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See how the serfs work the ground This was a nightmare. This had to be a nightmare. Hunter was desperately trying to stop firing wildly and setting fires, but he wasn’t in control anymore. Instead, his AI “friend” SAM was running things. Of course, his commutation system was offline, so he couldn’t do much except scream for wombates to run and hope they hear him through the thick helmet. And they give it all they’ve got It was absolute madness. Wombates running and flying in every direction, and SAM firing beams of energy at them as they desperately tried to escape. It was supposed to just be ‘winning’ against Womba- how the fuck had things devolved this badly?! And they give it all they’ve got Unfortunately, most of Hunter’s terrified screaming was being drowned out by SAM’s hysterical laughter. He was literally killing wombates en masse, and he was loving it. Hunter was almost thankful when Womba and all her friends came racing to the rescue. That is, until they all

It took two months for Hunter to make the first version of the best mech suit ever. One month to actually build the thing, and the second month for the AI. Because every good suit needed an AI to help out. He knew it needed to be smart enough to get him the hell away when he passes out (okay, maybe he was still a bit bitter, whatever), and he went up from there. He finally reached a point where this simple suit AI was an Alter Ego, completely with a new name and everything. S.A.M., or Suit Automation Mechanism. Had full control of the suit, to the point where Hunter could just put it on and be set. Of course, he could still move around in it and make his own decisions, but he let SAM do most of the work. It was way smarter than him- Hunter could build a mech suit and AI, but he can’t beat a computer- so it would make the right choices almost every time. However, when he put the new helmet back on and moved to turn the suit on, he hesitated for a moment. He had no idea why, and he

Shield: Offline Communication: Offline Core Health: 17% Life Support: Emergency Mode Only Recommended Action: Immediate Retreat Shit. Hunter hadn’t thought things would go this badly. Sure, the suit was still only a prototype, but everything had seemed functional up until five minutes ago! Had the hit he’d taken been too much? He could barely think about what to do or how to get away. Him and Womba were still under attack, but his suit was more focused on keeping him alive than being useful right now. He needed to just separate himself from the group and retreat. Unfortunately, that was easier said than done. His communication systems had shut off to save power, so he couldn’t even tell Womba what he was trying to do. And he didn’t have the energy to just scream through the helmet either, what with how beaten up he was. He attempted to fire up his boosters and attempt to escape by air, but the thing they were fighting immediately noticed and swiped him from the