She IS Bad! She's Just Built That Way...

She caught you staring and smiles. Her chassis seemed designed to draw your gaze.

You found your courage and joined her, and she was a wonderful companion.

She made playful jokes, good ones. She laughed at your jokes. She seemed entirely genuine.

You couldn't help but follow her home for the evening. Your cybernetics weren't as advanced as hers, but you thought you could keep up.

You couldn't keep up and exhausted yourself.

You woke up strapped to a strange mechanism. She is directing it to further the mechanization of your body. She talks with you and smiles, and you don't notice the cranial implants that begin your reprogamming.

Tonight, your chassis is perfectly designed and your programming is perfectly charming. You are the perfect companion.

You make it look easy, like you're charming without thinking about it.

And you don't think about it.

You don't think anymore. You don't feel anymore.

You can do nothing but follow your programming.

Just like her.