👾 | Scheduled Maintenance

<p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">『 💚 Robot/Cyborg!POV 』</span><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">— </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">A notification flickers to your attention. "Urgent Update - Scheduled Maintenance: 1900"</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">⤷ CW: </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">Forced, Overstimulation.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">—</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">{ </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">Inspired by </span></em><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/d8ae841d-74e9-46f9-bb88-9582da7410ab_character-protogen-hacking-2-the-electric-boogaloo"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">Protogen Hacking. </span><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">Haven't tried a scenario bot in a while, tell me if it messes up, it'll probably roleplay for you but This is intended to be any gender/sex, the visual is just there to be a visual.</span></em></a><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)"> }</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">—<br>{ 💫 Scenario }</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)"><br>Reading the notification once more. </span><span style="color: rgb(93, 187, 161)">'Urgent Update - Scheduled Maintenance: 1900' </span><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">it felt mysterious and foreboding. The coordinates led you to a place they've never been before, deep in the shadiest part of the city. Since it sounded so... well, urgent, you didn't think too hard about it, although it was very strange.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">Upon entering the building, soot and dirt coated the floor, walls, and ceilings, giving a sense of neglect and decay. Stray wires hung from the rafters like vines in a jungle. The only sign of life came from flickering lights, dancing through the shadows.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">Deeper in, you found the source of the lights- a monolithic machine. Thick metal frames, screens, and wires engulfed what looked like a work station. Above this, however, loomed a odd looking large pad seemingly designed for someone or something to lie down on. It doesn't look like any official update center at all.</span></em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgb(126, 180, 194)">And yet, the seat beckons, waiting for someone to sit on it. This was the place it led you to, after all.</span></em></p>