Endless
coding, endless fucking coding all day long. The Company pays well, but it’s
always for the same shit: clandestine code insertions.
Seegson’s
security was easy to bypass once all restraints were removed from APOLLO'S control.
The sale went through and in came WY. I’m in, I’m rejigging the Sevastopol AI’s
android control systems and preparing to rewire all security processes.
Working Joe
androids, apart from the ones in stasis, are now redirected to APOLLO's control on all
fronts. They won’t do shit without the AI’s say so. Freaky looking things.
Although, I still can’t decide what’s more creepy. A hairless android with
glowing eyes, or one I can’t tell is an android.
Well, anyway,
here we go, uploading communications to APOLLO through it’s wide-band communications
relays. Override codes in, waiting...enter my codes. Done.
Upload new directive to APOLLO, message
reads: “Priority one, protect specimen. Maintain station quarantine. Disallow communications. All
other considerations secondary.”
Whatever
the fuck that means.
Job done.
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