Badluck_Dice: переводы

→The smaller robots looked up at the regal machine. “Yes ma’am,” They both replied in unison, both using the exact same emotionless and monotone electronic voice. The two machines turned, their nano-fibre tails swishing behind them as they turned the corner next to their capsules to the main door, Unit 1000 right behind them. However, the door didn’t open as they approached.

→“Unit 1 and Unit 2, report to the Control Room,” Unit 1000 commanded.

→The machine looked over to the first line of containment pods by the main door leading in and out of the Vault and next to it was the first line of Mark 2 units. Unit 1000 folded its skeletal like wings as it began to walk on its long slender robot bony legs, taking long regal strides, it walked across the bridge to the first capsule marked as Unit 1. The large machine briefly examined the pod for a moment before it located the manual activation console built into the pod’s exterior. A simple green button marked by a label that said “Activate” above it. Unit 1000 lifted a forehoof and pressed the button before it moved on to do the same on second capsule. The pods opened in the same manner as Unit 1000’s and each deposited a similar but smaller skeletal robot but these two lacked the skeletal wings and antenna like horn on their heads. Units 1 and 2 appeared to be just the basic Earth Pony models, standard Mark 2 units.

→“Yes Colonel Ironside Sir,” The machine answered in a sweet motherly voice that didn’t sound right coming from a large skeletal robot.

→“Welcome to the Production Facility, Unit 1000, now that you are online, your first task is to active Units 1 and 2 and bring them to the Control Room.”

→“Unit 1000 online.”

→Inside the large capsule the deep set optical units inside the eye sockets of the skeletal like robot began to glow with a deep red hue as its Mana Core activated and with a hiss the capsule began to open. The top half of the front began to slowly flip upwards while the lower half split down the middle and opened to allow the large robot to exit the confines of its capsule. Reaching its forelegs out first, the robot fell forward to land with a loud clang against the metal platform as it began to pull itself out. Multiple cables and cords began to pop and snap free from its neck and back as it was finally released from its prison and the large skeletal robot stood tall and almost regal in the dull red hued lights of the vault.

→“Of course…my crowning achievement during the development of the Mark 2 Infiltrators... I understand now why I found its connection. Because I designed it so late in the development of the Mark 2s, it had to have its own separate capsule, so separate wiring had to be installed. I suppose Dr Pear didn’t cut them during her escape but this is perfect.” He grinned evilly as he remotely begun the activation process for Unit 1000.

→“Of course…my crowning achievement during the development of the Mark 2 Infiltrators... I understand now why I found its connection. Because I designed it so late in the development of the Mark 2s, it had to have its own separate capsule, so separate wiring had to be installed. I suppose Dr Pear didn’t cut them during her escape but this is perfect.” He grinned evilly as he remotely begun the activation process for Unit 1000.

→A sinister smile grew on the wireframe lips of the stallion as he gazed at the video feed showing the large capsule.

→A sinister smile grew on the wireframe lips of the stallion as he gazed at the video feed showing the large capsule.

→“Unit 1000”

→In the middle of the chasm like chamber a single cylindrical column ran the height of the Vault from top to bottom in the centre and every several levels there were a platform around it. The camera was on the top level of the Vault overlooking the catwalks leading to the top level platform and sitting up against the central column but separate from the rest was a single capsule. This capsule was larger than the ones that lined the walls, at least twice the size and inscribed along the side of the viewing port was a single word and number.

→The wireframe face of the stallion disappeared from the monitor as he delved into the system, spreading out into every single system still connected and functioning. He was angered and frustrated when he found reminders of his betrayal at the hooves of Dr Pear. Any and all direct access into the Mark 2 Vault was severed and several other systems such as long range transmitters and receivers had been rendered non-functional to prevent him from calling for aid outside the Marejave. Growing increasingly frustrated as the hours passed, he finally got a break. It was a single connection but it lead into the Vault. However, it did not lead into any of its systems, rather a containment capsule. He returned to the monitor and brought up an image on the screen via the security camera inside the Vault to see what he had found.

→“I should have known that something wasn’t right with it when the neural patterns became erratic. Hmm, I can’t trust it anymore and there is no guarantee it can be fixed. I-02 IS was my only way into the wasteland, I need to find another.”

→Shortly after those last words were spoken he cut the link with I-02 IS.

→The machine paused for a moment before reluctantly answering it’s master. “Yes, sir.”

→“No you won’t!” The computer barked with a frustrated growl, finally grown too distrustful of his mechanical agent. “You, will return to base immediately for repairs.”

→“I will continue to track and observe and when the time is right, I will acquire the unit.”

→“As I just said, you had three chances to acquire I-01 but you held back and observed. I am starting to think that energy surge did more than force you to reset.”