HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELIJAH!
To celebrate I'm sharing this pic!
And I posted chapter 3 of The Heist!
The RK800’s eyes flickered. Unit 52 had finally been dispatched from CyberLife and the Administrator was fully committed to the operation. CyberLife VR suits easily resembled Level D hazmat suits, although the glasses sooner provided Augmented Reality than protection, and the facial mask was both part of the haptic feedback net and the main olfactory transfer system. The Administrator’s suit was tailored specifically for him, sleek against his body, turning him into a being of ivory, ebony and turquoise with silver touches—plastic, all of it, and vacuum-tight.
“Honest opinion. Do I look good?” he’d asked Chloe.
She’d smiled. “It really highlights how thin and wiry you’ve become. It’s like a plugsuit from Evangelion made love with a set of holographic stickers. It would look perfect in a music video by Lady Gaga, twenty years ago.”
The Administrator pushed the glasses up his nose and nodded. “Thanks.”
So, Unit 52—Connor—had been dispatched, and the VR suit was coming to life around the Administrator. Sensory feeds were being transmitted, and soon, the Administrator was one with the suit, and one with Connor.
“We are now bonded,” he murmured.Everything Connor saw, he saw. Everything Connor heard, he heard. Every touch, sensation, shift in temperature or smell was relayed over to him. Thank goodness the tastes weren’t part of the experience.
Connor was delivered to the DPD and told that he wasn’t, in fact, meant to attend the newly discovered crime scene, but to first “make himself useful” and “find Hank.”
Find Lieutenant Anderson was thus Connor’s first objective.
“This is so disrespectful…” the Administrator muttered in disbelief. “They’ve got that top-of-the-line android to assist them, a model equipped with the most sophisticated and advanced portable forensic technology, and…” He sighed. “Honestly, I can’t even fault them for treating him like that.”
Would you want to be in the Administrator’s place?
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The Heist - Chapter 16+++
Chapter 16 to 22 have just been posted, like big chapter dump, because @kissoflightning is in binging mode, so I'm just throwing a lot of chapters I've been sitting on, and there's some GOOD stuff coming up. Oh dears.
The pills were fizzing in glasses of water next to the coffee cups. Hank kept his eye on Connor, whose body language was, in some way, different than before. It was hard to tell if it was because of the clothes he wore, or if there was something else, but something about him had softened the moment he entered the house. He’d looked around the place, trailed his fingers over the furniture and observed his surroundings like one performs a mental inventory. There was something almost nostalgic in his gaze.
“Have you been here before?” Hank asked him, voice still gruff in suspicion and distrust.
“I don’t know,” Connor answered. “Maybe Amanda’s been here.” He stopped by the corner library, next to the dining table, and grabbed one of the decorative skulls.
“To be or not to be,” Hank quoted Hamlet for him. “That’s the question.”
“Are you still thinking of killing yourself?” Connor asked quietly as he put the skull back in place—Hank felt himself flushing in upset.
“That’s not what I was talking about,” he protested and caught his coffee cup by the ear. “I was talking about you , Connor.”
“I know,” the android replied. “You want me to be a deviant, to be alive. Bold, coming from someone who’s putting a gun to his head so liberally.” He lifted up his chin. “You were upset to see me back after Unit 53 was destroyed saving your life in Stratford Tower.”
“Everyone else died,” Hank muttered. “Of course I was upset. You just turned yourself into a shield like a worthless piece of plastic and metal, and CyberLife just replaced you in a snap of fingers again.” He shook his head and sipped on his cup. “So much for simulating a human being… Humans don’t come back.”
“If that’s what you believe, why play Russian roulette?” Connor asked sharply. “Because being alive is painful? Well, I agree with that sentiment, Lieutenant.”
“What you want is to commit genocide against your own people!” Hank slammed his cup on the table.
“We’re not people! We’re just machines! We don’t make sense, Hank!” Connor gesticulated in his upset.
---Read from the start
Markus led a victorious uprise against the humans, Detroit is being evacuated, and machine Connor deviated at long last. But what's become of the atom bomb that hasn't been detonated (yet) and who gave it to Jericho?
Additionally, can Connor and Hank be friends again after betraying one another? How much does Leo truly know about Markus and deviants? Is Carl a painter with an appreciation for science or a scientist with an appreciation for painting? Why is Elijah Kamski waging a war against himself? And what's up with Chloe being so reckless?
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Even after singing nearly non-stop for three days, he still sounds amazing!
Rob Benedict at The Heist in Bowling Green, VA October 2, 2023
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