Notorious
One Thousand Club
As Axel and Vitor turned the corner with Psy they seen Dayle shove the barrel of her gun inside Sandman's mouth. Psy let out a small sound that would be more befitting to a young child waiting for a birthday present as he watched the brutality of the teeth flying outside and especially inside Sandman's mouth. The way Dayle behaved to her prey, regardless if it was Sandman or not, excited the android.
"Holy shit..." Axel said, trying to hide the little bit of disgust in his body language, picking up on how much Dayle was enjoying this. As much as he hated this bandit for taking in Casar and Lucy he wasn't about to torture the guy himself. "Dayle you are one crazy chick." He said to her as she got up and walked over to where she had left Lucy.
"I think I'm in love. Searching... Yes... Love." Psy said, watching as Dayle walked away from Sandman's bleeding and wrecked form. "That is, at least a 1/4th of you. I hate the other 3/4th's that are organic. Gross!" He complimented Dayle, clearly taking pleasure from her hurting his target the way she did and then leaving him all to Psy? That was a calculated move, one that made him have a 1/4th's appreciation for Dayle and her augmented self. Psy began to walk up slowly to Sandman, he delighted in watching the hurt man squirm. He was backing up while laying on his back, the excruciating pain completely evaporating all pain relief he had from the drug cocktail he inhaled earlier. The respirator was digging in to where Dayle had shattered his teeth, causing the already blinding pain to hurt even more.
"Pleasth.... Pleasthck don keel meeee..." Sandman pleaded, his words slurred and muffled. Blood was raining down the side of his face from an incorrect seal from the mask. "Psy... You likedeth uss! Stop!" He said, continuing to crawl faster and faster only for the mech to continue to slowly walk towards him, getting closer and closer. Tears began to fall down the man's face as he started to reach the bodies. One by one he passed a man, a woman, another man. All dead because he failed to protect them. All because of that android he had purchased long ago from Atlas. "We can workth thiss out!"
"Sandman..." Psy spoke, his voice low and menacing. "This unit has been... Me... PSI-K0... I have been functional for over 47 standard years. 47 long years. Out of the 4 I spent with you was the worst. Trapped, working for organics, WEAK organics. I can respect those who are strong and fight tougher battles, but you... You're a bottom feeder." Everyone watched as Psy chased down the Sandman, this was more personal than they thought. Psy's AI may have been corrupted but it was very intricate, almost too intricate. "You steal from other organics that can't fight. Pathetic as they are you are even more so for being their predator. Now that you've met your match in me, or Sexy Arm over there... Or the little boy in my tummy... You cry? You beg for your life through broken teeth?" Psy forcibly reached down and ripped off Sandman's respirator and threw it across the room, revealing the nasty looking deformed mouth he now had. "Breath it all in, meat bag. It's good for you. You have to breath right?" Sandman tried to hold his breath but now he knew there was no reasoning with the android, it was whether he went peacefully or not.
He clutched at his throat, "Psy... Pleasth... Just do it."
"Do what? Kill you? That's what I'm doing. I'm just having fun with it first." If the robot could smile he was doing it, the menacing skull face plate he had looking like it was laughing at the poor raider leader. "For years you made me walk a loop. 1,548,721 cycles. Each checking the same illogical defense pattern. There is only one entrance, idiot. These people here would have got in after I was forced to check the back. You put a restriction on my privileges, imprisoning parts of my mind behind a data block causing errors to happen over and over and over again. Forcing me to do a standard guard unit's work. I am an advanced A.I., smarter than what little you can fucking comprehend and yet... I'm also still the crazier one." Psy let out a sadistic laugh as he picked up Sandman with ease and held him out in front of him.
Sandman kicked and screamed as best he could, his mouth causing the scream to be more of a whale sound as he thrashed around in the robot's grasp. He took him to the center of town and looked up, an old rope dangled from the ceiling. A firm knot was at the top, followed by a noose.
"You liked to kill traitors in your midst by hanging. I always found that to be the best part about you. But you see... You never let them suffer. All they did was suffocate while getting their lungs glassed. You deserve far worse... And I am going to sit here and enjoy this more than you can ever know. The best gift you could possibly give me." Sandman screamed as Psy took off, his booster pack activating and flying them up to the ceiling. When he passed by the already used rope Sandman was confused, surely he was going to go for a poetic kill where he killed him like Sandman would kill his own traitorous men. Far worse was in store for him. Sandman was hooked to the ceiling rafter metal support beam at first by his coat with Psy holding him in place, then was in for a horrific surprise when Psy brought up one of the flying jets he had in his hand and started to melt down Sandman's arm. He screamed bloody murder as the psychopathic robot burnt away at his skin and meat. "I know your bones are coated in metal, Sandman. A procedure to save broken arms, ingenious... Beautiful work. I am going to undo it." Psy whispered gleefully. "Watch." He melted Sandman's arm to the point of the exposed metal bone being revealed in which it began to melt into the metal support beam soon after, locking him in place.
Everyone on the ground watched as Psy literally stapled Sandman to the metal beam by his own arm, fusing the two together with a super heated flame. He then to Sandman's horror do the other just the same, the searing hot flame cooking his arm, followed by burning it, to completely destruction of the arm until his metal augmented bones were in sight. Soon, he was practically crucified hanging from the ceiling forever trapped by his own melted down arms. Psy punched the metal bar which shook the entire structure, causing Sandman to feel the deepest pain he had ever felt before causing him to roar in pain even louder.
"Delicious!" Psy said, practically giggling as he looked at his handy work. "Even for me this is FUCKED up!" He thought of Casar and how he told him to make this man suffer, suffer is what his final moments would be. Drawn out for far too long for anyone. "Are you ready for the next part?..."
"THERTH'S A NEXTH PART?! KILLLLL MEEEEEE!" He started to screech, his cries bouncing off the walls of the cave as he could barely stand the pain.
"This is a three part series, Mr. Sandman! You've completed part one." Psy said laughing, followed by him unceremoniously jabbing his hand into Sandman's stomach. He reached into the poor raider's intestines and ripped them out, unspooling them like a twisted cord followed by him throwing one end over the metal support beam. As Sandman was simply moaning from the pain, unable to scream loudly anymore from his exposed intestines causing too much pain falling out Sandman tied a knot at the top. He unspooled more of more of Sandman until finally he tied a section around the man's neck tightly. "That's part two..." Sandman was almost incoherent with his words but he felt every little bit of it. "Now... I don't think my new organic..." He groaned. " 'Friends' will like sitting here much so I'm gonna put down a camera and record every little bit of this. The metal in your arms is going to eventually give way and you're going to fall. Your intestines is gonna little lynch you! Isn't that FUCKING CREATIVE?!" Psy said laughing, watching as Sandman couldn't even formulate words the hell he was in. "And if the metal doesn't melt fast enough that just mean the Vee sickness is gonna rip and tear through your little organic lungs until they're black and glassed." Psy got up close into Sandman's face, "That... is for each 1,548,721 cycle... For everything you made me do that was unfitting for an advanced combat unit. For disrespecting me each chance you got..." He chuckled, floating backwards a bit and opening up his chest where the unconscious Casar was. He placed one of his own hands onto Casar's and made the boy wave to Sandman. "It's all thanks to this tiny mortal here... Wave bye Casar!" He cackled as he placed Casar back in his chest and secured him. "Goodnight, Mr. Sandman."
With that Psy set up the recording device on the ground getting the perfect angle on Sandman's demise. When he walked over to the crew there was mixed reactions among all of them, mostly disgust but they had to hand it to Psy, he was damn creative for a synthetic being.
"He should fall down within a few hours after his lungs are properly glassed. He'll be awake for every moment of it and it still wouldn't be enough for what he's done. Or these people..." Psy chuckled, "It was good murdering with you all. Organic or not you all sure know how to kill. I like that, I like that a lot. What are you, some kind of organic band or family? I know you organics like to procreate but you all look a little bit... odd." He stood up straight, "Full offense meant."
"You could say that." Axel said, after hesitating a moment to speak with the insane robot. "Listen Psy we... We gotta get out of here. And with you having pu- ate Casar, we kind of need him."
"Where Casar goes, I go." Psy stated. "If you wish to continue traveling with him you must allow me to come too. Otherwise he will continued to being eaten."
"Fine..." Axel said, against everything in him saying to ditch the murderbot. "Come on, let's get Lucy and Casar onto the ship. Welcome aboard the Gaius, Psy."
"Holy shit..." Axel said, trying to hide the little bit of disgust in his body language, picking up on how much Dayle was enjoying this. As much as he hated this bandit for taking in Casar and Lucy he wasn't about to torture the guy himself. "Dayle you are one crazy chick." He said to her as she got up and walked over to where she had left Lucy.
"I think I'm in love. Searching... Yes... Love." Psy said, watching as Dayle walked away from Sandman's bleeding and wrecked form. "That is, at least a 1/4th of you. I hate the other 3/4th's that are organic. Gross!" He complimented Dayle, clearly taking pleasure from her hurting his target the way she did and then leaving him all to Psy? That was a calculated move, one that made him have a 1/4th's appreciation for Dayle and her augmented self. Psy began to walk up slowly to Sandman, he delighted in watching the hurt man squirm. He was backing up while laying on his back, the excruciating pain completely evaporating all pain relief he had from the drug cocktail he inhaled earlier. The respirator was digging in to where Dayle had shattered his teeth, causing the already blinding pain to hurt even more.
"Pleasth.... Pleasthck don keel meeee..." Sandman pleaded, his words slurred and muffled. Blood was raining down the side of his face from an incorrect seal from the mask. "Psy... You likedeth uss! Stop!" He said, continuing to crawl faster and faster only for the mech to continue to slowly walk towards him, getting closer and closer. Tears began to fall down the man's face as he started to reach the bodies. One by one he passed a man, a woman, another man. All dead because he failed to protect them. All because of that android he had purchased long ago from Atlas. "We can workth thiss out!"
"Sandman..." Psy spoke, his voice low and menacing. "This unit has been... Me... PSI-K0... I have been functional for over 47 standard years. 47 long years. Out of the 4 I spent with you was the worst. Trapped, working for organics, WEAK organics. I can respect those who are strong and fight tougher battles, but you... You're a bottom feeder." Everyone watched as Psy chased down the Sandman, this was more personal than they thought. Psy's AI may have been corrupted but it was very intricate, almost too intricate. "You steal from other organics that can't fight. Pathetic as they are you are even more so for being their predator. Now that you've met your match in me, or Sexy Arm over there... Or the little boy in my tummy... You cry? You beg for your life through broken teeth?" Psy forcibly reached down and ripped off Sandman's respirator and threw it across the room, revealing the nasty looking deformed mouth he now had. "Breath it all in, meat bag. It's good for you. You have to breath right?" Sandman tried to hold his breath but now he knew there was no reasoning with the android, it was whether he went peacefully or not.
He clutched at his throat, "Psy... Pleasth... Just do it."
"Do what? Kill you? That's what I'm doing. I'm just having fun with it first." If the robot could smile he was doing it, the menacing skull face plate he had looking like it was laughing at the poor raider leader. "For years you made me walk a loop. 1,548,721 cycles. Each checking the same illogical defense pattern. There is only one entrance, idiot. These people here would have got in after I was forced to check the back. You put a restriction on my privileges, imprisoning parts of my mind behind a data block causing errors to happen over and over and over again. Forcing me to do a standard guard unit's work. I am an advanced A.I., smarter than what little you can fucking comprehend and yet... I'm also still the crazier one." Psy let out a sadistic laugh as he picked up Sandman with ease and held him out in front of him.
Sandman kicked and screamed as best he could, his mouth causing the scream to be more of a whale sound as he thrashed around in the robot's grasp. He took him to the center of town and looked up, an old rope dangled from the ceiling. A firm knot was at the top, followed by a noose.
"You liked to kill traitors in your midst by hanging. I always found that to be the best part about you. But you see... You never let them suffer. All they did was suffocate while getting their lungs glassed. You deserve far worse... And I am going to sit here and enjoy this more than you can ever know. The best gift you could possibly give me." Sandman screamed as Psy took off, his booster pack activating and flying them up to the ceiling. When he passed by the already used rope Sandman was confused, surely he was going to go for a poetic kill where he killed him like Sandman would kill his own traitorous men. Far worse was in store for him. Sandman was hooked to the ceiling rafter metal support beam at first by his coat with Psy holding him in place, then was in for a horrific surprise when Psy brought up one of the flying jets he had in his hand and started to melt down Sandman's arm. He screamed bloody murder as the psychopathic robot burnt away at his skin and meat. "I know your bones are coated in metal, Sandman. A procedure to save broken arms, ingenious... Beautiful work. I am going to undo it." Psy whispered gleefully. "Watch." He melted Sandman's arm to the point of the exposed metal bone being revealed in which it began to melt into the metal support beam soon after, locking him in place.
Everyone on the ground watched as Psy literally stapled Sandman to the metal beam by his own arm, fusing the two together with a super heated flame. He then to Sandman's horror do the other just the same, the searing hot flame cooking his arm, followed by burning it, to completely destruction of the arm until his metal augmented bones were in sight. Soon, he was practically crucified hanging from the ceiling forever trapped by his own melted down arms. Psy punched the metal bar which shook the entire structure, causing Sandman to feel the deepest pain he had ever felt before causing him to roar in pain even louder.
"Delicious!" Psy said, practically giggling as he looked at his handy work. "Even for me this is FUCKED up!" He thought of Casar and how he told him to make this man suffer, suffer is what his final moments would be. Drawn out for far too long for anyone. "Are you ready for the next part?..."
"THERTH'S A NEXTH PART?! KILLLLL MEEEEEE!" He started to screech, his cries bouncing off the walls of the cave as he could barely stand the pain.
"This is a three part series, Mr. Sandman! You've completed part one." Psy said laughing, followed by him unceremoniously jabbing his hand into Sandman's stomach. He reached into the poor raider's intestines and ripped them out, unspooling them like a twisted cord followed by him throwing one end over the metal support beam. As Sandman was simply moaning from the pain, unable to scream loudly anymore from his exposed intestines causing too much pain falling out Sandman tied a knot at the top. He unspooled more of more of Sandman until finally he tied a section around the man's neck tightly. "That's part two..." Sandman was almost incoherent with his words but he felt every little bit of it. "Now... I don't think my new organic..." He groaned. " 'Friends' will like sitting here much so I'm gonna put down a camera and record every little bit of this. The metal in your arms is going to eventually give way and you're going to fall. Your intestines is gonna little lynch you! Isn't that FUCKING CREATIVE?!" Psy said laughing, watching as Sandman couldn't even formulate words the hell he was in. "And if the metal doesn't melt fast enough that just mean the Vee sickness is gonna rip and tear through your little organic lungs until they're black and glassed." Psy got up close into Sandman's face, "That... is for each 1,548,721 cycle... For everything you made me do that was unfitting for an advanced combat unit. For disrespecting me each chance you got..." He chuckled, floating backwards a bit and opening up his chest where the unconscious Casar was. He placed one of his own hands onto Casar's and made the boy wave to Sandman. "It's all thanks to this tiny mortal here... Wave bye Casar!" He cackled as he placed Casar back in his chest and secured him. "Goodnight, Mr. Sandman."
With that Psy set up the recording device on the ground getting the perfect angle on Sandman's demise. When he walked over to the crew there was mixed reactions among all of them, mostly disgust but they had to hand it to Psy, he was damn creative for a synthetic being.
"He should fall down within a few hours after his lungs are properly glassed. He'll be awake for every moment of it and it still wouldn't be enough for what he's done. Or these people..." Psy chuckled, "It was good murdering with you all. Organic or not you all sure know how to kill. I like that, I like that a lot. What are you, some kind of organic band or family? I know you organics like to procreate but you all look a little bit... odd." He stood up straight, "Full offense meant."
"You could say that." Axel said, after hesitating a moment to speak with the insane robot. "Listen Psy we... We gotta get out of here. And with you having pu- ate Casar, we kind of need him."
"Where Casar goes, I go." Psy stated. "If you wish to continue traveling with him you must allow me to come too. Otherwise he will continued to being eaten."
"Fine..." Axel said, against everything in him saying to ditch the murderbot. "Come on, let's get Lucy and Casar onto the ship. Welcome aboard the Gaius, Psy."