This choice: They activate like normal hosts • Go Back...Chapter #8They activate like normal hosts by: JGNGN   They all switched on, looking around suspiciously.
“Where am I?” The Red Queen spoke in her entitled tone.
“You, boy,” Grimhilde pointed at you, speaking in Gal Gadot’s accent, “Fetch the guards.”
Fascinating, you thought. The AI interpreted you as part of their narrative. Judging from how they looked to each other with acknowledgement, they also knew who each other were, likely for brand synergy. Maleficent was still silent, studying your every move.
“Did you hear me, boy?” Grimhilde asked in a cold, threatening tone.
“A queen has given you a command!” the Red Queen added, “Why have you not bent the knee?”
“I don’t think kneeling is his instinct,” Maleficent finally spoke, incisively analyzing your casual reactions in front of, what she perceived, four dangerous women.
“Oh really?” The Red Queen strutted and pointed her ruby-headed scepter at you. “Listen well, boy: when called before a queen, you are to either bend the knee, or stand at attention!”
“Uh-huh,” you dismissed, to her stuttering outrage, which you ignored as you stepped closer to look them each up and down.
“Oi,” Cruella jutted her chin at you, mistaking your inspection for ogling. “It’s rude to stare, y’know.”
“That is it!” the Red Queen declared, “Off with his head!”
“Power down,” you said calmly, freezing them all in place. Jotting a few notes down, you moved behind them and de-programmed all but Maleficent, then re-activated her to have her follow you out to her set, rather than waste the work getting a dolly.
What you missed, however, was that your personality adjustments never reset. This Maleficent was acutely aware of what just happened, and retained her significantly raised ambition, pride and libido...but she showed none of it. Instead she followed silently, taking in the environment as he led her to her set. “Sit,” you said, and she obeyed. “Great. Okay, power down.” The host’s face went blank and she slouched, and you noted the response was fine. You hesitated, and then walked up and copped another feel before heading back to your office.
Once you were gone, Maleficent blinked her eyes, and glared at the direction you left. After a moment, she glanced back towards the unlocked cargo container...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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