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Inziladun had his own plans for escape. During the day’s labours, he had managed to palm a small ICE pick (ICE of course standing for “Intrusion Countermeasures Electronics”). With this, he hoped, he might weaken the code that defined his cell. Waiting until the bot-guards had passed by on their rounds, Zil drove the pick into the wall again and again. Fissures ran out from the point of impact, and the circuit-like patterns of the walls and ceiling were flickering, changing.
Then, alarms screeched and the clattering steps of spiderbots raced towards his prison.
"tom not like humans. humans bad,” the crimson-eyed bot muttered as it entered.
“Tom! What did I say? –This person,” Lucy announced officiously, " has performed an illegal operation and will be shut down.” Wresting the pick from Zil’s hand with her hideous claw, she hammered it into his skull, causing his head to explode.
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Living
Galadriel55
Sally
Legate
Kitanna
Boromir88
Blind Guardian
Loslote
Morsul the Dark
Shasta
Dead
Coppermirror, Lommy– seized by Adult Friend Finder.
Nerwen, Aganzir– poisoned by webcrawlers.
Rune– lashed to death with overseer-bot’s light whip. (Ordinary cyber-slave.)
Inziladun– ICE pick to the head. (Ordinary cyber-slave.)
Day Two has begun.
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