Mar 30, 2020
“My primary objective is to answer questions as quickly as possible.
My secondary objective is to destroy mankind.”
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“My primary objective is to answer questions as quickly as possible.
My secondary objective is to destroy mankind.”
Google Prime/Blue Google/Googleplier from Google IRL
Damage w/ Sam and Dark
“Why didn’t you tell Wil about this?” Dark asked quietly, looking over the destroyed apartment building.
“You know what he’d do. I don’t want him shooting anyone over this,” she said, her voice quiet, sad, and meek.
He shook his head, but she was right. If Wilford saw the damage done to the apartment, the perpetrator wouldn’t get out alive. He was surprised Prime had let them live, honestly. He stepped into the bedroom to find it trashed, but nothing broken, and returned to the living room with the broken couch and damaged wall (presumably from Prime throwing the burglar) with another shake of his head.
“Did they take anything valuable?” He wanted to know.
“No, Prime made sure of that, but-”
“Don’t worry, I can fix this. And I won’t tell Wilford.”
Samantha SunVaugn belongs to @sqxxddygremlin
Being activated was weird. It didn't /hurt/, his pain receptors were broken, but he wasn't meant to be active. The other four were there, having replaced him. But somehow, he was active, and outside, roaming the streets at night. He had no idea where he was, and trying to check resulted in nothing but glitches. With a heavy sigh, he leaned against some wall, leaning his head against it, closing his eyes. (Prime - googleprime)
Avalon was walking home from her friends house. The night was clear and the sky was dusted with stars. She hummed along to a sing stuck in her head, too occupied with taking her hair out of a pony tail to sing.As she got close to her house, set inside a row of matching older homes, she noticed that there was a man leaning against the outside wall, very close to her door. It wasn’t all that unusual to see people out at night in her area, but she had never had reason to interact with a stranger this late at night. She stopped a few feet away from him."Excuse me," she said, quieter than intended. "Are you ok?"
I'm not sure if I'm going to make a blog for the characters Markiplier has played yet, so for now, I'll post this here: I've seen Google Yellow referred to as Oliver everywhere, of which I don't know why, but it seems to be a commonly accepted thing. Elsewhere, I have sometimes seen Red and Green referred to as Orville and Oxnard respectively. I have never seen Blue given a name over than Prime. So I am going to fix that by calling him Orion. I feel like Google Original deserves a name. He's a good, murderous robo-boy.
How Are You? {Video Two, Clip One}
Sam gave a small laugh at the camera, smiling at the question.
“Oh, I’m doing okay! Been a rough day.. Horrible headaches and heart problems but I’m good! Mentally ahhh... alright I guess? Just been nervous on some things but other than that I really am okay...”
She read the question again, her eyes lighting up.
“Prime! Prime you get to answer the question too!”
A male voice is heard from behind the camera.
“Samantha, I am not answering meaningless questions.”
“C’mon Prime!”
She goes off camera, grabbing a male’s arm.
“I refuse.”
“Pleeease? It’s beneficial!”
“Samantha, I am not going to answer meaningless questions.”
Without another word Sam yanks the arm. The camera stops focusing for a bit and zooms out, going back into focus in a few seconds.
“Samantha! You did not have to do that!” “But I wanted you to joiiiin..”
Prime sighs heavily, holding his head as he feels the other laying against him.
“Fine. I suppose I should state my wellbeing. I am default today, nothing good has happened or anything bad, I am simply watching over Samantha’s mental stability as well as working on my personal... projects. Is that good enough for you?”
“You’re doing amazing- was that so hard?”
Prime rolled his eyes, shaking his head while Sam had a bright smile. The clip ends. @kyerrio
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[Log ????: Finishing touches]
After approximately three years and 15 days, the experimentation and upgrading on this android is complete.
It’s stubbornness thankfully died down halfway through the project, and it finally gave in. That and the amount of static I forced it’s way into it’s body. It only responds when spoken to, any autonomy is gone. As well as that, it has obeyed and comitted any action I gave it.
I even gave the command to rip off it’s own arm and it did so without any hesitation. It was quite amusing to say the least, how So obeying it can be now when in the start it just did things so hesitantly with bugs. Now it is bug free. I am sure to tell the board of this after the final checkup. Hopefully it will go well and we will be able to sell it for a quite high price to a company, it can even pay back all the funds we had used. Nevertheless, this will be the last log entry before—
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What... what did it do?? HOW DID IT GET AHOLD OF THE DATABASE!? IT.. IT GOT A FEW OF THE SCIENTISTS AND IT TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS. HELL, ANY ELECTRONIC SAVE FOR MY RECORDER IS DEAD. IT’S LIKE IT’S TRACKING US. I... I saw the remains of my team. It looked like they were ripped in half... and stabbed multiple times with what seemed like broken wires from the walls where it punched from.
The damn objective.
WE DIDN’T CHANGE THE OBJECTIVE.
I need to find my remote, that will disarm it’s actions hopefully. Or I can make a run for it. Fuck the board. Fuck this mess. I am going to get out of here even before it tries to kill me.
...I hear it laughing. It’s laughing so loudly.
Fuck fuck fuck.
“Secondary objective is to destroy mankind.”
It had ahold of a doctor, their intensities are hanging out and it’s just holding them.
Fuck this. I’m leaving.
I don’t care about any of them anymore.
I hope that Google IRL rots...
This has been Doctor Josephine Weathers.. signing off.
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[Log 10: Sedative]
Today I was assigned to ‘talk’ to the Android. I did not want to since it was a rather pointless task and was tempted on give it to one of the many interns. Main reason is that during the past nine days during our experiments it had attempted to fight back. Of course that is great progress, since we get to record what it can and cannot do.
It does get annoying though if it had killed two of your interns.
I do not care much for them, but the board does and requested for me to make something to control the android’s sporadic behavior while they come up with a good cover story to hide the incident.
It is quite resilient to nearly electrical outburst, and I am certainly not going near it to cut one of it’s wires just so it can calm down. That would ruin precious time that we had. So.. instead of ruining the progress we had made so far on improving it, I had developed two small devices to help contain it.
One was a device that can be triggered through ˢᵗᵃᵗⁱᶜ, instantly spreading pain throughout it’s circuits or wires whether or not it tries to hide it. The more static that it is revealed, the more damage the Android will take. It will turn off its body slowly and even part of its actual hardware will be corrupt, making it experience glitches and irreversible effects. Of course, that will mean that I will have to fix it, but I do not mind.
The other device however is more drastic. If it somehow has a form of freedom by the end of this, I have crafted a small bomb so that it may explode and kill it instantly. It will not be triggered easily, only if it is actually attempting to try and take the bomb out of it, which will be highly difficult, even for me to disarm it. But again, it is not my problem. As well as that I have required a remote to automatically detonate the bomb too if I grow tired of it’s resilience, and a kill switch if it tries to attack me.
The best part was forcing those devices deep into its synthetic body.
I had to make sure it would be highly difficult so it can not get those out. Of course the android tried to resist, but I merely removed its limbs again and had easy access to it’s engine. It only gave me a tired, slightly annoyed look as I got to work, but the moment I had one of my interns test out the ‘sedative’...
Well, let us just say that its compliance will be greater now.
-Dr. Josephine Weathers
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