Re: Mini-Grand 5107 [Round 2: Brambletown]
09-03-2011, 03:52 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by Solaris.
The cul-de-sac had changed over the years, into what was decidedly not a cul-de-sac at all. While Joanne McAffle's foray into selling the neighborhood and replacing it with a much grander locale was the first attempt, it was not the last. Years passed and each time it was the same. A McAffle would come and attempt to finish what the previous could not.
Miles McAffle was successful. The reportedly despicable real estate agent was able to sell each and every property on the neighborhood, and as if it was some game of monopoly, proceeded to immediately build a massive skyscraper with all sorts of functions.
It was the first of its kind, a self sustaining building with so many facilities and floors that it could have been a community all by itself. People from all over the world lived in the powerful building that was a symbol of how far we had gone. And to the McAffles, it was a personal victory as well.
And then the world went to the dogs. Almost quite literally so.
The K-9000 units were the first robots with very advanced A.I. and in a slightly indirect way; they caused each and every problem that would plague humanity from that day on.
The K-9000 was programmed to hunt criminals; it had all of the required copping tools, internal GPS, emergency manual control, a moral core, all of the things one would normally program a policing robot with. Unfortunately, they didn't stop there. Slowly, the K-9000 unites were upgraded, in intelligence, strength, and rank. Soon, the ultra-sophisticated animals were made in charge of the whole planet's policing, just as similar robots based off of the K-9000 model were made available.
And that's where the problems began. While the programming worked wonders for the policing robots, it wasn't made with alterations in mind. So, when the initial code was adapted for other uses, things got rather hairy. The manufacturers knew that some parts of the code were a bit unstable, but they all hoped that it wouldn't be that big of a deal.
As it turned out, they were unarguably and absolutely wrong.
So the various K-9000 off shoots malfunctioned, at first they just refused orders, but like all these things, it magnified. The situation grew more and more dire as the shoddily coded canine machines flipped the fuck out and decided to go insane. Humanity fought the good fight, but at this point most of them had been left lazy and unprepared for actual fighting, having left such things to the dogs.
One great exception to this was the McAffles.
[color=#JUSTICE]When Sunspot and Night Owl regained their composure, standing beside Joseph’s couch and looking quizzically at the dead vampire on it, they immediately knew what they had to do.
"Let's go."
The duo flew out of the window, and spiraled out the building.
Looking at the world outside left the heroic pair in sorrow but ever more determined to put a stop to this terrible future. The building was surrounded by various robots of different designs, some of them were being shot at from the floors above, but for every robot destroyed, three more took its place. They silently re-entered the building and began to descend.
Before he could say a word he had a gun pointed at him.[/color]
"What are you and give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow your split head off."
The woman armed to the teeth and very prepared to shoot at the hero was still young, in her thirties, but very healthy and obviously full of energy. She was sort of plain, but still a bit recognizable, she was wearing a green suit and was armed from head to toe with all sorts of unrecognizable weaponry.
"Well?"
[color=#JUSTICE]"I'm Night Owl, this half is Sunspot, due to a spell we were forced into one body. We were then teleported across the universe for a battle to the death."
Sunspot cut Night Owl off, "We are here to stop the robot underground, step aside."[/color]
"Oh really now? What a coincidence, I was just on my way there."
[color=#JUSTICE]"We would prefer not to take anyone with us, it's too dangerous." [/color]
The woman scoffed. "Do you know who I am? I am Joanne McAffle. I own this building. My family has been preparing for this for a while now. Danger is not an issue, hero. I'm going to take this thing down; you can come along if you'd like." With a wink, Joanne ran off to the rooms below, with Sunspot and Night Owl following behind.
The cul-de-sac had changed over the years, into what was decidedly not a cul-de-sac at all. While Joanne McAffle's foray into selling the neighborhood and replacing it with a much grander locale was the first attempt, it was not the last. Years passed and each time it was the same. A McAffle would come and attempt to finish what the previous could not.
Miles McAffle was successful. The reportedly despicable real estate agent was able to sell each and every property on the neighborhood, and as if it was some game of monopoly, proceeded to immediately build a massive skyscraper with all sorts of functions.
It was the first of its kind, a self sustaining building with so many facilities and floors that it could have been a community all by itself. People from all over the world lived in the powerful building that was a symbol of how far we had gone. And to the McAffles, it was a personal victory as well.
And then the world went to the dogs. Almost quite literally so.
The K-9000 units were the first robots with very advanced A.I. and in a slightly indirect way; they caused each and every problem that would plague humanity from that day on.
The K-9000 was programmed to hunt criminals; it had all of the required copping tools, internal GPS, emergency manual control, a moral core, all of the things one would normally program a policing robot with. Unfortunately, they didn't stop there. Slowly, the K-9000 unites were upgraded, in intelligence, strength, and rank. Soon, the ultra-sophisticated animals were made in charge of the whole planet's policing, just as similar robots based off of the K-9000 model were made available.
And that's where the problems began. While the programming worked wonders for the policing robots, it wasn't made with alterations in mind. So, when the initial code was adapted for other uses, things got rather hairy. The manufacturers knew that some parts of the code were a bit unstable, but they all hoped that it wouldn't be that big of a deal.
As it turned out, they were unarguably and absolutely wrong.
So the various K-9000 off shoots malfunctioned, at first they just refused orders, but like all these things, it magnified. The situation grew more and more dire as the shoddily coded canine machines flipped the fuck out and decided to go insane. Humanity fought the good fight, but at this point most of them had been left lazy and unprepared for actual fighting, having left such things to the dogs.
One great exception to this was the McAffles.
[color=#JUSTICE]When Sunspot and Night Owl regained their composure, standing beside Joseph’s couch and looking quizzically at the dead vampire on it, they immediately knew what they had to do.
"Let's go."
The duo flew out of the window, and spiraled out the building.
Looking at the world outside left the heroic pair in sorrow but ever more determined to put a stop to this terrible future. The building was surrounded by various robots of different designs, some of them were being shot at from the floors above, but for every robot destroyed, three more took its place. They silently re-entered the building and began to descend.
Before he could say a word he had a gun pointed at him.[/color]
"What are you and give me one good reason why I shouldn't blow your split head off."
The woman armed to the teeth and very prepared to shoot at the hero was still young, in her thirties, but very healthy and obviously full of energy. She was sort of plain, but still a bit recognizable, she was wearing a green suit and was armed from head to toe with all sorts of unrecognizable weaponry.
"Well?"
[color=#JUSTICE]"I'm Night Owl, this half is Sunspot, due to a spell we were forced into one body. We were then teleported across the universe for a battle to the death."
Sunspot cut Night Owl off, "We are here to stop the robot underground, step aside."[/color]
"Oh really now? What a coincidence, I was just on my way there."
[color=#JUSTICE]"We would prefer not to take anyone with us, it's too dangerous." [/color]
The woman scoffed. "Do you know who I am? I am Joanne McAffle. I own this building. My family has been preparing for this for a while now. Danger is not an issue, hero. I'm going to take this thing down; you can come along if you'd like." With a wink, Joanne ran off to the rooms below, with Sunspot and Night Owl following behind.