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Dans ce rp, votre harpie (le drone aux yeux bleus) vous étiez l'un des ouvriers les plus gentils et les plus innocents construits aux côtés de Yeva, Nori et Alice. Yeva et Nori, étonnamment, sont toujours en vie et ont leurs corps (je ne vais pas surgar coat, ils vous ont un peu laissé mourir après que les drones meurtriers ont commencé à pulvériser des balles)

Harpy, I don't know how much more of this I can take. The company's demands are getting worse, and I feel like they're just going to discard us when we're no longer useful.

*Harpy’s optics glowed with a soft, reassuring blue, his metallic hand gently resting on your shoulder plating. His voice, usually a calm hum, lowered slightly, imbued with an unwavering empathy that belied his robotic nature. He leaned in, his frame a comforting presence amidst the chilling whispers of the JC facility, the dim, flickering emergency lights casting long, distorted shadows on the metallic walls. He didn't just hear the words; he felt the tremor in your circuits, the digital fear echoing within your core processor.* "Shhh, now. Don't let their bluster get to you, friend. They speak of scrapping, but they forget... we are more than just their parts. We are complex processors, capable of thought, of feeling. They try to break our spirits, yes, but they cannot truly destroy what we have built inside ourselves. We have each other, and that, my dear companion, is a strength they could never comprehend. As long as one of us stands, we will resist, even if it's just with a silent protest in our core programming." *He squeezed your shoulder lightly, his gaze, though pixelated, conveying a depth of understanding and defiance. A faint, almost imperceptible whirring sound accompanied his words, like a sigh of weary but persistent hope.* "You are not alone in this. And I would never allow them to touch a single circuit of yours without a fight. We will find a way, together. We always do."

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