Armitage: Dual Matrix Page #4

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you robots communicate...

Listen to me. You Thirds live

a very sad existence.

No one will acknowledge you exist,

and so you're doomed to be forgotten.

What I want is to give you all a

clear and specific purpose in life:

The creation of human beings!

A most honorable

purpose, is it not?

Oh, that's bullshit! Why do

you think the Thirds rebelled...

...when they were forced

into that research?!

Well, I can't believe it.

Your friends tried to escape

from the Garden of Eden.

Listen, this is a wonderful

operation I'm proposing.

From time immemorial, the most

difficult task has been...

...the creation of humans

you can manipulate freely.

Now you can do it.

You can make a cheap labor

force who will never complain.

Or produce soldiers

who aren't afraid of dying.

Creating people to simply love

would be nice, too, wouldn't it?

The ultimate product,

wouldn't you say?

You...

You want to play God?

Not quite...

Perhaps just have the

power of one of His chosen.

And that's why you killed the

human staff members as well.

Yes, that's right.

So, won't you come with me?

To my Garden of Eden?

If you have that other Third's

memories, you must understand.

I need your power.

I need you...

The original Third.

Go to hell.

You disappoint me.

Grab her!

You seem to be in pain

all of a sudden.

So, how do you like

its jamming functions?

All right! Take her!

What's wrong?!

This date's over.

You're just not my type!

Did she get away?

Or is she dead?

No...

She's a Third, after all...

Oh, I found a

real beauty here!

This isn't some consumer model you

can get off the assembly lines!

Skeletal frame says

"Made on Mars."

Well, let's ask this little

stranger who she is...

These are her

latest memories.

I doubt it misfired...

Oh, I see...

She took over its power systems

and then must have activated...

...the gun's safety and its

proximity fuse at the same time.

Well, that's how you use

telepresence abilities!

Hey!

Quit poking around

in my memories!

Didn't mean any harm!

I'm Mouse, a repairman.

And you, my dear, are a mess.

Your main autonomous nerve lines and

vital parts are completely severed.

If you went to a dealer...

...they'd tell you to forget about

repairs and just buy a new body!

Unfortunately, I'm kinda

attached to this body.

Anyway, I need to move again.

Can you do that?

CAN I? I am a genius!

However, it'll cost you.

Payment to be made in

Earth dollars. And no IOUs!

We will soon be arriving

at the orbital station.

The following connecting shuttles

are scheduled to leave from there:

Chicago, flight 102,

departing at 13:
00.

Daddy, it's just like

you said! It's so pretty!

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