𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄
and without delay did 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑
𝐂𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐑 acted upon it—birth
certification, medical records,
social media, everything that
mentions 𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐇 𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄—
all wiped out for the public to
forget, and such information»
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❛❛ See to it that all digital traces
of Deborah Domaine are ( * g͟o͟n͟e
) , @TheCyberwalker ( ... ) As if
she never existed in the first pl -
ace. ❜❜
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»Remain only for 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐄-𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍
𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐒' monarch's perusal.
"Looks like 𝐃𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐡 𝐃𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞,"
began stellar-coded intelligence
as mechanical sphere hovered atop
neatly-kept worktable, minuscule
image of once-Adrianna projected to»
"I'm not!"
Denied sentient intelligence from
within metallic residence, and
after a short moment, innocent
be the figure that projected
in front of self-made C.E.O.
"Okay, maybe a little — but they 𝙙͟𝙚͟𝙨͟𝙚͟𝙧͟𝙫͟𝙚͟𝙙 it!"
𝐒𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃
atop peerless creatrice's
desk, Project Cyberwalker—
amalgamated with once-
𝐀𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍's
consciousness, or what was
left of it—absent; focus ne'er
strayed from misguiding
𝐂.𝐀.𝐏.'s ' finest ' personnel.
“ You’re antagonizing 𝐭͟𝐡͟𝐞͟𝐦 ag
- ain , @TheCyberwalker ,”
stated Cale , eyne deviating to
a lavish wristwatch face ———
Confirmation of Colonel Marina
Maru’s sixteen minute late arriv
- al time ( * counting , still ) ;
deserved , mayhaps.
Effortless, Adrianna hovered past
once-brunette, and toward the area
where nourishments await she.
"I get it—you're hungry, and
grouchy, and I probably look
like a tasty ferret, but there's
some food waiting for you here.
I promise I won't share.
Pretend I'm not even here!"
Stellar-coded intelligence moved
not a single pixel as the savage
creature did her damndest to
deliver fatal strikes that no mortal
could withstand without suffering
through a thousand of agonizing
shrieks.
"I've heard of 𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛-𝙡𝙤𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜,
but this—this is just s͟a͟d͟."
»What to do during this hour.
"The hot red fit on you, too bad
it was short-lived——like your
groundbreaking expedition."
Right corner of the room, light
flickered on too sudden, revealing
heaviest, and huge chunks of meat.
"Oh! Feeding time!"
"Wow, you've seen better days,"
commented sentient A.I. as 'self
projected through surveillance
camera, donning once-𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐚
𝐀𝐧𝐧's archeologist attire, matching
with it is that charming brown
hair she had in a lifetime ago.
Unnecessary appearance,
but ennui had chosen»
practiced routine , she
- beast transferred by
gurney ; wheeled to
arrangement. Muzzle
unclasped only after
settle. Hasted in their
retreat.
Best avoid being caught
in such minimal space
with sustenance deprived
God - cursed.
The entire time Maru's assault
is seen in its finest details, a sickly
smile is held back by the sentient
A.I., examining brilliant creator's
expression from beginning to end.
Then, when words were finally
muttered, gleeful be Adrianna.
"I know! That's what makes it better!"
Footage of Colonel Maru's
misfortune during hour of
visitation to 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐇's
confinement—clipped;
two golden seconds on loop
for the last ten minutes.
Absorbed by it, she,
oblivious to maximized volume.
"Oh, you're missing it, Ronnie."
Amused, once-Adrianna
»
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“ 𝙒͟𝙝͟𝙖͟𝙩 are you watching ,
@TheCyberwalker? ”
The distractive auditory of
presumable feedback loop
sharply whirls her attention
from lab work’s complexity
; countenance irked , pretty
mouth drawn into signature
disapproval.
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Sentient A.I.—prohibited to
even mutter a single syllable
to defend 'self from the 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝-
𝘾𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙚. Her presence, every
other time, is unwelcome.
𝘔𝘩𝘩𝘩𝘮𝘱𝘱𝘱𝘩𝘩!
Protested once-Adrianna,
countenance all scrunched to
show unadulterated disapproval.
Silent was 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐂𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐑 as
she listened to the words spoken
by peerless creator, taking notes
of the suggestion, and when
words had reached its end,
she gave her own idea;
to rid the company of a pest.
"Why not just send the sadistic
ferret? Get your money's worth."
utensil balanced betwixt curve
of thumb and slender index.
“ ( … ) So that’s exactly what
we’re going to give her. Nonstop
work until she finds herself too
busy to even think about Cizko.
Until she drops from exhaustion. ”
Well-crafted mechanical
orb hovered atop pristine
desk, projecting a small
image of once-Adrianna.
"You'd think she'd be grateful
to have him off public, keeping
him from terrorizing the innocent."
Commented she, vision
observing brilliant monarch.
"What do you have in mind?
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“ 𝐒͟𝐡͟𝐞 asked about him again ,
@TheCyberwalker ,”
uttered tycoon mid signature —
Bless’d confirmation of purchase
; * land , acre ‘pon acre. ‘ Nature
preserve ,’ according to legalities.
Hardly truth.
“ I want her out of the way ”
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Countenance decored with
pleasant expression is seldom
seen from 𝐂.𝐀.𝐏. CEO, yet to
once-Adrianna, it is but a
blessing in a crimson ribbon.
Mechanical sphere projected
a highly amused A.I. donning an
outfit alike a respectable Judge.
"You got it legalized, didn't you?"
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French - tip manicure leafing
through ( * approved ) legal
guardianship pauses abruptly.
“ I’m not 𝙨͟𝙢͟𝙞͟𝙡͟𝙞͟𝙣͟𝙜. ”
E’er belligerent , matter - of
- fact ——— betrayed by a
lacquered mouth’s corner up
curled.
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