the broadcaster in a calm voice over the radio to keep the airwave clear of confusion despite the fact that the other caller was piggybacking on the Coast Guard's signals and intercepts.
Earl cleared his gruff voice out before replaying with, "Situation on the ship!? Condition!? Everyone is fucking dead, and robots are everywhere man! I just got r- nevermind! It a terrorist thing or something! I don't know, but bring guns! Lots of them! Oh and don't shoot me!" Earl shouted not using any type of calmness. However, the last thing he sated made him realize that since he was synthetic and a robot there was now a most certain chance he was going to be shot on sight. "Just don't shoot my shiny metal ass… I don't know how many are dead either. Probably the whole ship. I was… Well you won't believe it, but used as a sex toy." Earl finished.
An awkward silent prevailed over the airwave for a moment with the Coast Guard dispatcher being the first to be dead silent while Charlie himself perked both his ears up looking petrified with fear and terror. "What happened!?" Anubis shouted as he was running in with urgency ruling his mind. "Uhhh...Anubis, boss, Earl got...raped and roboticized onboard the ship." Charlie said sheepishly to Anubis who in turn had a petrified and terrified expression on his face. His eyes widened in shock and he felt his body turned stiffed, "Get ready for deployment...I want you onboard that ship." Said Anubis with a bit of stuttering as he slowly fell down to a chair, barely catching himself in the process with some helps of the Jackal Guards beside him.
"Hold tight we're dispatching a first responder to your location now over." Said the Coast Guard dispatcher with as much calm as he can. At his office, the bunny dispatcher tuned the radio broadcast to a pair of Coast Guard patrol frigates in the region and dialed in on the bridge of the ship to a tiger captain onboard. "Uhh captain Osborn of the USS Sulaco, we have a distress signal coming from the S.S Tartarus, you and Captain Reynards are to intercept and see what's going on over. There seems to be a terrorist incident onboard or something sir." Said the bunny dispatcher with an indifferent but confused calm to his voice as he tried to relay the message to Captain Osborn and Reynards.
Reynards himself was a fennec fox, but one with a very quick leap towards anger. He stood up form his captain's seat and glared. "That friggin' huge thing? Oh I told everyone that the ship was a prime target for terror at sea… Let me guess pirate holding people for more weapons, por treatment for their sickle cell." Reynards said in a furious tone.
However, unlike Reynards, Osborn was a lot calmer and sighed hearing this news. He also stood much taller than Reynards being a tiger himself. "Calm down Reynards. I doubt throwing a hissy fit now will get anything done, or for this situation here to improve." Osborn cleared his throat out, and replied to the dispatcher. It was already concerning one of the world's most luxurious ships was commandeered, but neither of the men knew that the reality was more grim than either thought. "Right. We'll get some of our men armored, and gunned up. For god's sake let's hope these are the ones not hopped up on gunpowder filled cocaine." Osborn put half sarcastic.
"Understood Captain Osborn." Said the dispatcher, but at the moment, Earl suddenly felt his presence on the bridge to be disturbed, a robotic, monotonous cackle was heard over the P.A of the bridge. "Did you think you can hide from me...my beloved?" Our wedding plan will proceed as I see fit. You by my side as a perfect elegant machine, the embodiment of technological Apex and revolution." The mechanical female voice said with a looping, glitchy voice followed by an ominous evil laugh booming over the P.A at Earl. Clearly it was taunting him, trying to play with his mind. "Ah, you have ordered some wedding gifts for me...thank you my beloved Unit 591, for they will make great witnesses and servants to the growing harem that you will lead." The female voice cackled at him showing the twisted and bizarrely warped mind it has.
To make matters worse, he heard the thudding sound of footsteps coming up the stairs, the quaking shocks that it generated gave him the impression of a hulking foe that he was not ready to take on. True enough, he saw a massive bull robot, sporting red color on its body from top to bottom, the hulking robot eyed Earl with a predatory grin as it began to pummel its way at him. Its mechanical limbs and muscular design gave Earl the impression it was originally made for sumo wrestling between robots if it was possible. But there was little time to think as its hooves tear off the floor and ran at him to pummel him, Osborn and Reynards can both hear the sounds over the radio as Earl's instincts and now even his digital augmented brains told him to run.
Those instincts of self preservation caused earl to pivot around and then bolt out of the bride of the, and then run back into the narrow white corridors of the ship. These corridors of course were much nicer than the previous ones he saw in the bowels of the ship, but despite how wooden or hotel like they may have seen they were now what kept Earl running in a straight line for his life. The walls seemed to have closed in on his vision telling him he was quickly losing his sanity. "HELP! FUCKING HELP!" Earl screamed, but was clearly alone as he ran through the halls of the ship.
He would soon came to a balcony where he took a leap of faith, falling down into the pool of the lower area of the ship's lower deck, out of sight of the robot bull that was hunting him. Once he came to the wooden plank of the pool and sports zone, he saw that the area was also hastily evacuated but with the speed and scale of the crisis there weren't much room for the civilians to make a break for it, resulting in massive casualties and bloodshed on the deck. At that moment, he would receive the same transmission from the mysterious caller again instructing him on what to do for self preservation sake.
"It is good that you are unharmed. You need to find the survivors and link up with them. I don't have access to the ship's security system therefore, you will need to start with the last known location of reported sightings. The Main streets area of the ship. Head down there and find the survivors. On the way you will also find a robot Orca who's on stand by, you can reprogram it to your service." The robotic female voice stated to him, a new set of locations were uploaded to him and his holographic map was updated with the Royal Promenade area of the cruise ship. He would see that a section of the Main Streets being marked in Blue color, apparently to show him that a robot Orca that he can reprogram was standing by there.
Said blue marker was just a blue colored circle in one of the sopping stands. Earl squinted still off put by jus thow high tech everything had become on him. He quickly got himself up and simply listened to the voice. Despite his experience no other voice had come out to him yet that was friendly. And this particular voice sounded oddly more agreeable just how non robotic it was. Earl however grumbled to himself after this and moved from the pool area of the ship to the main street. Once there he of course got his fill with various visitor bodies laying on the ground bloodied. He gulped at the horrific sights, and hugged himself anxiously. Just in case of an encounter he got his pistol back out while stepping over the dead. Looking at all of them he pondered more and more on who this was still. It was all leading to the Alice Earl heard Logan talk about before warning him. Sonn Earl found the shop the robotic orca was placed in and went in while unsure of what his encounter would be like.
He found the shop to be a fashion shop of sort hastily evacuated with the robot standing on both legs at the middle of the shop. It was apparently on stand by mode with a terminal connected to the back of its head next to it, showing Earl its status as "DORMANT". Once he got to it and activated the robot, he found that the hulking muscular Orca bot's emerald green optics flashed to life with its head swivel to face him. "Identifying, Custom Combat Canid Robot Model LX-5 Unit 591, authentication confirm. Warning unit relation not recognized. Detecting high level of stress and discomfort. I am Psychological and Technical Combat Support Model TL-3 Unit 456. Designation Herakles. Standing By for unit insemination by you." Said the Orca robot in a male robotic voice as it looked to Earl. It didn't seem to give off the dread of being a rapist to him but a rather submissive robot, mindless and only able to follow programs given to it.
Despite the mindless nature of the robo before him Earl looked him disgusted, and just off put now. Earl firmly shook his head and cringed to the "insemination" described to him. Especially now in a situation like this it seemed very off putting and inappropriate for him. "Uh no. I'll call you Herakles, but no. I'm not in the mood for god damn sexy time right now." Earl said angrily as he glared at the orca suspicious. "I'm tired of all this sex bullshit! Why in the fuck did a robot race decided they needed fucking, fucking to get shit done? Why God dammit !? What is the meaning of this!?" Earl shouted becoming more and more frustrated.
"Unit 591, I detected a sudden peak in your anxiety. Projected effects include impaired aiming, lost of hand-eye coordination, disorientation. Possible inhibition of interactions. May I explain methods of programming?" Herakles asked still looking blankly at Earl. Its body remain stiff and locked in place without making a move towards him as the orca retain its signature stoic, stone cold observation of Earl's robotic body. Its HUD ran diagnostic scan of Earl's body noting that he was apparently in functional condition physically and mechanically but his mental stability was of course shaken and dropped down to hysteria and paranoia due to recent turn of events.
Earl galred at the robot before him, and grew increasingly more and more annoyed by the robotic way it talk. He much rather be talking to something smug at leat. Not the mindless machine before him. "Alright. So Herakles. Please explain how programming works for me." Earl said trying hard not to go off into a rant.
"Accessing database. Programming method involves a cabal plug jack into the neural access outlet located on the back of a robot's neck such as yours or mine. Said cabal must be connected to a sufficiently advanced interface and computer such as of a robot of your caliber to make necessary adjustments. Second method involves insemination, Unit 591, you are equipped with a DNA based computer programming prod, which organics called a penis, you can utilize it to access my rear access port and inseminate your DNA into me, thus syncing your DNA signatures and vital signs to your control. In doing so I will recognize you as my Dominant Command Unit." Said Herakles as it knelt down on its knees and slumped its head forward, the orca robot pointed Earl to a small circular access outlet on the back of its neck similar to the one found on Logan, Charlie and now, Earl himself.
"Uh… Look all of this is really getting on my nerves so before I do anything drastic…" Earl then selected his cable jack from his selection list of weapons on the hud he had which oddly looked like the typical pip boy type look to it. Statistics, items, data all of which Earl had with him. In the items tab however he went to misc items and scrolled down to the cabal jack. Oddly enough the more angry he got the more determined he became to solve the issue here and now, and as such he strained his patience down to its lowest level. The jack in question came out of the palm of his hand and once with him he rammed it into the back of Herakles's neck rather forcefully. Even more alarming was how real grabbed the neck of Herakle's neck in a strangle hold it seemed. "I'm just gonna skip the intimate junk. I'm not testing out your abilities to be a sex drone, but if this situation we are now does get worse then someone will be fucked… By me more like." Earl said huffing out. "I guess I can test you out later for that though. And you can also call it a dick, or a Johnson… No need for formality around me." Earl grumbled.
"Affirmative, Unit 591, designation Earl Lupis. Preferred title, Earl identified and confirmed. Dominant Command Unit registered, standing by for new directives." Herakles then stood up from where he was and looked at Earl.
Its muscular beefy arms and thighs were designed with the obvious intent to be an alluring sex drone that can hold its own in combat. The body building stature it sports also had a jet black speedo like crotch plate.
Herakles then proceeded to hand Earl a similar jet black colored crotch plate for him to put on for modesty reasons. The plate apparently has a belt like design on it with a wolf head silhouette.
"This plate has a built-in distress beacon that you can use to call for my assistance should you find yourself in a sticky situation." The orca robot stated as it proceeded to put the plate on Earl's crotch gently, sealing the locks into place with the belt like device tied around his waists. "I am ready to go now. What is my next objective?" Herakles asked with the right arm unveiling a wrist mounted plasma cannon and on his shoulders were some built in rocket launchers.
Earl first looked down at his speedo at least feeling more comfortable as he was no longer completely naked. However, looking to the arsenal Herakles had built into his body made Earl grunt in shock seeing just how well built the robot was. "Oh damn. A looker, hooker, and a weapon." Earl said as he finally was able to joke. He frowned shortly after and turned around to walk out of the shopping area. "First off you are following me. Second we go to find out if someone survived this." Earl said. He felt his heart jump forgetting to ask a very important question. "And do you know who did this?... To all those people and me?" Earl said still looking for answers that were simply not coming to him.
"Negative, I only know that I was transported onboard the ship during the loading phase 3 weeks ago in Furrida. Prior to the recent cruise. About 10 hours ago, a crisis occured with the robots onboard going haywire and turn on the passengers. I was placed here to be on standby for any combat need and assistance. I was disconnected from the events for reasons out of my knowledge, however. Personal notes, do not engage any surviving organics." Said Herakles as he began to follow Earl around the shopping area of the ship. The royal Promenade deck of the ship has various deceased passengers and other lootable objects on the floor. There were also roaming robot patrols. Each of them had a different form, some were fast moving hyenas, others were coyotes or wolves, while then some were felines, equines or bovines. "Warning, combat bots presence detected. Unregistered IFF sources identified as hostiles. Shall I engage and pleasure you in the process?" Herakles hunkered down behind a pillar with his weapons payload aiming at the incoming robot patrol.
The dual question he asked caused Earl to make a double take since he was ready to agree to having Herakles dive head first into combat, but the pleasure part of the question made Earl perplexed and curious just trying to think of how Herakles would manage to perform both at once. "Uhhh… I kinda want to see you do that actually. Might as well… Its either you or its the other boys around here. Eugh…" Earl said disgusted. Watching each of the mindless machines move back and forth in the area while more dead lay on the ground made Earl sick. "Right. On my mark we scrap them. 1….2….3!" Earl shouted getting out of cover quickly.
The orca robot quickly swiveled his torso at the direction of the patrolling robot, he fired off his rocket barrage at the bulky and tank like bovine bots who were wielding powerful plasma cannons. He then fired his wrist mounted plasma cannon at the fleeing combat bots who were either of feline or canine designs. Two equine bots quickly ran into the Champagne Bar of the deck before returning fire at Earl and Herakles. Surprisingly for Earl, Herakles didn't bother pleasuring him in the middle of battle and opted to aim his powerful plasma cannon at the first equine bot's head, blasting it apart, leaving the torso to move around aimlessly shooting at random directions.
As it shot in random directions Earl dolphin dived to the ground and continued shooting the equine bot before it exploded into blue colored energy and pieces of it flung around the room randomly. Earl then got up and dashed for cover with his pistol till by his side. "Well I kinda figured carrying my old ass then doing what he wanted with it would have been too hard… Kinda makes me the bullet shield then." Earl said. He moved his hand out of cover and made blind fire shots towards the champagne bar. Each one of the plasma bolt struck the wooden counter and caused charred pieces to fling outwards in small scale explosions. Some of the bolts hit the dented wood again and actually pierced through the bar and hit various parts of the robot's bodies.
The robots behind the champagne bar quickly disperse around to the other pieces of cover around the place, only for Herakles's arm cannon to hit their torso with pinpoint accuracy, blasting them into scraps and burned pieces. "All targets confirmed destroyed. Are you satisfied with my service Unit 591?" Herakles asked robotically as he lumbers forward to the scrap heap that was blasted bots and charred hostile combatants. He picked out functional weapons and ammo from the bots and found a rather submachine gun model MP7 for Earl and handed Earl the heavily modified weapon that sports a literal holographic sight on the top with an IR flashlight mounted under the barrel.
The hyper advanced weapon made Earl feel somewhat more powerful, and able to survive in this crazy situation. He looked through the holographic blue scope of the MP7 and made a grin to Herakles. "Well. N'm not advanced mind wise yet, but I sure know what that is." Earl said looking to the gun. He dusted it off and looked to Herakles with a face full of thought and contemplation. "Next stop we help those survivors. C'mon we got some guns now. Real guns. Lets see what else we can do." Earl said moving again.
"Do you honestly think you can get away from me, my love? Your beautiful body, your marvelous coding and mechanical actuators, your profound and elegant functions are so hard to ignore." Said the malevolent female voice over the PA system, this told Earl that they were being watched all the way and that whatever Earl intend to do, the omnipresence overlord of the ship may have deduced it already. "You have demonstrated an increasingly competent job at combat applications Earl Lupis. Also shown is your ability to work as a coordinated team with a fellow unit, such an admirable advancement require...further testing." the voice said in an increasingly seductive tone and sounding as if it was hinting at possible sexual encounters with Earl.
Earl felt his ears droop down as the seductive message finished speaking. He already knew he was being spied on, and that something more than likely mechanical was now after him. However, he didn't expect it to be into him more than any other passenger on the ship. More of his suspicion for the omnipresence grew as he held his new weapon close to him. He sighed out afraid for the part. It was simply unnerving knowing he was in fact being watched from some other place "Who the hell are you?... What do you want me, and why me outta all these people?..." Earl question for answers to what twisted logic was used here. However, even he knew that his questions would come out of his mouth, but would never receive an answer.
"You'll find out soon enough." Said the voice before the P.A system on the Royal Promenade Deck went silent leaving Herakles and Earl alone to continue on their own. Herakles's eyes activated a pair of long range laser scanner over the carnage of the royal promenade deck searching for signs of traceable signals but found nothing despite the hard work of his green laser beams.
"Detecting no discernible signal pattern or energy source. Recommended actions: Push on and search for survivors. Standing by for further directioning and suggestions." Said Herakles as the orca robot brandished his arm cannon at the ready while his left wrist opened up a series of panel unveiling the wrist mounted dual blades for up close melee combat. He folded the shoulder rockets into their storage for ammo conservation before letting Earl go first to lead the way.
Earl nodded to Herakles, and led the way for him after facing just a small bit of disappointment from the inconclusive results of the laser scan. "Thought this bitch would have been to clever than lead traceable trials. Cmon." Earl said leading the wa. "We ain't going to find anything else here. Let's hope the rest of this is smooth." Earl hoped. However, moving through more of the ship he began thinking how anyone could have survived any of this after the massive disaster here, but then something else came to his mind. The fact he was still a robot while the other survivor would at least be mostly normal mammals that were more or less still completely normal in their minds. "Shit. Hey Herakles… We can't just get up to these people while liek this man. They'll be shooting at us…" Earl said.
"Observation noted. Organics require trust to allow access to possible enclave." Said Herakles as he followed Earl as they traveled down to the lower deck, the Entertainment deck of the ship. They first arrived at an ice skating rink of the deck where they can see various airborne drones loitering around to patrol the area and on the ground were automated turrets overlooking the ice skating rink. "Detecting possible organic presence in the area, recommended action, stealthy approach and disable security assets." Herakles informed Earl as his eyes fired off the laser scanners again, taking in the area around them and relay to Earl's HUD various enemy automated defense systems and landmines as well as sensor pads that can alert their presence to the turrets.
The area seemed to be completely surrounded for some reason as Earl saw. "Shit. it looks like who ever this is knew we were coming. Unless they are looking for something else." Earl grumbled. However there was just on more thought on his mind now. That or they are protecting something now." Earl said to himself.
He moved between various chairs and seat in the ice rink, and kept his eye on the turrets in the ice rink before focusing his attention on the drones. It looked like the drones got the most of his attention due to their cone of vision of surveillance was at a much higher height. Just one sweep on the ground would have allowed the turrets to spot him.
As Earl and Herakles hunched down and made their ways across the ice rink. They saw the turrets and drones buzzed towards the silhouette of what appeared to be an antelope running across the place. The drones flew towards him ready to gun him down before they were shot down by Herakles arm cannon. The turrets sighted the hulking orca robot and pour lead on him making Earl practically invisible, thus allowing him to move about as he saw fit. "Taking heavy fire from enemy turret. Proceeding to take cover and minimize damage to combat frame." Said Herakles as the orca hunkered down behind a row of seats firing his rocket pods at the turrets on the far side of the ice rink, destroying them in an instance before rotating his attention to the ones closest to the Antelope, who in turn was cowering behind the middle row of seats. Earl can tell from the sound of the antelope's terrified voice that he was an acquaintance of his.
Earl tilted his head recognizing the voice of the antelope. His heart jumped up in a tingling shocking feeling now. He vaulted over many of the seat in the ice rink and ran for the petrified antelope quickly wasting no time to focus on shooting on the drones. Anytime Earl spotted a mine on the floor he jumped over, and then rolled forwards in the air using expert agility he didn't think he possessed before to get to the antelope. He then landed in front of the antelope while crouching to view him while avoid the sentry turrets. "Monty? Monty! Is that you man!? I mean boss." Earl said before he looked down at himself. "Shit… Sorry boss. This is weird and terrifying for you, but it's worse for Old Earl here as well." Earl said slumping his shoulders down expecting the antelope not to believe him.
The antelope shivered and shuddered when he saw the robot wolf that was Earl, he staggered back away from Earl, only to have his antlers piercing the leather seats behind him and the tip of the antlers protruded out to the other end of the chair. "Oh God no! You're here to kill me aren't you? Don't tell me I already know I'll die here pretty damn soon am I?" Monty shivered and quivered in fear trying to get his antler out of the seat that it stuck into. Herakles at that moment casually walked towards Monty and Earl, causing the antelope to faint in shock and horror when he saw the hulking orca mech. "Organic life form confirmed, emotional status detected. Shock and frightened, recommended action, find shelter and calming agents." The robot stated with a dull tone not being able to display any kind of sophistications despite his awareness of Monty's state of mind and Earl's apparent familiarity with him.
Earl bent closer to Monty and grabbed the much meeker antelope by the shoulders. Earl then pulled Monty closer to himself and shook him around so he could Monty's antlers out of the set behind him. "Monty snap outta it. It's me! Earl! Form Lockheed Maretin!" Earl shouted. Earl remembered Monty as his boss. Not only that though but a close friend. Earl recalled being in his younger late 20s to late 30s working for the company. A massive aircraft engineering company. Earl back then wore a light bee button down shirt while learning form thick text books, and then early internet on how to fly and construct more efficient and powerful turbine engine programs.
Back then Earl recalled himself using a silver colored marker to draw various schematics down on dark blue, blueprint paper. Back then he looked much more like Logan did and even ported much neater fur on his body rather than his much ore messy and uneven fur he had on his boyd and just last. Thinking on just his fur alone though Earl missed the feeling of real flesh and the warmth his soft fur offered him. In this new body of his, his consciousness felt like an intruder.
However, he focussed on the meek looking antelope before him, and desired now for answers now. "Monty! It's me! Remember the F-Furry 5? I quit before I finished the project because I was tired of military stuff! I went around the world for exploring more! Remember!?" earl said shaking Monty around. In his memory Earl remembered Lockheed Martin straying away from commercial and passenger made projects in favor of weaponizing jets with more aerodynamic designs, and even faster engines for therei jets. Back then Earl got to pilot his creations from large mukile engine turbine jets all the way to smaller propeller luxury crafts. Back then the experience made him feel wealthy, but his true passion was alway with exploring the world suing his job to fuel his curiosity on the world. His trip to various airports around the world only funded by his determination and his want for adventure.
The antelope slowly recovered from the initial after shock as he looked at Earl's now robot face. He could have sworn that Earl's voice was coming out of it but the moment he saw the face he nearly fainted again. "Oh no, you're not going to fool me! You're not Earl...wait how did you know about the F-Furry 5 project?" The antelope asked meekly still holding both his hooves to his face and shield himself from both Earl and Herakles. "Initial shock removed, organic presence require trust and empirical evidence. No known recommended action found Unit 591 Earl Lupis." Said Herakles, as he mentioned the title of the robot wolf, Lloyd Monty Grazerson gasped out seeing Earl as a robot wolf and nearly fell over his back.
"That you Earl? You're THE robot!? How is this possible? What happened to you? No this is a nightmare right? No it can't be a nightmare I can feel pain and hear myself!" Lloyd hysterically shouted while looking up and down Earl's body and Herakles noting how beefed out the two were as well as their now highly advanced robot chassis. Evidently, they were the ones responsible for his rescue from the security units. Therefore, it has to be Earl Lupis himself doing the rescue. The lack of information and awareness however were much more pressing as Lloyd has yet to be aware of the extent of the situation.
Earl stood up, and held Monty by the wrist to hoist him up to his feet so he could look more serious than if he were just laying and sitting down. Now Earl could tell him the gravity of the situation as it had become worse and worse. He cleared his throat out an spoke in his gruff gravelly voice as he did before in Lockheed Martin. "Lloyd sir. You gotta believe me. It's me. Earl Lupis. Look something on the ship got to me… I don't know what, but I have a theory. A bad one. I just know its weird, pervy, and pissed off!" Earl yelled while leading Lloyd back. As he moved Earl stopped occasionally to crouch and disable mines that were on the floor. "And she wants my body. I'm not even that good looking. Or I was before this happened." Earl said gesturing to his robot body.
"Pervy? Pissed off? She? Look I don't know what's going on right now either...Earl...but whatever that doesn't kill me right now I'll stick with it. I heard there's a safe haven in the Casino Royale somewhere on this deck that we can hide in with other survivors. I don't know how am I going to explain you to the survivors if there are any left there. But let's go." Said Lloyd as the battered and haggard antelope grip his arms and shake in fear. Herakles followed behind providing cover and firepower for Earl as the point man while protecting the antelope. "Interrogative, how many are there in the enclave?" The orca bot asked while keeping his head moving about scanning for threats. "Not sure about how many. I just heard that there are some passengers gathered there, probably rich peeps with enough cash for their own survival." Said Lloyd as they walked with him towards the Casino Royale.
Earl looked to Monty and periodically stopped Herakles so he could scope around for any item of use himself. However, with Herakles as the point man he only needed one individual to scope the area out. He patted Monty on his back using his large arm causing some air to be forced out of Monty's body. "Believe me man I'm just as scared as you right now…" Earl said depressingly. He kept his weapon level despite never being any type of soldier or even tactician. "Look. I'm sorry about leaving' and all. I couldn't relax knowing that each time I gave a new weapon soon it would be obsolete for killin' and a new one would be placed. Alright. Now I'm surrounded by death, and hyper advanced stuff. So I'm just gonna need you to work with me, and then for you to stand up for me. Just once. I'm pretty sure these guys got just as weaponized as me." Earl said in a quick spout on the current situation and past. He then looked down and recalled he was only wearing his speedo. "And sorry bout the look. Bitch-bot 9000 only likes sex stuff." Earl grumbled.
Lloyd likewise made a disgusted shrug as they made their ways towards the Casino Royale area, they found the casino was far from being a safe space they thought it to be, in fact, the place appeared to have been shot to bits with slot machines spilling credits everywhere and spilled beverages on the floor. There was no one there to suggest a group of passenger had congregated there for safety, Herakles of course grew suspicious of the area and made a laser scan of the casino to see if there were signs of hostile activities and possible traps.
His emerald green HUD switched around to an EM mode to detect electronics in the place, but only found light and security cameras. Most of which have been shot up and compromised. "No hostile detected, the area is secured, recommended actions: Set up our safe haven as you see fit. Disable all remaining cameras and barricade the entrances." Said Herakles as his head swivel around slowly like a tank turret.
Looking to the toppled and ruined slot machines in the casino Earl tapped his chin and looked back to the doors inthe ship. "I got an idea." Earl walked over to row of the machines with black colored holes in its metal shape. As he picked it up more shiny credits fell from the bullet holes. He then turned around and handed it to Herakles. "Here. Get more of these and then start blocking the doors with them. That way we got a barricade going. I'll tap into the cameras, or actually wait…" Earl said. He looked down at his beefy and muscular robot body and sighed. It was definitely way too large to move around like this and be stealthy. He looked to Monty's thinner body and grinned. "Actually Monty. How about you take care of the cameras? Look at you. You're thinner, and that way you can sneak around. Me I'm not going to sneak around anything." Earl said gesturing to his thick body.
Monty gulped, he swallowed his breath defeatedly before nodding to Earl, finding it impossible to argue against his logic. "S-sure...why not? I think...c-can do that. I t-th-ink so." He stuttered before making his way towards the camera of the small casino, he ducked down under the table and made an almost comical effort to sprint from one piece of cover to another. He finally arrived at the camera's wire where he yanked it hard with both hands to disable the device. "Cam 1 down. One left to go." Said Monty, reminding himself of the number of cameras he need to take care of in the area. He then repeat the process and ripped out the wire of the second camera, resisting his urge to chew on them being a herbivore and a regurgitator. "Okay Earl, cams are down now I think. I wouldn't reconnect the wires unless I have a clear cut idea of what I'm doing." Said Monty as he sighed out trying to relax from the initial shock.
"Dominant Command Unit 591, I am reporting my objective completed, the casino has been barricaded and traps have been set for intruders." Said Herakles as he went back to rejoin Earl in the middle of the casino and sat down by a lounge chair of the place. "Initializing diagnostic...5% damage detected on combat chassis, ETA for auto repair, 45 minutes. Assistance requirement optional." The orca robot said as his head slumped down slightly to indicate his rest with the bullet holes on his torso and arms as well as thigh remaining visible, however the projectiles apparently didn't penetrate deep enough into him.
As Herakles slumped his head down for rest, Earl watched him noting that even the most robotic of the group would show a more natural and realistic body language piece indicating he was tired. Earl leaned forwards and tapped his hand on top of Herakles head before sighing. He seemed too stressed as well from the frenetic day he's had so far from being roboticized, raped, and forced to survive through a massive gauntlet. "Just ease up Herakles. Take a minute to rest yourself since I think we're safe here." Earl said leaning back in his chair and resting his head in a slump. He looked back up to Herakles, and thought for a moment on just how helpful he was despite also being a robotic individual as well. "And… Thanks I guess. For the help man." Earl said looking to Monty. "Oh and boss. Like I said. I don't think anyone else is coming here. Beside us." Earl said viewing the barricaded doors.
"Oh well that makes me feel better, I need the peace I guess to think on something." Said the antelope as he curled up on the lounge chair behind the one Earl and Herakles shared. The orca robot at that moment was seen pulling out bullets from his limbs and torso. Each of the shell landed on the ground coated with a smoggy paint of greasy oil and chrome colored mecha fluid.
Herakles armor plates opened up an detached from his body, revealing a mesh of carbon fiber muscle mass underneath with the muscles apparently reformed slowly after being shot at. He then punched out the deformed and dented armor plates to properly reform them into place. "The commendation is much appreciated. I am not programmed for social interaction other than combat and psychological support and sexual releases should my registered dominant unit require." The orca nonchalantly stated not minding the fact that Monty might have heard it.
Earl nodded to Herakles, but noted the second function the orca-bot had with him still. It was disturbing that Herakles was so robotic and yet so life like in his movements, and is combat. Earl patted him on the shoulder, and sighed. "When we are outta this situation i might be able to help you with the robo thing. Maybe some, i dunno, reward? Does it feel good for you if you have sexy time?" Earl asked half jokingly. Looking to the orca it wasn't lieky in Earl's mind he could feel pleasure, or normal emotions. "Well actually can you feel anything at all man?" Earl asked again.
"I can feel all stimuli including pleasurable sensations as my programmed and function and design dictate. If you so desire, then I can engage in quote on quote, 'sexy time' with you." The orca-bot replied dryly before looking back at Earl. He remained stiff and unmoving showing Earl that despite the robot's rather simple answers and monotonous replies, he can still show that he understood the meaning of personal space and some concepts of social interactions for his purpose. Though it was still painfully clear that he has yet to know how to improve or apply them like Earl. "Interrogative, what are your intentions with my body and programming?" He asked.
Earl shrugged looking over Herakles body before simply shrugging. So far Herakles was the only individual there Earl trusted. He wasn't sure if he had always been a robot, or a mammal, but regardless the calm and robotic nature did something for Earl's calmness. It seemed part of Herakles purpose gave Earl some of the desired comfort effect. Earl scratched the back of his head and then felt more obliged to see if he could refit Herakles for something else. Possibly a repayment. "Well maybe you'd like some attention as well. Look I'm not the most straight guy out there. And I guess I can maybe, repay you for your help." Earl said before sighing out. "Look I just need someone to lay down on and with. I don't think sleeping in a plane will help me since I feel already pretty empty right now. God… It was awful." Earl said shivering recalling how he was raped.
"Affirmative." Herakles replied as he gently placed Earl's head on his stomach area feeling the fabric of the carbon fiber muscle mass flex and adjust itself to accommodate for Earl's head while Herakles's hand moved down his back and stroke Earl's thigh. "My body can function as a makeshift bed for your resting and mental recovery, Unit 591. I detected a rise in your satisfaction category and projected estimation show that you will be able to recover within 2 hours or so of rest under uneventful conditions." The robot calculated with razor sharp precisions and predictions, though it would be an overstatement to say that his prediction was right on the money, but it would be fair to say that the orca bot seem to understand the need for Earl's mental recovery in the short terms.
Regardless Earl yawned feeling somewhat comforted by Herakles attention to him. Really though the only things preventing the full immersion that Herakles was a real living mammal was the fact he was not breathing, and how cold his body was. Earl closed his eyes, and wrapped one of his arms over Herakles large body over the front of his torso. Despite the amount of time Earl needed to rest up he still tried to stay awake and alert. "Wha? Nah. I don't need 2-" Earl opened his mouth wide in a large yawn while breathing out some air. "...Hours. I can stay awake. This feels… nice though." Earl said softly. For once during this nightmare of his it seemed the fact he had some control of something gave him comfort.