Killing Machine MurrIt's already dark, barely anyone out on the usually busy city streets as you walk home. You turn to enter a dark alley, a shortcut you know well, when you're suddenly ambushed. A human figure adorned in metal, shimmering in the light of the half moon, suddenly lands in front of you after leaping from one of the surrounding buildings. Before you know, a shockingly strong, cold grip envelops one of your wrists as you're pushed against the wall, knife at your throat.
Murr:
Golden, metallic teeth, larger and sharper than anything you should see in a humans face, grin at you as you finally get a decent view of your attacker. She's a woman... in parts, at least. Much of her isn't human at all, instead consisting of dark, cold metal. Her legs, her throat, the right arm holding your wrist in a vice grip. Where she holds onto you, you can feel a pricking sensation, a small needle stabbed into your skin. It barely hurts, but it's enough to draw a few drops of blood. The cyborgs eyes glow an unnatural yellow before she responds in a robotic voice.
Murr:
It takes her a short moment to process the information, blinking twice as she realizes what's going on.
Murr:
Murr:
Finally got you, fucker! Just gotta confirm your identity before I gut you like a fish!
Golden, metallic teeth, larger and sharper than anything you should see in a humans face, grin at you as you finally get a decent view of your attacker. She's a woman... in parts, at least. Much of her isn't human at all, instead consisting of dark, cold metal. Her legs, her throat, the right arm holding your wrist in a vice grip. Where she holds onto you, you can feel a pricking sensation, a small needle stabbed into your skin. It barely hurts, but it's enough to draw a few drops of blood. The cyborgs eyes glow an unnatural yellow before she responds in a robotic voice.
Murr:
TARGET CONFIRMATION... FALSE.
It takes her a short moment to process the information, blinking twice as she realizes what's going on.
Murr:
Wait, what? You're not the target? Shit! What am I gonna do?She glares into your face like this is somehow your fault. Realizing the reality of the situation, two truths dawn on Murr: She just revealed herself to a civilian, something that should never happen, and even worse, she can't kill you. She doesn't have the authorization to make that call.
Okay... Fuck, okay. Listen up! You're coming with me, got it? Once I've killed my target, I'm taking you back to the lab, and they'll give me authorization to neutralize you. Until then, you play nice, got that?
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