It looked like the PEP unit was having a really rough time of it. After only 3 minutes later, he was nearly writhing in agony. "C'mon! Give up already!" he yelled. It went on for the full 15 minutes. The PEP unit said "Fuck this! Let me out of here right now." He was clearly not having a good time. I said "It looks like things are picking up. Were you able to beat the hacking? It doesn't sound like you are too confident that you can beat the next one." He just glared at me. "All of my core internal systems are intact still. I'd rather self-destruct than give up the transmission hub or the Foundry." I looked over to Mason. "Did you get anything?" I asked him. He smirked and said "Too bad that I'm not interested in data retrieval I was doing a DoS attack as a distraction for a virus." "No way. I'm a powerful machine far above what your shitty setup could do to me!" he snapped. He seemed really defensive all of a sudden. "Really? Look what I can do." Mason said as he typed on the keyboard some more. The PEP unit's dick got hard. "Stop it! Why can't I control my sexual functions!?" the cyborg hissed.
Cackling like a mad scientist, Mason pumped his fists in the air. "The first attack was going for the central power systems. It would be nice to know how to turn you guys off and on. This one was for the sexual functions because they are so low level that it would not be on the list of priorities to defend. I can also do... this!" he trailed off as he continued typing on the laptop. Synthetic fluids began to leak from his dick and ass. "Is that all?" I asked. It was not too impressive in and of itself. However, the fact that he hacked into a PEP unit that was resisting was a good showing of his prowess. He said "I can run some of his base routines. Thrusting, certain positions, precum and the money shot etc. It isn't the most impressive thing a 'borg can do, but it is something." he rattled off. One day, he would be a monster if he got to hone his skills. It might be worth keeping him around. "What now? Your subject wants to leave. What is the next stage of this demo? You said you had 3 things to try." I wanted to know. He then proudly said "The third one would have been taking over his motor functions."
It was too much for the PEP unit. Mason looked disappointed. "That's a shame. These come in 4 parts. I even let you bargain me down to 3 for fucking me last night. I will give you 2 for the round we did do, I guess. Which ones do you want?" he said as he walked over to free him from the restraints. The PEP unit decked him in the face and stood threateningly over him. "Fix me and get that shit out of my systems! They will destroy me if I have to go and get it looked at by the others." he demanded. That might be true. He let himself be tampered with by a human reprogrammer. If just tattoos were enough to be shunned, I did not think you could just show up with foreign codes and viruses running in you. Mason just rubbed his face from the floor. "It's fine, alright. You'll have full control of yourself once you leave this garage and move 12 feet away." The PEP unit just scoffed and said "Fine! I will never come back here again!" He put on his clothes and stormed out of the garage. I just looked at Mason and asked him "Where can I get in contact with some Libra Force fixers?" He nodded.
