Chapter 4

AN: well since you all voted literally on a boss fight I will give you one…

Also found a pick of what the cave looks like:

also will take this down and post full length later today, just need to get some crucial stuff done for once as an IT guy... I hate IT...

If you had read the first half then skip down to where it says beware of rant below… also if someone could tell me how to do the spoiler thing that would be marvelous….

Unlike the previous floor there appear to be automations moving down here, which is cool, excluding the fact that their hostile…. Fun… sigh, well I did need practice with the mana sword and crossbow. Most appear to be mindless drones, I said most because I haven’t seen all of them. The drones look like 4 legged spiders, albeit that they are half a meter tall and half a meter wide.

They are surprisingly nimble, most spring up and try to latch onto my face tike those things in the Alien movies… but when one of the face huggers missed me due to my amazing skills and proceeded to landed on a dead clockwork’s face… the thing used its legs to crush it’s head…

After that I fled back home to the little settlement at the front of the gate to this citadel, as Tool discovered the name of the structure it was a citadel for the hubs with a name that is hard for me to pronounce, but it sounds like Ima-cut-you-up. So when I got there I requested Tool to beef up my defenses a bit… it was just simply adding some plates here and there. Oh, I helped Tool make something, but it was more like I had an idea and Tool made it happen and with a little help from my coding skills we finished it.

So we made it so that I could detach a limb in case it was damaged beyond repair through a thought and I would need to find the corresponding limb lost and each detach point had an autonomous tool gear that when I held up the limb would connect it to my body, I would just need to hold it there for 30 seconds… that was the fastest I could get the autonomous program to go. BUT, there is some good news, Bolt finished a mini-hub so that’s good… we found a total of 35 motherboards but bolt used up 30 so we were left with 5 motherboards.

I also added a targeting system to my HUD and another program to calculate the trajectory of things in my vision. Just going say that it is a very rough program and has a 1 in 10 chance of an error.

So back to dungeon diving… It took me close to an hour to get down to the last floor, mainly because I had to get used to the new weight of my body. When I got there I was immediately greeted with a face hugger which I magnificently shot with the mana crossbow. As I continued on I kept killing the face huggers, and as I did so I had an idea… WHAT IF IT WAS BIGGER AND HAD A TURRET ONTOP!!!! That would be soooooo cool! In my delusional state I unknowingly entered the boss room… how I knew this was because of the giant construct in front of me ( but more steampunk-y). Thankfully it hadn’t noticed me… sometimes I am glad I am mute… because I am pretty sure I would be screaming like a little girl right now…

HAH you dun fucked up!!!

Oh, you’re back… great... I HAD SOOOOOO MUCH PROGRESSS BUT NOOOOOO YOU JUST HAD TO SHOW BACK UP… ignoring the windows of annoyance via blocking of the popups, my eyes were drawn to a massive fixture on the wall behind it.. . (fuckn try writing in paint with a mouse pad... it took me eight tries to write that shit)

While I am mentally freaking out let’s go over a new feature Bolt added to all of us, now we have a connector cord which we can hook up to things directly, also the main contributor that allows me to program stuff. It is located where the right ear would be and is protected via a sliding panel.

Anyways the thing seems to have notices me thus, it started turning towards me albeit slowly because it doesn’t seem to have a horizontal rotatory thing at the waist… thank goodness… alright time to cheese the fuck out of this thing… CIRCLE STRAFING FTW!!! After a few minutes of circle strafing and firing mana bolts at it, it did something I didn’t expect… it jumped… on me… when it landed it had me pinned down by my left arm, the arm I had the crossbow in…

My left arm was now the equivalent of my legs when i first appeared in this world...

BEWARE OF RANT BELOW:

OH MY GOD!!! THAT WAS HELL... why did I say I was tech savvy... this woman somehow corrupted the server the company was using and I had to boot it to a backup AND SHE CORRUPTED THE FUCKING SERVER AGAIN WHEN I EXPLICIDLY TOLD HER NOT TO DO WHAT SHE DID!!!! I WANT TO KILLLLL HERRRRRRR IT DOESN'T HELP THAT SHE CAN MAKE HER TITS BOUNCE TO HER EVER STEP SO MY BOSS LETS HER OFF THE HOOK.... I MEAN FUCK!!!! I am so tired and angry right now... UUUUGH… here’s the rest…

Hodor

I quickly detach my arm from by body and roll under this behemoth of a machine… alright all I have left is my sword… I am so fucked right now…

The Spider as I am now referring to it as such, currently engaged in a game of whack-a-mole, starring me as the mole and its guns that shoot some form of plasma starring as the hammer… I roll to my feet and jump out of the way as the ground below me gets super-heated from the plasma. Man I am fucked if that hits me…

If this wasn’t me and was someone else I would be laughing at them, but sadly tis not so, I am just hoping the plasma cannons would overheat soon, I say cannon because the barrel is the size of my head… just to put things in perspective… all I need now is a banana for perspective…

But I have a backup plan if it doesn’t stop because the barrels need to cool down… huh… the blasts stopped… I look in bewilderment at the Spider and I see that the barrels are red hot and it seems to be detaching them and replacing them, I would too because metal warps when it is read hot so it would throw off the trajectory of the ball of plasma… OH my plan…

I rush to the Spider and it probably sees that I am doing something so it reacts by making an energy sword appear on one of its guns… remember the energy swords from H-lo well just imagine one half of that appearing like a bayonet… it just oozed awesome… so much so that I REALLLYYYY wanted to deviate from my plan but common sense dictated in my mind that I could have it anyways if the Spider was dead…

So like a badass I slid under the Spider’s legs, popped up behind it, drew out and activated the mana sword. Then proceeded to latch onto the Spider and attempted to climb up with a minor complication… I am missing an arm… Ugh, this is going to take a while… after 15 painstakingly long minutes and many close calls later mainly due to the fact that I was covered in oil because one time during the climb I hit an oil pipe. Anyways, I succeeded in getting to the top of the Spider and continuing my siege of badass-dim on this behemoth I VANQUISHED MY FOE! By doing the exact opposite of what king Arthur did when pulling the sword Excalibur from the stone… Literally… I even held the sword up high for all the spectators to see… my imaginary spectators…

GOD that was messy… turns out I hit the oil tank and the engine causing it to explode and I was flung into the giant fixture in the wall… (that I so graciously provided earlier, ‘cuz I suck at describing things…)

After that… things were going dark and I think I can see my legs… off by the far wall… damn just how lucky am I… Yawn… I’m getting sleepy, lets nap for a bit…

Tool POV

Mannnn, that Grey kid is Dope as Fuck, he had the idea to be detach his arm and have a gear installed so it be attachen any arm… Bolt and the crew were Hype and all pitched in tings here and there… what I dun tink Grey realize is that he be the reason why we’s still tryin’. We is seen him goin in dat cave erry day and cumin tellin us it be cool to scavenge… man I wish my balls were as big as his, maybe den dem chiks wud dig me… shhh it be k Tool, like Pappy say there be many chicks in a brothel… I hope he was right…

Hmmm… the sun be startn to gos down, Grey normaly be back now, I hopes he k… mybe hes be needin sum help like dat time wit de piller… Ima round the guys up…

Chelsie POV (from Hah you dun fucked up…)

HAH you dun fucked up!!!

I had been watching him do all the work sending the required notifications his close call with I kept trying to get him to take responsibility for stealing my innocence… w-w-with that… but he keeps blocking me out… too bad he was kinda cute… WHAAAA- it was all dandy till he stumbled into the room with the guardian I tried to warn him but I got a massage saying that he had blocked notifications, I REALLY hope he is ok, we- I mean father doesn’t know what would happen if he died in here… honestly I don’t think he can die unless someone destroys the motherboard… at least I hope so… he’s grown on me like a parasite…

Grey POV

Hmmm here I am, still a clockwork… I checked… I am floating in what appears to be a sea of binary coding… well maybe someone spiked the oil, I know some got in my sensors… Hah, don’t think that’s possible. Anyway time to see if I can somehow hack into this stream…

After some time…

OH GOD NO, NONONONONONONONONOOOOOOOO

Nononononononononononononononoooooo

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Fuck, as soon as I entered the system due to my l33t skilz all the binary coding froze in place and an ominous and foreboding voice boomed a “WHO DARES DISTURBE MY SLUMBER!?!?!?!”

Fuck this cop out… except I was halfway embedded in the non-budging sea of binary… the next part caused the above reaction to occur again, the top of a massive head made out of the binary sea emerged. How I could tell it was a head was because of the massive nose the size of one of those redwood trees I’ve heard about... The thing then proceeded to eye me literally, it’s head sunk down so that one of the thing’s eyes was level with me and it proceeded to say: “SPEAK INSECT.”

Heh, speak, I made all the gestures to where my mouth would be to indicate that I can’t talk… and then what happened next still baffles me…

I somehow ended up sitting in a chair with a cup of tea in my hand and a man in his early forties with brown, slightly graying hair, a face like that of the manly man meme, with a large handlebar mustache that covered his mouth. He seemed to barely fit in his late 17th century nobleman’s clothes due to his muscular stature. He even had the pocket watch and the eyeglass… and he then asks me “What is your desire.”

Now I ponder a bit… and look at all my past experiences, with the bullying, the fact that my parents loved and cared for me but when they found out about the bullying and went to school it was met with the resistance of the principal who said “It is the right of the strong to oppress the weak.” I shit you not he said that.

Though after a few months the bullying stopped because at first it was great that their punching bag couldn’t call for help but eventually when they started bullying others the lack of a scream no longer excited them… Also the fact that the one person other than family that I tried to form a bond with cruelly beat me down, and a few more memories of me reaching out to people only to be brutally shot down…

I would have said “I just want to be accepted.” All cool like… if I could talk so I made a gesture of needing something to write and I see a stream of binary coding bend out of the table to give me a piece of A4 printer paper and a Ticeronda pencil, and I sketch out the words in a cool font it takes me 15 minutes to make this masterpiece, oh yes I do sketch in my free time, also helps when I make schematics and blueprints for the robotics club. I sketch I WANT TO BE ACCEPTED on the paper complete with my signature and everything.

He smirks, then my vision all fades to black and my last though is ‘not this shit again’.

THERE TAKE ALL THESE WORDS ….. time for some well-deserved sleep…

PwndHntr out... hopefully... I swear if the boss calls me at 4 in the morning again I WILL FLIP A TABLE!