NikczemnyAnon - Machine/AJ&RD(WIP) (2)

“This is getting so shady and sleazy, we’ve long since past the point of dodgy. Devious does not even begin to describe the insidious perversity of what is written here. Calling it depraved would be considered a polite gesture.”

 

 

Rainbow Dash and Applejack looked to each other with a scared look in their eyes as their cart slowly clinked and clanked. Both of them having awoke in their pyjamas side by side. Laying down on what felt like a mattress with straps. Straps across their ankles, knees, waistline, chest and wrists. Keeping them pinned down. No lights except for the faint glow of neon green fluorescent strips on the ceiling that were only a few feet above the four by four, seemingly endless corridor. They could both tell that the mattress cart they were strapped to was moving very slowly down the corridor. Little did they know that they had been scooped up in the middle of the night and sent in for "Processing."

 

Rainbow Dash turned to Applejack with an audible gulp of concern. "What..what is this? Are we dreaming Applejack?" She said in a trembling tone.

 

Applejack was currently too preoccupied with escaping to care enough to bother responding to her compatriot impertinent question, instead trying to escape from the firm silken bonds that kept her and her sleepwear strapped to the cushioned trolley.

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The pushcarts continued down the seemingly endless corridor. Another pair snatched up in the night to be made more.. ‘compliant,’ it was the first batch this week. This time it was done on schedule. Delays simply where not acceptable. No sooner than that exposition was delivered the intended destination of our two helpless captives has been reached. The sound of some unseen mechanism was heard, a door. The distinct reverberation of an automated door could be heard as it slid open. The pushcarts passed through the entryway, as they did so the two prisoners could no longer see the scarcely comforting  glow of neon green lines that tracked along the corridors’ ceiling.

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It was difficult for them to keep their heads up for long and the carts’ cushioning failed to offer any means to prop themselves up. But as they entered into the new room and the door behind them closes they found themselves bathed in complete and utter darkness.

 

Poor Rainbow Dash was shivering in fear.. No, not fear. Fearless was how she had described herself at every given opportunity. Alarmed, hesitant, apprehensive certainly. But most definitively not fearful. Fearless was her middle name, or was it danger? Regardless, she decided to whisper over to her compatriot who perhaps was not fairing as well as her given the direness of their situation.

 

"A..Applejack. Are you there?" She said in a shaky tone. "Y..yeah Dash..d..don't worry. We'll get through this. It's probably just a bad dream." She assured her colleague with the most blatant lie she could muster. The rural earth pony looked down to her wrists (despite not being able to see them in the darkness,) out of impulse; she started to twist and wriggle them. Maybe she would be able to free herself if she tried hard enough.

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The carts stopped in the centre of the chamber, an echo could be heard as the door closed. The remaining iota of light cut-off completely. A light breeze could be felt from unseen vents above, the hum of the cold air intake was the only sound that could be heard. Their own worried breathing notwithstanding. Anxious, fretful breaths could be heard from those two, alone in that hidden chamber .

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Applejack gave a little persistent wiggle in her bindings..it "Might be getting looser, it was hard to tell. "Dash..Dash wiggle about. I think we might be able to get free." She said to her confrontational colleague. They squirmed and squirmed..in truth however they made no progress despite thinking to the contrary. For them there simply wasn’t any means to escape that dark chamber.. and they were not alone.

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01110100 01101001 01100011 01101011 01101100 01100101 01110100 01101001 01101101 01100101

 

MOTION DETECTED

 

PRIMARY TASK PRIORETY

 

CONDITIONG IN PROGRESS

 

Number of specimens?

>Two

 

Estimated Time for Conditioning = 19-30 days.

 

√5*(√(8*C + 5) - √5)/10 = R

 

STIRLING(n, k, k_ ≔ 0, u_, v_ ≔ [1]) ≔                              

  Prog                                                              

    If n•k < 0                                                      

       RETURN 0                                                    

    If n > 0                                                        

       Prog                                                        

         If n ≤ k                                                  

            RETURN MAX(0, n - k + 1)                                

         u_ ≔ VECTOR((-1)^(k - j_)•j_^n, j_, 0, k)                  

         n ≔ k                                                      

         Loop                                                      

           If k = 0                                                

              RETURN u_•v_/n!                                      

           v_ ≔ ADJOIN(0, v_) + APPEND(v_, [0])                    

           k :- 1                                                  

    n ≔ -n                                                          

    k ≔ -k                                                          

    If n ≥ k                                                        

       RETURN MAX(k - n + 1, 0)                                    

    If n = 0                                                        

       RETURN 0                                                    

    If n = 1                                                        

       RETURN (k - 1)!                                              

    If n = k - 1                                                    

       RETURN COMB(k, 2)                                            

    If n > k/2                                                      

       Prog                                                        

         Loop                                                      

           If k_ = k - n exit                                      

           v_ ≔ k_•APPEND(v_, [0]) + ADJOIN(0, v_)                  

           k_ :+ 1                                                  

         Loop                                                      

           If k_ = n exit                                          

           v_ ≔ REST(k_•APPEND(v_, [0]) + ADJOIN(0, v_))            

           k_ :+ 1                                                  

         Loop                                                      

           If k_ = k                                                

              RETURN FIRST(v_)                                      

           v_ ≔ DELETE(REST(k_•APPEND(v_, [0]) + ADJOIN(0, v_)), -1)

           k_ :+ 1                                                  

    Loop                                                            

      If k_ = n exit                                                

      v_ ≔ k_•ADJOIN(0, v_) + APPEND(v_, [0])                      

      k_ :+ 1                                                      

    Loop                                                            

      If k_ = k - n exit                                            

      v_ ≔ REST(k_•ADJOIN(0, v_) + APPEND(v_, [0]))                

      k_ :+ 1                                                      

    Loop                                                            

      If k_ = k                                                    

         RETURN FIRST(v_)                                          

      v_ ≔ DELETE(REST(k_•ADJOIN(0, v_) + APPEND(v_, [0])), -1)    

      k_ :+ 1

 

 

The sound of machinery clicking and whirling to life could be heard from the othersider of the room.. It was getting closer.

 

[That binary string is ASCII for ‘tickletime’. The script is for CombinatorialFunctions written in  muLISP.]

 

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Applejacks ears perked up. She stopped her wiggling. "Dash..do you hear that?" She inquired from her companion..who had just began to start panicking. "Y..yeah..what is it?" She asked. Both of them helpless and unable to stop what might happen next.

 

Something lurched towards them on a set of rails, built from plastic, chrome and leather.

 

The machine had neither legs nor wheels and could not move beyond the confines of the chamber. A construct of decentralized anatomy and dexterous limbs ending with attachments (which in the case of malfunction would be unable to harm its subjects,) such as rotating and scrubbing brushes with soft bristles, pinwheels, and many other implements to be used on such delicate parts, to punish and exhaust its subjects: To tame them.

 

The main feature of this mechanical monstrocity is its use of Expression-Invariant 3D Face Recognition using Patched Geodesic Texture Transform software: To assess the emotional disposition of its subjects with a 78%-90% rate of accuracy.

 

In this way the machine would stop if it detects that genuine harm have befallen its captives (as it arbitrarily defines.) It distinguishes screams of ache from screams of ‘involuntary delight.’ There are so many failsafe built into it that the fact that it can run a single productive session is nothing short of a miracle, or a very lucky fluke. That of course is mere embellishment, it has been running perfectly for the past five years. Before then “Processing” was performed manually.

 

This particular model posses the visage of a tentacled monster attached to the wall and ceiling, suspended above and around its prey, who are often bound by thick leather cuffs (or as is in this case comfortably bound in silken bonds) on the table below it. Spreading out its outer extremities it sought out all places  the vulnerable place to stimulate.

 

As far as integrated intelligence is concerned, the machine is designed to operate for its only given purpose, that it pursues single-mindedly. It is unable to ‘think’ beyond the scope of its given occupation: To tickle.

 

With a licentious feel it reached out and touched them with velvety soft material clad appendages not unlike six-fingered, multi-jointed hands. Its touch glided across them gently: caressing, tracing and teasing with its touch. Focusing on its captives’ necks, chests, and bellies.

 

It was standardizing its initial intensity and attune its instrumentation.

It was observing intently to assess their responses.

 

It was then that the lights turned on and they to became privy to the aforementioned description.

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Both of the girls looked up and gave an (arguably adorable) scream of fright as they looked upon what seemed to be some sort of monster. Their heads shook as they continued screaming in fright for a duration that seemed like a good few minutes..until they both found that this monster of sorts wasn't actually attacking them. "Dashs..Dash stop." Applejack said as she took a moment to observe the lack of immediate danger.

 

"I..I think it's a machine Dash" Applejack said. She was still frightened but readily composed herself as she attempted to assess the current situation. The two six-fingered hands landed on their tummies, they both watched. Applejacks tummy was exposed due to her night gown never really being buttoned up. Rainbow Dash was protected by a thin layer of cotton. Which wasn’t really protection so much as a minor hindrance to the machine.

 

As the fingers start to glide and stroke across their tummies and chests they both squealed..in laughter. Rainbowdash letting out the first high pitched squeak and tummy-giggles. "Eeheheehe it's tickling meeeweheheehe!" She squeaked out. Applejack was too busy giggling her head off as well. Her bare tummy was tender and while it didn't tickle as much as Dash’s did, it was enough to get her bucking and wriggling.

"Eeeehehehahhaaha I know!" She replied as the two of them had to just take the cruelly cute touch of tweleve velvet clad fingers working across their chests and bellies. Applejack did let out a cute squeal as it brushed the side of her neck. Making her head shake from side to side in reflex. "Nooohohohoho!" Her smile was as bright as bright can be. The very countenance of good cheer.