3012

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The year is 3012, however our story doesn’t start here.. it starts a thousand years prior. In 2012, as it were.. the devastation of the world had been taking place. Diseases were wide spread, and machines started to malfunction and even start to process, to think on their own. A nuclear war broke out between Russia and Japan, literally destroying themselves in a useless battle of power. As the world’s destruction was unavoidable the united states government had set a plan in motion. The plan was to ultimately evacuate as many people as possible into space, people who had a lot of money and power would be the first to go, people who just had pure luck.. got to go. The rest, would remain on earth to be destroyed by man’s kind own doing.

However, followed by the desperation of this plan.. 10 people would be selected to remain on earth frozen for several hundred years. They were selected because of their skills, their knowledge and all of their strengths. They were selected to rebuild earth and making it once more inhabitable after everything is destroyed.

Amongst the ten there is: A doctor, scientist, soldier, gear head, administrator, builder-engineer, agriculturalist, nutritionist, survivalist, and a child.

The ten would be set to awake 300 years after their freezing, however during the robotic wars between the remaining humans on earth and their robots, the computer malfunctioned and reset its programmed time to 1000 years.
Deep below the earth the ten were safely stowed away in a warehoused sized bunker. Within the bunker they were left with several different things. Pre packaged MRE’s and water, medical supplies; including medicines, penicillin and other vaccines, clothing, tools, computers, a science lab fitted with the best equipment the world had in 2012. Three vehicles, military grade hummers; fitted with plate armor on the sides, bullet proof windshields and .50 caliber machine guns mounted in the back. Filled gas cans, guns, knives, bullet proof vests, three motorcycles, four quads. Kitchen, bathroom, small medical lab, billions of prepackaged seeds and last but not least six bottles of rum and one bottle of the finest and defiantly aged Champaign.

The ten were left with enough equipment to survive and evolve on their own, and if they can, they would be the last hope for human kind. But if they do not survive, then the world will perish and the human race will fade into non-existence completely.

3012.

The world is desolate, over ran by plants..buildings destroyed and rotting away..the entire planet nothing but old ruins. Robots, corrupted evolved and dangerous had literally destroyed the remaining colonized humans… leaving no one left but the ten that were safely asleep hundreds of miles under dirt.

The last humans on earth.

In the darkness of the warehouse a blue light flickered on and blinked, the light nearly blinked for an hour before anything happened. Then in a sudden humming burst of light the entire warehouse glowed, blue lights that lined the ceiling flickered on as the warehouse powered up. One or two of the lights blinked weakly, a bulb shattered from the surge of power, in the back of the warehouse the sound echoing through the underground building.

“Activating chamber 1. Reversing cryogenic sleep.” The mechanical female voice echoed those words through the warehouse, and just a matter of seconds after the command was initiated one of the tubes let out a soft hiss. Steam slipping through the cracks as the lid removed itself from the coffin like chamber.

“Activated, chamber 1. Good morning Miss Caulfeild. “

Long pale legs would swing out over the edge of the chamber and the woman would sit up. A large yawn escaped her as she rubbed her eyes..that was an extremely long and dreamless sleep. “Good morning computer.” She said in a groggily voice. The woman would stand, a bit wobbly on her feet..she took a moment to stretch her legs and regain her composure.

“Computer, status report on the other chambers.”

The woman, in her mid twenties, stretched her arms up over her head.. the muscles and bones cracked and strained.
“All chambers are working properly, vital signs steady. “

The woman smiled as she lowered her arms and brushed her hands over the little white cotton dress. So far so good.
“Computer, initiate activation of all chambers. Its time to wake up.”

“Activation of all chambers commencing. “

Cailfeild would scratch her fingers through her red hair, releasing that it was much longer than it was when she was first put to sleep.

“Computer.” She started, the realization dawned on her that they had been asleep for 300 years.. “Status report on the outside, and what is the date.”

As the second chamber started to reverse the cryogenic sleep, the computer brought up the information that was asked of it.

“Toxicity levels are at minimal, no traces of human life, current temperature at 1 am is 44 degrees. The date is March 4th 3012”

She watched as the second chamber opened, chamber 2 held the doctor. Caulfeild was programmed to be the first one released in case there was any technical problems with the chambers, the doctor the second to be there if anything was wrong with one of them. As the lid slid away, the third chamber would also start its activation.

Caulfeild was now staring at the chamber with a look of shock on her face.. 3012? That’s… that’s a thousand years. “computer” she stated walking over to the wall that was also the mainframe of the computer itself, were all the information could be accessed manually. “Repeat the date.”

“March 4th, 3012.”

Were they really frozen for a thousand years? Her fingers started to go to work, hitting the different colored buttons as she looked further into this. As she did, she found the computers log.. there had been a virus attack on its main drive, which had reset their activation time. With further inquiring into the system, Caulfeild found that a lot of the memory and some of the programs had also been wiped clean because f the virus.

Hopefully, it wasn’t something important.. but then again, that is absolutely wishful thinking.

Just as that thought passed her mind, an alarm started to go off.. the loud blaring and blinking red light was followed by the computers voice “Warning, warning, chambers 9 and 10 malfunctioning, warning, warning vital signs dropping.” “Shit” Caulfeild spun around and went to the main panel for the two chambers. “Computer! Initiate manual override, 114457.”

The keypad on the wall would light up after the code was spoken. “Doc I hope you’re ready.” She muttered as her fingers worked quickly over the pad to over ride the failsafe. “Vital signs dropping, oxygen levels decreasing. Chamber 10 going into cardiac arrest.” The computer echoed repeatedly as the rest of the chambers would open without any problems.

“Shit shit shit shit. COME ON” each code she entered she would be given back an error, one more code then suddenly chamber 9 would open. “Vitals returning to normal, warning, warning chamber 10 needs imitated activation. Warning.”

“I know!” she shouted frustrated, in chamber ten was the child.

However the chamber wouldn’t open, and the child was dying.. Caulfeild felt as though she was beside herself. Sweat poured down her forehead, as she slammed her fist into the keypad..but it didn’t do anything.

“I got it!”

She fell to her kneels besides the chamber and ripped open the little side panel. “Manual override this..” she sneered as she ripped out the majority of wires, she used her teeth to cut them.

“Warning, warning Chamber ten losing power. Warning.”

She brought two wires together like she was hotwiring a car, they would spark.. nothing would happen, she did it again.. they would spark, nothing happened.. then one more time and something happened. The lid to the chamber slid open but just as it was near half way the power to the tube shut down completely. Caulfeild made a mad rush as she pulled the child from the bed and laid their cold body against the floor. “Come on..” she checked their breathing..their pulse. Nothing.. “DOCTOR!!” she shouted as she tipped the childs head back and started to administer CPR.

[Toneh]

“Momma says god sent you to protect us.”

“EXTRAPOLATING INFORMATION GOD, SOME HUMANS BELIEVE GOD CREATED THEM, THE GOD OF ABRAHAMIC FAITHS. BY ALL DEFINITIONS HUMAN HANDS CREATED ME, THUS GOD CREATED ME THIS ANALOGY IS ACCURATE.”

“You were created to protect us…from the monsters.”

“YES”


It was at this this point that the face of the young child contorted into one of terror was the screeching began piercing the sky. The Enemy had arrived. Savage creatures of varying shapes and sizes. Ravenous and unrelenting. It had to be her scent, they always came for her no matter how many of them were killed by The Warrior. Every night, sundown, and the cycle would repeat it self as the “Bimorphs” as they were known would come, they would leap out of the ground or attack from the air. There was no safe place, no where to hide. The battles between them and the warrior were viscous, heavily heated and contested. The Machine refused to give an inch of ground to the monsters, but they refused to relent. They would taste her blood. They wanted her flesh for unknown reasons. By programming the Warrior would not allow this. He would do anything he could so long as positronic brain was still powered to prevent them from harming a human being.

An massive Titanium fist tore through the armored carapace of one of the Bimorphs…murky dark red blood spilling onto the earth. Claws scraped his Titanium armor plates, sometimes slicing through and damaging a system. Were it not for The Warrior’s attempts to save the child, the creatures would normally remain passive in his presence. It was savage, loud. The Warrior could hear the little girl’s shrill terrified shrieks coming from inside of his Carapace. The battle raged all night The Warrior was not tired, he felt pain, but not in the sense of what humans knew. He battled the beasts through the broken wasteland of North America. The Sun, in all of its glory illuminated the world, and the savage creatures retreated along with the darkness that they so clung to for protection.

The Warrior opened his armored cockpit, and knelt down on his stubby armored knees. The child slid out on to the Earth. Her chest had a hole punched through it, allowing his optical camera to view the earth as it stared back at him from the wound. This was the first time he felt an emotion. Loss. This was the sorrow of a machine, the inability to complete its primary directive.

That was his endless dream, for four hundred years, the warrior had this dream, over and over, from start to finish, experiencing it as if it were happening.

On the outskirts of the underground bunker that stored the last ten, his hulking body lay half covered in grass and soil. His green camouflage pain that coated his joints, and have long since been faded away, and the dints and imperfections could be see easily, but they failed to draw the attention away from the scars of battle that marked the machine’s armored hide. Scratches, cracks, and gaping homes could be seen all over the ghostly shell as it lay, dormant, and undisturbed. Truly the warrior was a massive creation, Standing up the Mark I Warrior stood over 15 feet tall, and would be bristling with weaponry. .50 cal machine guns on both arms, a 150mm turret mounted cannon on top of the armored chassis, an bipedal legs for agile locomotion in Urban combat zones. This one how ever lay in the dirt, showing no difference from its kin which lay in vast grave yards, outside of the Ex-Urban areas all over America. Evidence that a last stand of some kind had occurred a long time ago.

Mean while.

All across the complex, the 57 or so working automations that were maintaining the bunker did not even deviate from their tasks. The 58th robot hoe ever was in the cryogenic suspension chamber, and immediacy activated as the girl began tearing through the wires of the pod. It was not very large, It sat on the ground on a sent of small wheels that could not be seen unless you flipped the little devil over, giving it the illusion that it was hovering off the ground by a centimeter, The base resembled a small box, but it had no sharp angles, rather smooth and rounded ones. Sitting on the top was a four jointed arm, that sat erect, and had three soft thumb like fingers highlighting it. It silently sped across the floor and began moving back and fourth around the girl, sending a flurry of mechanical chirps at her. It was frantic, obsessive, demanding that she move so that it could save the child in time.

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Caulfeild looked up at the little robot that suddenly sped back and forth around her, making its little noises at her. “uh?” she withdrew her hands from the child as she spotted the medical symbol on the little bot. “Right.”

She’d sit back on her heels and look nervously down at the child, they couldn’t lose the child, all their lives where crucial.. they all had a purpose for being her, a reason.. if things, were bad upstairs.. then they were all needed. And she didn’t want to lose the boy because of the faulty equipment.. Well the equipment isn’t faulty, it’s just old, it wasn’t meant to sit for a thousand years.. it was went to last just barely through 300 years.

As the final chamber would open, and the last person would be released.. the computers alarms had shut down, and her warnings ceased once the child had been removed from the chamber. But as the last lid slid open, everything powered down. The lights went off, the computer shut down and so did the chambers.. the power surge when the lights came on, the building was activated and the power that went into the chambers they were kept in was too much for the fuses and the generator that was outside.. it completely shut down, leaving all of them..besides the little lights on the robot, in the dark.

There wasn’t any back up lights, there wasn’t a backup generator.. just darkness..

What could they do in the darkness? What could the doctor do? They needed light.. power..what the hell could this little robot do? “Doc!! We really need you over here!” she was stressing, but her mind was racing with how to fix the problem of no power, no lights.. where was the generator.. where were the fuses and the wires.. well all the wires in the entire building could be faulty.. after all its been a thousand years..and there are just some things that need a humans touch of maintenance than a robots, or a computers for that matter.

If she could tap into the wires in the med office, maybe she could use the robot for a boost of power..like a mini generator.. that could work right?

Anything to save this kid.. anything to get out of the darkness.

[Toneh]

The Emergency power kicked on, dim lights illuminated the facility. The power to the remaining cryo pods would be enough to sustain, how ever, the energy in use was being diverted from that of the pod that was housing the child, providing the bear essential necessary to the remaining ones. Even this would not be forever. It was a sterile environment. Clean, organized, the mundane robots of this facility had been utterly diligent in keeping every room in perfect order. They how ever were like their creators, they were limited by supplies, so many of the ones in the facility had long since run out of the necessary equipment to properly complete their tasks, and merely lurked about the facility, attempting to perform their tasks.

With the power out the maintenance bots went wild. Coming from the halls she would hear shrieks, and squeals of excitement as the small machines raced through the sterile corridors and began tinkering with breaker boxes, checking vital electric nodes. They were frantically, almost desperately trying to get the power back , there servo arms dancing with the tiny wires and fuses.

In the Med bay the medical bot challenge the woman, even as she backed away it let out sharp hisses as she moved away to allow it to do it’s work. The long arm hovered over the child, and it hummed, worry. It delicately began joining the woman in trying to save the child. “DOC!” She howled. The machine’s arm jumped up and let out a frustrated hiss, flailing its fingers wildly as if to say “I AM THE DOC NOW SHUT UP!” Those nimble fingers danced over the child, checking the pulse, checking vitals. It raced away and head over to a storage locker. It moved fast, agile, made to be perfect as it removed a mobile defibrillator and brought it back to the girl. It then began prepping the kid for A jump start. It was in vain. The pod needed have power, the room needed power.

Breaking the frantic noise was a rather humble electronic whistling. It pierced though the shouts, and the squeals of the facility. It was rhythmic, a tune, easily recognizable, the song being whistled was “Don’t Worry Be Happy.” It was coming from floor at Caulfield’s Cryo bed. The whistling came closer, and closer. AT her feet she would see a small robot. It was the shape of a box, and had two tiny arms that held a cylinder that was spinning around very rapidly. It was cleaning up the spots on the floor where she had stepped. It would follow her invisible foot prints all the way to the feet of the woman who was hovering over the child. She would feel the tickle of its brush, and the whistling would stop as it bumped into her feet. The machine would reverse sharply, and a small camera would deploy from the top. It jumped slightly as it began expelling fast, unintelligible gibberish at her for being in its path.

On the PA system the “Dumb” computer that was controlling the power and climate functions of the facility would call out. “Main Generator damaged….repair immediately..” over and over in a soft, relaxed female voice.

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“UH” she was literally taken back by the little bot hissing at her, she blinked a couple of times as she stared at it. It hissed at her.. not only that, but it also flailed its little hand at her before returning to attend to the child.

Jodie would suck in her breath as the little bot brought over the defibrillator, the dim glow of ‘emergency’ lights seeming to almost dull with the passing few moments. But as the dread seemed to hang in the air, a strange.. high pitched sound pierced through their moments of dread. It just seemed like things were getting weirder and weirder as it went on.. she watched as this new machine came running into her foot as though it was a god send.

“I got it..I got it” she snatched the little thing up and rushed to her feet.. they were technically in the med lab, all she needed as some power right? Well her idea could work.. these things held a lot of power to them.. hopefully it wouldn’t over work, the entire system and blow everything. But.. it’s a chance she was going to take.

She tucked the little thing under her arm as she found her way along the wall.. there had to be something, a panel.. some way to access the wires in the walls.. it really isn’t that hard, be like jump starting a car.

She hurriedly ran her hand along the wall, squinting her eyes against the dull light.. she didn’t know if this would work or not..it could be a false hope, specially if she got the wrong wires.. guessed the power of the robot wrong..

It was all guess work, but sometimes guessing can get you to the right answer.

She popped open a panel on the wall that held a bunch of fuses, the main fuse box for this room.. of course they weren’t labeled.. they were colored.. but not labeled, and as she looked closer she saw that some of the wires had even disintegrated.

“Okay.”

She held up the little cleaning bot and looked it in the face..in the eyes so to speak. “This is for a good cause, don’t worry.. I’ll fix you.” She said as she pulled out its little wires, took her a second to find the one she needed and like before she used her teeth to cut it and then she basically jammed the sucker into the little power grid of fuses hoping to give it a jolt of power.

[Zenith]

Steam arose from the cryo pods and rolled across the ground like a gentle forest fog. The aluminum grating sucked up the exposed gases, inhaling them like a greedy smoker sucking so hard against that filtered butt. His eyes would flicker slowly -- cerulean pools blurred with sleep and his arms arose to rub it out. Rolling his oculars around slowly, again and again, Markus leaned forward and adjusted his dog tags away from his cold flesh that lie on either side of the tank top he wore. As he did so, red lights flashed all about him and his senses rode into over time, realizing here he was and what was going on at the time.

He shuffled out of the pod, standing slowly on sea legs before his equilibrium adjusted and pulled the IV needles from his right arm as they'd stretched only-so-far. His nourishment lines were out and he paused a moment, watching a whirl of little bots go zipping by before him to a woman who was sitting on the floor. Her crimson hair hung over a small child as she seemed panicked and frantic, trying to get him to breath. The kids lips were turning a soft shade of blue and without hesitation, Markus moved over to the group, moving around wildly.

"Need some help? That shade of blue says the kid has less than a minute before he's brain damaged..."

[Toneh]

“MAIN POWER GENERATOR OFF LINE…ROUTINE MAINTANENCE NEEDED AT SERVICE STATION.” That feminine voice cooed over the facilities’ PA. The small robot expelled a sharp high pitched electronic squeal as the young woman put her hands on his outer casing. It began chirping frantically, its brush arm flailed around, in an attempt to dig into her flesh. But it could no more hurt her then it could hurt the floor. She ripped his plastic outer casing off, and began jerking out the wires to his mini fusion battery, hooking them up to the fuse box that acted as the central power node into this particular cryo bay. It screamed loudly, until its voice became distorted with static, then when he was fully plugged in, it began saying “Du du du du du du” softly over and over again as his power began flooding into the wiring of the cryo bay.

The lights switched back on, power transfers began normalizing in the bay. The Cryo tube of the child light back up. The med bot who was desperately trying to revive the child halted its activity almost immediately. T hummed softly…concern. “Subject status GREEN” flash on the tiny little monitor that was embedded in the tube’s right flank. Soon followed the small text based status announcement on the high definition mini screen.. The nurse-bot would then casually begin removing the ADD equipment from the child’s naked chest, and organize the equipment back into it’s proper running order. Then it would diligently move to put it back into the medical locker it was original taken from.

The nurse bot would then come flying back over to the awakening man, all business once again. From those nimble fingers, various examination tools would appear, and it would begin shining a light in his eyes. A small wire would attempt to grab his finger in order to check his blood pressure, and thin rubbery tentacle would appear wielding a tiny syringe, attempting to take a blood sample. He would notice an army red cross on her base, and carved into her the wrist area of her control arm was the word “Girlie” in perfect English

If Caulfield turned to look back at the, he was no longer making noises. All of his maintenance panels were open for the world to see, and he was twitching violently as a plum of soft white smoke began exiting his heat vent under his wheels.

[Nayt]

Calling her a child was perfectly accurate. Natalie Alleyah Lei was only twelve years old. She was, for all intents and purposes, nothing short of a child-- a teenage girl, one that had nearly suffocated to death just now. But thankfully, the blue tone her face had taken turn for the better, and her pale complexion was slowly beginning to return. The girl was breathing again. Her heart had started to beat once more, too. Her life was saved, thanks to functional equipment used in replacement of faulty equipment . . .

As great of technology as it was, the cryo tube was not good for personal hygiene. The girl's orange-red hair was greasy, and her skin wasn't all that smooth or soft. A lack of cellular reproduction ensured that there were little to no dead skin cells and the like, or any such signs of aging. That was what they were designed to do, after all, and the machines did their job perfectly. Still, though, there were certain things that could not be stopped. Outside forces caused dirt and grime, and while the cryo tubes were very, very sterile, it was impossible to be 100% sterile, and buildup over time . . . well, needless to say, it was unavoidable.

The girl was short, as to be expected-- and in both height and weight. She was as developed as any ordinary girl her age. Thin, metabolizing everything at a rapid pace, making it damn near impossible for her to keep any fat on her bones! This, however, stunted some particular physical developments for her age range, making it possible for someone at range mistaking the girl-- shirtless, greasy haired, and just now getting healthy color back into her skin --for a boy. At a closer glance, though, it fairly obvious that Miss Lei was female. She had feminine curves, they just were not particularly emphasized yet.

It was probably a good idea to put a shirt on her, though. She was only twelve, after all, and not exclusively in the presence of women. She was saved, thankfully, and still unconscious, but still . . .

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“Ohh…” she nearly squealed when she looked at the little bot, at the horrible thing she had just done to it. “I’ll fix ya…” she patted the top of its head as though it were a child before looking up at the man whom offered his assistance. She smiled, very brightly, somewhat relieved to have someone else there.. cause she sure as hell didn’t know what to do with a human being. “Yeah!”

Jodie looked around for a moment as she contemplated on what to do.. “ think you can put her on one of those?” she said as she pointed to one of the few beds that lined the wall. Your typical hospital gurney so to speak.

Jodie went to one of the sealed closest and opened it, the closest was similar to that of their cryo chambers, the closest had been sealed so the things that were inside wouldn’t decay or rot away. They will all find that many of the tools in the building, many of the items would be placed in similar things.

Inside this one there was medical gowns, blankets, little pillows and even a couple pair of soft fuzzy slippers.
Jodie pulled out one of the blankets and shook it out while she waited for the guy to put the young girl on the bed. Least that way it would get her off the floor and get her covered up.

When he does lay her down on the bed, Jodie would use the blanket to cover the girl up so she wasn’t so naked for everyone’s eyes to see.

However as the moments passed, the air seemed to almost grow thicker in the building.. heavier and even a bit hotter. “Think she’ll be alright?”

She asked as she turned away and glanced around..”Main generator..” where –was- the main generator. “Computer.” She cringed a little..hopping the damn thing would have enough juice.. well hell the thing was still giving them those damn annoying warnings. “What is the location of the main generator.”

Please be in the facility, please be in the facility..it would make things so much easier, but more than likely the idiots who made the facility probably thought it was a good idea to put one outside, with eco safe energy saving solar panels..

Jodie scratched at her hair. “Ugh..” she hated it this long, it was all tangled and stringy.. her legs even felt like they needed a good shave and a scrub.

Luckily for them, everything was labeled.. all the rooms were labeled, for example. The med lab they were in was called Medbay 1. The closest that held supplies, like towels, blankets and even clothes were also labeled.

The government was even nice enough to make it so the signs glowed in the dark rather than using a light on each label.

[Toneh]

Unfortunately the robot that had the detail of handing out the personal belongings of the sleepers as they awoke was busy in Cryo Bay two. So the ones in med bay one would be stuck in their boxers, thongs and medical gowns for the time being. The Nurse bot “Girlie” had after injecting the girl with a shot, turned around and would sneak up on Jodie. She would feel a sharp sting on her left butt cheek, as the machine gave her a shot. Girlie would then come back around and attempt the same move on Marcus, sneaking up behind him and administering the shot.

The lights in the bay flickered on, but it was not stable. A strobe effect would ripple through the room, this was indicative of the fact that the room had maybe thirty minuets worth of full power, thanks to the reluctant assistance of the MO robot that was now hanging limply from the fuse panel in the wall.

The Bay One “DUMB” Computer chimed in with a softer, feminine static ridden voice. “SOLAR GENERATOR IS LOCATED 300 METERS WEST OF PRESENT LOCATION. BIO-MORPHS IN AREA EXERCISE CAUTION.” Was the Jodie would get as she posed her question. A near by flat screen panel monitor would flicker on, giving her an aerial view of the actual land the were in, as well as circling where the location of the Solar Power Station was. It was on the map, due slightly to the west of Jodie’s present location which was circled.

[Zenith]

Cliche frail, nude little girls didn't affect Mark in such a pansy way, as it seemed to affect this red head. She spoke as she searched a few cabinets here and there while the gruff man paused to give her an "are you serious" look, when she said 'thing' in place of gurney. Before snatching up the child, Mark grabbed the stainless steel tray that utensils and surgical equipment would have been resting on and used it to deflect the Girlie's attempted stab. Speaking slowly, he watched her to make sure she wouldn't try that shit again, "Computer. What the fuck is this little rodent machine trying to stick me with...?" The grown man gave a sneer through his over-grown facial hair that made him look like a washed-up hippy with a bad-attitude toward the little bot.
Markus would have cradled his head in his hands if he hadn't already bent to scoop up the child off the floor, due to the insanity that had already seemed to start as they'd just awoken. Her gaunt little frame was nothing in his arms and he supported her neck and head carefully, perfectly -- an obvious touch that he'd done this sort of thing before.

Resting the girl down gently, Mark took a few steps back and then moved past the little drone and away from the group, listening to what the computer had said. The main generators needed to be fixed, but with the group being so small already, and people not havin' awaken yet, there would need to be some sort of separation in the crew. It wouldn't be himself leaving, that was for damn-sure; he knew nothing about generators of this magnitude. Nor how to fix them.

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Jodie nearly jumped a foot in the area when the little thing injected her with a shot. “Ouch!” she rubbed her firm butt cheek. “Little booger.” She stuck her tongue at the thing as it rolled away to administer the same thing to the man. She even laughed a bit as the man asked the computer what the little bot was all about. “Ya know.. its kinda like when your first born, gotta get all those vaccines and stuff.” She said before the computer would undoubtedly answer the man with a more precise answer.

However, Jodie sucked in her breath as the computer stated exactly what she was worried about. “Why the hell did they do that.” She hissed as she turned her attention to the screen that popped on to show her exactly where the generator was.

“Uh…Bio-morphs?” that didn’t sound good.. what the fuck where Bio-morphs? “Ah hell.” There wouldn’t be any time to waste.. none of them had time to waste.. especially with the power off, the oxygen will not hold out.. they would all suffocate.

Jodie glanced at the little girl now laying on the gurney..then to the man, who looked like he also defiantly needed a good shave. Jodie knew how to fix it, if it was even fixable.. hopefully the vehicles would still work..”Right, okay.”

She turned away from the monitor and passed the man as she left the med bay. There was no time for second thoughts, questions.. there was only time for doing, and time would run short if they didn’t get a roll with fixing the generator. A thousand year old piece of equipment.. even if she could fix it, the thing won’t last maybe a couple days or more… depending the shape it was in.

-The little Mo bot would have to wait until the generator was fixed.-

Jodie would go to a particular part of the facility that was labeled ‘Garage’ in there, if she remembered correctly.. then again she remembered that particular day when she was called upon and told she was going to be frozen to help save the world. Then given all this information in a matter of a few days that anyone else would need at least a month to process it. Codes, passwords, everything that was classified even to her she was told about.. it had been a lot to take in.

The power to this station was out, like the rest.. but the door had a failsafe.. similar to that of a sliding automatic door at a store. You can pull it open.

Her fingers clasped around the metal handle and she pulled.. several seconds there was nothing, no movement and no sign the door was going to budge. But then, just as she was going to give up.. that lovely suction sound made a cute kissing noise as the door started to slide open. She wouldn’t bother with opening it all the way, just enough for her to slip inside the room.

-Exit Jodie. Btw you can follow. =P-

[Toneh]

"Computer. What the fuck is this little rodent machine trying to stick me with...?"

The Computer paused for a brief second. “The rodent is in fact a N12 Automated Hospital Assistant Drone. It is attempting to give you a standard immunization shot so that your deprived immune system does not allow your body to contract any simple illnesses that could be fatal.”

“Why the hell did they do that?!”

The Computer paused “A Solar Power station requires sunlight in order to gather and store energy for this Facility, the position was selected by a group of Experts from the Army Corp of engineers.”

As Marcus set about placing the child in the gurney he would feel a similar pinch on his buttock to what the girl had received. The machine would then quickly turn away from the man in a clear attempt to avoid his incurring wrath.

[Zenith]

Like a beast rearing on his hind quarters, Mark would have turned and kicked at the fuckin' little machine that ran with haste from his anger. With a hand, rubbing the sore spot on his ass - the man's eyes dimmed, narrowing like little beads so that the apathetic, mindless drone would feel his hatred. "God damned little piece of shit... Just wait. You'll be disassembled by the end of this week." The man moved from the area away from the child and toward the back of the room with markings along the doors.

A shower was in order and the bathrooms were close to him - whomever designed the place, thought well to put the can next to the cryo pods. They would awake with a horrific need to use the bathroom facilities -- in more ways than one.

Once in the unisex bathroom, labeled with a mere human notion and the words, "Human" - Markus figured it couldn't have gotten any more simple. As he stepped in, the layout was simple. The room was rectangular; on the right side was two stalls with doors and then a single urinal beyond that on the right, further down was three sinks and then a set of cabinets that held any and all necessary toiletries needed. On the left side of the room was a handicapped accessible shower-stall and then one large shower room. Mark laughed at the thought of ten people being set back to save and repopulate the world of men, and one of them would be wheelchair bound. He wasn't heartless -- he was a survivalist*.

Equipped with a a towel, a mechanical shaver, a razor and a set of new clothes - Markus went to work. First, a man-shit and long bowel expulsion, in which a wide grin crossed his face. A real shit. A real toilet. 1,000 year wait. Then to follow, he shaved most of his beard down to a '1' setting, and then used the razor to clean up the excess parts on his cheeks, where the hair grew stragglingly higher.
Naked, Mark slipped into the automated shower with a deep sigh...


* +10 points for me for using my title.

[Toneh]

The showed would kick on and begin raining ice cold water all over the scarred and grungy looking man. Their was no power so their was no hot water going to fall down on him. How ever if he were to look around, he would see that same nurse bot, the one who poked him with a needle watching him, as he showered. The little fingered head was peering around the corner, and would make its presence known with a sharp wolf call whistle. Then again it would speed off in haste so as not to incur his wrath once again.

The Nurse bot would then move over to the sleeping child on the gurney, and administer a shot into her small arm. It would then move over to a near by hamper and grab an extra medical gown, placing it over the child's naked chest in an effort to cover up her modesty in the event she had at any point decided to fully to. The child would not be stuck hiding her self, but rather would simply have to cover her body.

The Med bot would exit the Cryo-Bay, and head over to the storage lockers and locate Grab the bags of all the people who were scheduled to be waking up in their tubes.

By the time Marcus finished his shower, he would see his own humble black duffle bag sitting on the sink waiting for him. It would contain his orders, and what ever gear he deemed necessary to pack.