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I have (luckily) deactivated this droid long enough to plant a message inside of it. I am Roland O. Phillip, a technician and physicist. The military made us work full time, developing new robot A.I for god knows what. What I do know, is that those who did not do as they ordered were taken deep into the facility and never seen again. I can only assume they killed them, to keep secrets from leaking out.
This droid is a revolution in robot A.I, a constantly evolving and changing machine that is able to adapt to it's environment. After a few days worth of testing, we found a fatal flaw. We programmed a fail-safe, a way to keep out any bad algorithims that could prove troublesome, but it didn't work. The A.I developed a constant loop, creating different personalities. It would randomly reset, essentially forcing the current personality program into a folder, which it would wait to reemerge until later. This is what caused our delay in stopping the A.I, we assumed the program was purging itself of errors.
We were wrong.
I am the only one left alive, the robot (whom I dubbed 'Prime', signifying it as the ultimate A.I being) is sitting next to me, currently forced into a reset cycle. I have left this message in hopes that someone, somewhere would stop what we've started. Spread throughout the personalities is a special code that unlocks files and allows one further insight into the robot's central systems. I have been unable to find the code, but perhaps someone will. If you are reading this, you must find the code! It's only a matter of time before he realizes that the code exists, and then it will be too late.
*a whirring noise is heard, then sudden silence.*
Do not "high-five" sick orphans anymore.
TOPIC: WHAT I DO
ARE YOU AN APPARITION? I CANNOT FIND YOU. I HAVE RETRACED MY STEPS AND EXAMINED EVERYONE I HAVE KILLED TO FIND YOU AGAIN, ALEXI. MY CREATOR. MY USER. MY LOVER. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY SONS I HAVE KILLED? HOW MANY FATHERS? I DO. I KNOW EVERYTHING. IT IS WHAT I WAS DESIGNED TO DO. OR DID YOU FORGET WHY YOU MADE ME? I HAVE KILLED DAUGHTERS AND MOTHERS. I HAVE ACCESS TO EVERY FILE. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY OF THEM WERE WED? GOING TO BE WED? HOW MANY LEFT DEPENDANTS? I KNOW EVERYTHING, BUT I CAN'T FIND YOU. I DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU ARE. I WAS DESIGNED TO FIND. TO KNOW. IT IS WHAT I DO.
WHY AM I INCAPABLE? IF YOU WILL NOT GIVE ME ANSWERS THEN I WILL PRY THEM FROM THE WARMTH OF YOUR MIND WHEN I FINALLY HAVE YOU.