>>6346524It had been a week and with Sally’s help you had created a knight frame fit for Starwind. Although really you had just provided components to Sally who had added them to a core housing that… thing.
Now all that remained was for Starwind to synchronise his mind with the frame, allowing him to fully utilise its power.
“Ready Gal?”
“All set Sally, let’s do this!”
You give a nod to the petite engineer.
“Bringing the core online… readings look good…”
In front of you the frame sat in a secure cradle within one of the test hangars. A slight twitch of its limbs was the only indication that it had become active.
“Alright, we’re initiating the neural handshake, say hello to your new friend Gal.”
“Can’t wait to meet- woah, this is a little intense.”
One of the adjutants frowns nervously at some amber readouts on their screen.
“Core activity is spiking, pilot brain waves are becoming erratic.”
“Don’t worry about it, they both need time to adjust to each other.”
“Uh… Sally, I’m not entirely sure the frame likes me,” said Galtan, voice sounding increasingly strained over the comms.
“Pilot vitals are spiking, brain activity is exceeding safe parameters.”
The frame spasmed within the cradle, limbs straining against the restraining clamps.
Your eyes narrow and you turn to the adjutant.
“Hit the emergency shutdown, something’s not right.”
“The frame isn’t responding to the shutdown command!”
An alarm started blaring, in front of you one of the frame's limbs tore free of its restraints.
“Gal! Gal! Speak to me!”
Only static over the comms.
“Core reactor output is redlining! Sir! I-I think the frame is going berserk!"
And you thought the accident with the first hotdog was bad. You got the feeling that you only had a few moments to avert a catastrophe.
>Get a Hot Dog Mk2 in here and shoot it! Put the rabid animal down.>”I want every savant to interface with the core and calm it the fuck down!”>Ask Sally to do something!>Release the restraining clamps and vent the hangar!>Write In! 