1. 'Otto Penelope' #TI2057Z97 AKA: Hecate/One-eye -SamathaSparks
2. 'Rose Allen' #WK246081A AKA: Psycho -The SketchQueen
3. 'Riley Stark' #AS772683X AKA: Ghost -Elysian
4. 'Dr. Miles Rivera' #D15C23O18 AKA: Sawbones -Billy Mays
5. 'Ian Blackwood' #Z93P75Q06 AKA: Marine -SoulMuse
6. 'Vera Noire #SW016573Z AKA: Siren -NurseRiG
Yatoi Matamoso: 27. He was the programmer who made the break through. He is responsible for the group that hid the robots. He is currently in federal custody for questioning.
President Sanchez: 49. The first Hispanic President. He currently sides with the military's point of view, influencing the public masses as well.
Branson Richards: 37. He was a celebrity among the American People; using his riches to both benefit and entertain. No one knows how deep his involvement with the military side of the project is, but they suspect he knew what was going on the whole time. He is currently missing.
General Swatoch: 45. A respected general, he is the advisor in charge of the PINOCCHIO project. He feels that these weapons will turn the tide of battle in the favor of the U.S.
Father Gabriel: 59. The leader of the religious against machines (RAM) group, he continually preaches on how the robots are abominations, and that they need to be destroyed.
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"General, the suspect is waiting for you."
"Good, keep him waiting." The general responded. Jeremiah Swatoch was getting too old for this mess, anyhow. He looked at the holographic screen in front of him. The screen was showing pictures of New York, New York, 2028. It was such a peaceful city. Nothing exciting ever really happened here, he decided. It just continued on in its dabble every day. But Jeremiah knew. Even if the suspect wouldn't admit it, he knew the truth. Those damn robots were out there. He couldn't explain why. No-one had seen them. Nobody reported random attacks from strange humans. It didn't matter. Jeremiah knew.
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"My Fellow Americans..."
The President was making his first official address to the public about the PINOCCHIO Projects dismemberment. If any citizens really thought the project was going to continue publicly, they were imbeciles anyways. But without Matamoso on the team, they weren't getting anywhere. They could upgrade the robots all they wanted, but they would never actually act human.
Robots. He liked drones much better, anyways. There were two visible in the Oval office, next to the main doors. He knew there were also six more deploy-able from hidden compartments in the walls. There was no need to make them look human, these drones did as they were programmed, and that was all they needed. Robots weren't people.
Not to mention all that money they wasted. The country was in a debt crisis, only comparable to the one that ended in 2014. Now he was to blame for the wasted money that went into the PINOCCHIO Project. Typical Americans.
He continued with his speech on camera. Then, he got to the part he was afraid to say. He didn't want to know how the citizens of this fair planet would react to the news, but he had started, there was no stopping now.
"...And now, I must give you the most grave news of all. The Androids, known to you all as PINOCCHIOs, are missing. Now, there is no need to cause alarm. Our think-tanks report that they are out there, among the people. However, even though they were intended to be used as weapons, for that is what they were developed as, they currently only believe themselves to be humans. They will not cause anyone harm, and we believe that their capture will be a swift and easy one.
So I remind you, pull over for any emergency response vehicle with sirens, follow direction from action team crews, and listen to alerts sent to your techmobiles. We will continue diligently until these robots" his tone of voice filled with disgust at the word "are brought back to the United States Government, and can be used as they were designed for."
The President continued for a while longer before signing off. As soon as the camera powered off, the robot wheeled it away. The President started rubbing his temples, as his aids came up to him congratulating him on his speech, but they were just giving lip service. That was all anyone did anymore...