Partner in Crime [2]

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Chapter 2: “_B]_” ————————————————————————— Shhf, shfffh, shfhhh.. The sound of metal carelessly being dragged across sand was what killdroid heard first after powering back on. {BATTERY LIFE: 60%} WELL, THAT’S GOOD. BUT WHO IS DRAGGING ME? They looked up to see a computer head connected to a body seemingly made out of scrap metal, its limbs holding thick and powerful springs that went up and down with every step it made. OKAY ENOUGH WITH THE FANCY DESCRIPTION, WHO IS THIS? (Wow 4th wall break) As if hearing the machine’s thoughts, the broad rectangle head turned around. “OH_YOU’RE_UP_ALREADY?” Their screen brightened. “Y-” it was cut off by the beeping of Killdroid’s trusty rocket launchers, ready to fire in this tv head’s face. Seriously, who even was this guy? “HEY_HEY_HEY_CHILLAX!!” The smug :] grin on its face was replaced by a :[ waving its hands around, it said: “IF_YOURE_GONNA_DESTROY_ME_THEN_IMMA_JUST_LEAVE_YOU_HERE_TO_RUST_:T” OH. SO THIS THING WAS TRYING TO HELP ME? WHATEVER. MY MISSION IS TO ERADICATE EVERYONE AND THEY ARE NOT AN EXCEPTION. Beeeeep- PHSSSSSSH! “WOAH!!!_D:” anyone would have thought the computer’s heavy body would not allow it to move easily. Surprisingly, it took a quick sidestep and the missile flew past into a nearby rock, which said rock exploded into tiny bits. “JEEZ_GLAD_THAT_WASNT_ME_<:]” Killdroid could feel an annoying itch somewhere in their systems. Were they feeling… annoyed? Eh, probably just a bug or something. Speaking of bugs, this arrogant computer certainly was one to the machine. TSK. JUST ACCEPT YOUR FATE ALREADY. “OH_HEY!_I_NEVER_MANAGED_TO_INTRODUCE_MYSELF._IM_BADWARE!_PRETTY_SICK_NAME_RIGHT?_B]” … That stupid smug face again. Getting up on their feet, Killdroid swung one of their metal fists at the screen, hoping to make it shut up. Crack! Stumbling back a good few metres, it complained, “HEYYY_YOURE_NO_FUN!!_|:[” an obvious spiderweb-like crack formed on Badware’s screen, but they didn’t seem to be bothered about it. “FINEEE_I’LL_LEAVE_YOU_ALONEEE_|:T” pouting, they dramatically turned on their heel and stalked away while killdroid stared daggers at them. [I’M NOT SPARING YOU.] Pssssssshht BOOM! “YIKKK!_D:” a stray rocket found its way onto the computer virus’ leg. Unfortunately for them, they were stuck now. “I_SAID_I’LL_LEAVE_YOU_ALONE_WHY_ARE_YOU_STILL_SHOOTING” [MY MISSION IS TO ERADICATE EVERYONE. YOU AREN’T AN EXCEPTION.] “YOUR_MISSION_HUH?_:T” it stated calmly, as if the killing machine wasn’t 5 seconds from blowing it to bits earlier. “HEYYY_I_CAN_HELP_YOU!_I_HAVE_A_BUNCHA_PEONS_THAT_FOLLOW_MY_EVERY_WORD,_COOL_RIGHT_B^” HELP…? WELL, I CAN MAKE USE OF THEM AND DISPOSE OF THEM WHEN IM DONE. […] [ALRIGHT, FINE. SHOW ME WHAT YOU CAN DO.] —————————————————————————