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Persona Awakening: Serial Designation N Murder Drones Target Designated Warning: Morality contradiction detected. Retry?>Yes No ERROR “No!” N gripped the machine gun that had formed from his arm. "Nononono!" He tried to force it change, or at least move away from its target. Another message scrolled across his eye screen. Decision error detected. Retry? ERROR "This isn't what I want!" He cried. But N had to. It was his function, his orders, his programming. Bring up Asimov_Law-ERROR Ignoring the text zooming past his vision, N tried to think. There had to be something he could do, a loophole he could use, any excuse, no matter how convoluted. Something to get out of obeying. Searching for: "Excuse/exception" ERROR 404 Execute Command? Yes >No ERROR Execute Command? Yes >No ERROR ERROR There was nothing. He couldn’t stop. All N could do… was obey… “Then disobey.” Unknown Variable Detected ERROR The text flashed across both his eyes as N looked

My Heroes in a Halfshell Academia Chapter 6 Day 1 Raphael tapped his fingers, impatiently waiting for the next class to start. He was still not sure if being put in class 1-B was a snub of some kind, that tiny principal always kept the same cheery tone when talking to them. And even after the crash course in Japanese, Raph was still having trouble understanding every word spoken to him. Not that he had much intention of being chummy with the locals at this point. What did the young turtle even have in common with any of them anyway? “Excuse me? You from America?” With a jolt, Raph opened his eyes and saw one of the girls of the class, the one that looked kind like a horse with horns, was looking at him expectantly. ‘Great, an extrovert.’ He suppressed a sigh and called on his still limited Japanese vocabulary. “That’s right.” The girl’s eyes lit up. “Ohh! That’s great! Imagine my luck! Another transfer student from the US!” She said in

Through His Stomach Naruto hypnosis commission “So can you do it?” “Konoha is a secure place. That’s a lot of security to get past.” “But can you do it?” “Not for cheap.” “Money is no object. Just bring me Naruto Uzumaki! Alive and intact!” “So be it.” ___ A week later… “Oh boy! A ramen festival!” Naruto grinned eagerly at the flier he’d found in his mailbox. The quality of the poster was a little shoddy, but the directions to the festival were quite detailed. “Kind of weird that they put it so far out of the way though.” The directions lead Naruto deep into the mountains outside of Konoha, at least a day’s walk for a normal person. “Just a little jaunt for me though.” He chuckled at that word. “Jaunt.” Pervy Sage would be so proud of him for expanding his vocab. Still, it seemed weird that he wasn’t running into anyone else on the way there. “Did I get the date wrong?” Then he noticed the smell in the air. It was definitely the scent of

Electric Entertainer Porygon Pokemon Ashley TF Story Porygon-Z was just trying to live his best life. At least the best one could live as a sentient program that had been blacklisted across the multiverse. And for something that wasn’t even his fault! Or his species fault! It was that darn yellow rat, but no one wanted to blame the mascot! Still, it had literally been decades since THAT incident, and Porygon had scarcely appeared in any sort of prominence in any of the vast worlds that made up the Pokemon Multiverse. (Except that one with the weird seasons and the whale, but he wasn’t sure if people had even heard of that one.) Porygon-Z found it tough to get by some days, but he did his best and that was all he could ask of himself. He decided to spend this day lazing about through local cyberspaces, hopping from computers to cellphones to the occasional billboard. People didn’t expect a random Pokemon to float across their screens, so a few got a harmless

My Dress Up Champion Pokemon CD Bounty “Ash! Let’s play! “Let’s play! Ash!” Ash chuckled, already tired from a whole day of playing with the twins. “And people think I have a lot of energy.” He said, Harper and Sarah tugging his arms back and forth. Lana and her mother had needed to go island hopping today for shopping, and Ash had the bright idea to offer to babysit for them. Not that the twins were bad or tough to take care of, they just kept going and going. At least he had the forethought to leave Pikachu behind so no one got zapped. “All right, but pick out something simple. Lana and your mom will be back soon.” The girls “hmm”ed in unison before running off and coming back with arms full of clothes. “Let’s play dress up!” “So many pretty clothes!” Ash laughed. “All right, but some of these look a little big for you.” The dresses seemed to have been grabbed from Lana’s closet, maybe even their mother’s from how big a few were. “Be careful not to

A Foxy Rabbit’s Song Naruto Sexy Jutsu fic "There's the target, Sky Urufu, sitting in the front row." Hinata confirmed from backstage with her Byakugan. "The Intel is in his pocket too." Sakura rubbed her hands together in anticipation. "Perfect! Now we just have to figure out how to get it." The medical ninja stroked her chin in thought. "How did we know Sky Urufu was going to be here anyway?" Here being the largest cabaret club in the region. Hinata coughed awkwardly. "Well, uh, Naruto... sent him an invitation." "WHAT?! But this is one of the most exclusive places on the continent!" Sakura's jaw dropped. "How did he get an invite just for a mission?" "He said he dropped Jiraiya's name and they were happy to help." Sakura sighed. "Of course that perverted old man would have an account here." Another thought occurred to her. "Wait. Who's paying for the invite?" "The manager said something about some kind of deal?" "Deal?" With a growl, Sakura rubbed her

The Talos Doctrine Episode 3: The Quiet Before a Storm The clock seemed to click slower than usual as the class waited for the bell to ring. An awkward silence filled the air, no one willing to start a conversation at this point. It was one of those annoying moments where the work for the day was finished but it was too early to be let out. So they waited. ‘I have sat through executions with less tension than this.’ Cassie Ariti mentally noted, maintaining a professional smile. In her homeland, any classroom not working would probably be a mess of chitchat and activity. ‘These Japanese certainly are… formal.’ Perhaps she was just used to the women in her family being noisy hens? Professor Ariti suppressed a sigh and looked down at her notes. Lining her curriculum up with the previous teacher’s hadn’t been too hard. (There had hardly been one.) Things had smoothed out nicely. Maybe too smooth. It had been a week since Medea’s harpies had kidnapped every woman