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jyushinoodles; elongates lips and kissus ur cheek, happy out of womb day!

“This isn’t even right, what we’re doing.”

Erick gave a small laugh. “What?”

Clark ran his fingers through his hair, grumbling. “I dunno. It’s... I’ve just been thinking, I guess.” He paused. “Like... why are we even doing this?”

“I mean...” Erick trailed off aimlessly. “...I dunno.”

“That’s the thing,” Clark said. “This... thing, whatever we’re building. Why even build it at all?”

“The military needs this kinda stuff. I was told we’re building like, super soldiers, I guess. We’ll mass produce em once it’s done.” Erick paused. “That’s at least what I was told.”

“We could find other ways to make weapons, yknow.” Clark grunted as he tightened a screw on part of its arm.

“I mean, I guess. Like how?”

“I dunno. Something.... I dunno.”

“See? That’s the thing. Clark, we’re reaching a standstill in technology. We humans can only do so much.” Erick set his coffee cup down. “It only makes sense to build a stronger human.”

“But this isn’t human!” Clark raised his voice a bit. “This is a machine! Of course it’ll look human, but it’s gonna be smarter, more agile, stronger- it’s-“ -he pinched his nose- “it’s gonna kill us if we’re not careful!”

“A robot can’t kill us. Not unless we ask it to.” Erick rolled his eyes. “Knock it off with your sci-fi bullshit.... damn, it’s 4 am already.”

“This thing will learn like a human. Mark my words, it’ll sure as hell learn to kill.”

“Its a military weapon! The whole point is for it to be able to kill!” Erick was on the verge of exasperated laughter. He took another sip of coffee.

“I mean, on its own. Without command.”