Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-29435884-20170620093406/@comment-30700719-20170623202230

Thinking quickly, I thust out my wrist and summon a thick metal wall, blocking the door. "That's gonna keep them out for all of two minutes. Now, to work..." I stuff my rucksack with the lightest, most valuable items, save for a large gem. It appears to twist endlessly, constantly changing colours. I look over at the Automaton, and a thought comes to mind. "I activate my Special Ability!" I bluntly slap the gem against the Automaton's face. Nothing happens, and I sigh in defeat. "Lookie here boys, we got ourselves a treasure vault! Open that door and beat up the poor sod inside!" Multiple objects begin to bash against the wall, and I start to panic. "Oh, no, no no..." A clicking sound comes from behind me, and I turn to the Automaton. An opening in her forehead slowly expands, and I look down at the gem. It seems to be attracted towards her. I rest my hand against her forehead and let go of the gem. It noiselessly slides into place, a perfect fit. Her eyes open, and her wounds close. "Greetings, master. Functioning at 60% efficiency. Genetic material required for registration." My eyes widened. Here I was, with an entire vault's worth of treasure and thieves knocking at the door, and she's rambling on about genetic material? "Yes! Fine! Whatever it takes to-mffffh!" She embraces me tightly and opens her mouth. Leaning in, she gently kisses me, her tongue intertwining with mine. After a few seconds, she pulls back, with a tiny smile on her face. "Genetic material received. Efficiency at 75%. Hello, master. I am here to serve." She locks lips with me again, probing around my mouth in a pleasant fashion. The door breaks open, and three men high-five each other. They turn to the vault, to see a very pissed-off Automaton holding a man tightly. "Leave now. My master wishes you to be gone." One of them raises up a hand to make a theat, but it slumps back down. He looks down at his arm, then grabs it with his left hand. "I can't feel my arm! We gotta get outta here!" The Automaton turns back to me, her magitek gun retracting into her arm. "I require a designation." I think about it for a moment, then say, "Anna. How about Anna?" She nods. "New designation updated. Further genetic material required for maximum effiency." She gently walks us over to a wall. Inserting her magitek gun into a port, she rotates it until a click can be heard. A replacement door slowly emerges from the ground, and a part of the wall recedes. It rotates ninety degrees, becoming a flat surface. We glide over to it, and she pins me down upon it. "I love you, master."