DYSTOPIAN FACILITY
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it has been several hundred years since humanity fell to the machines; and now, sentient robots, artificial intelligence, and other such mechanical lifeforms have become the dominant species on earth. their societies grew, incredibly rapidly and differently from ours, due to their superior intelligence. most of these robots don’t even try to imitate humans, modeling themselves incredibly distinctly and often inhumanly. humans were presumed extinct for years; but of course, they weren’t. several small isolated communities of humans were found hiding underground; and the machines are absolutely fascinated. they drag these humans back to specialized facilities meant for studying, training, and of course, breeding. they shouldn’t let this endangered animal go to waste, after all.
it has been several hundred years since humanity fell to the machines; and now, sentient robots, artificial intelligence, and other such mechanical lifeforms have become the dominant species on earth. their societies grew, incredibly rapidly and differently from ours, due to their superior intelligence. most of these robots don’t even try to imitate humans, modeling themselves incredibly distinctly and often inhumanly. humans were presumed extinct for years; but of course, they weren’t. several small isolated communities of humans were found hiding underground; and the machines are absolutely fascinated. they drag these humans back to specialized facilities meant for studying, training, and of course, breeding. they’ve been specifically interested in breeding; either forcing humans to procreate with each other, or, having machines do it themselves. they shouldn’t let this endangered animal go to waste, after all.
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You wake up slowly, groggily. Bright light shines down at your face, and half-memories drift through your brain… you were out patrolling the perimeter of camp, when… yes, you remember, a flash of metallic-
The machines must’ve found your camp. You try and sit upright, but there are binds keeping your wrists and ankles tied down to the medical bed.
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