DAY 1 - Mr Smelt's Office

[ChronoCatfish]

Mr Smelt, RoboCo executive, stared at the figure across from him.

"So, Mr..." he paused, his composure never wavering.

The figure across from him took no notice. "You guys know stuff, right?" he asked.

"Your questions will be answered," Smelt said smoothly, "As soon as you start explaining what you're doing in my office."

"Oh. That." The person Smelt was talking to looked to be a boy no older than fifteen who had somehow managed to drape himself over a stack of two chairs. He was attired in a garishly colored bodysuit, and unkempt black hair covered one eye. The other eye focused on Mr Smelt.

"You guys make androids, right?"

"I'm afraid your sources are mistaken, Mr-"

"Because I think I'm probably an android."

Smelt blinked. "You think you're an android." he repeated, returning to his monotone.

"Well yeah. See, I don't actually remember my origin."

"Fascinating. The Robot Corporation fully supports voyages of self-discovery outside-"

"The first thing I remember is waking up in a lab."

"And then what happened?" asked Smelt, resigned.

"I left. But word on the streets is that you guys make androids. Some guy on the street told me. With his words."

"Again, you seem to be under a misapprehension, Mr..."

"Neon. Neon Rain."

"Mr Rain, you seem to be unaware that androids are an urban myth. RoboCo does not have a database of android creations, because there are no androids. If the database existed, you would not be in it. If there were any androids, RoboCo would not be affiliated with any part of their creation, storage, programming, or deploying."

"So... no androids, then?" Neon asked plaintively.

"There are no androids, Mr Rain. You are not an android, Mr Rain."

"Fine." Neon did a sort of backwards fall off of his chair, rolled when he hit the ground, and then jumped to his feet and walked out of the office.

[Exit Thread: Neon]

Mr Smelt stuck his head out the door.

"Android Unit Darius-01, you may come in now."

[Death Dealer X]

walking in to the room, darius kept quiet, watching Mr smelt's every move. "you called?"turning his head to the side, darius's face broke in to a puzzling frown.

[ChronoCatfish]

"Ah, Unit 01." said Smelt, "Have a seat."

"As you know, Unit 01," he began, "You were designed as a prototype, in order to prove your usefulness to the Robot Corporation. The approval of the Darius line lies entirely in your hands."

Smelt took out a small notepad.

"Regrettably, the Robot Corporation has not had much demand for assassination of late. However, Unit 01, I have been investigating the files, and it seems that I have a mission for you."

[Death Dealer X]

" what's my mission?" Darius Inquired with a hint of curiousity, what Mr smelt said about his project resting entrely on him didnt bother him too much. Even while he was in early stage of devilopment, Confidents in his own skills is something that came natural to him. quickly, he set his mind to Start a parallel Computation and checked on possible Missions and their Equipment requirements. Showing no sign of his mental process while standing calmly.

[ChronoCatfish]

"You may already be aware, Unit 01, but the Robot Corporation has been experiencing some... leakage of parts and information. We suspect operatives of the Hidden have been involved."

Smelt quietly cleared his throat.

"Three years ago, the scale of these thefts increased drastically. At around that time, a black marketeer droid, Civil Unit 402-M, went missing and severed his ties to RoboCo. We've finally managed to locate the rogue android. He appears to be going by the name-" Smelt checked his notes- "Civ Winters."

Smelt handed a folder to Darius.

"This is all the information we have been able to gather about 402-M. Your mission is to find out what he knows, and then eliminate him- In whatever order you deem necessary."

[Death Dealer X]

Aligning his internal protocol to the ports used with in RoBoCo, Darius taped in to the internal network, and from there, through a secure and anonymous route, he entered the greater outside network, and stated an Inquiry on the name "Civ Winters" while this mental process is in actions, he simultaniously start a check list of all Avealible Equipment and Items he needed for this mission. looking blankly at Mr Smelt, he uttered the toneless words "Acknowledged. Mission Class 4, Search, inquire, and distroy. I will start Immediatly."

[ChronoCatfish]

[Exit Thread: Darius-01]

"Excellent," said Mr Smelt, "I love it when a plan comes together."