Curiousity

Curiosilus had just finished recharging as the book was houndrd upon by her swarm of Servo Skulls.

Curiosilus lived in a "smaller" lab in the Forgeworld, one of geography and steel, with walls of sandstone and windows and shutters which led out to a view of rust, brass, and machinations.

The lab itself having small wires,plugs, machines humming in holy unison seeping through small cracks and crevices, a stream of code and verses reciting itself in deep gurgling voices on screens all around the room, numerous sattelite dishes and antennas upon the roof, a recharging station in the corner.

Curisolius exited her rechaeging station, her body laid bare before the room, her pale skin sweaty and her breasts firm, the Servo Skulls stopped hounding and analyzing the forbidden book.

"command: fetch robes" said Curisolius in a robotic voice.

The servo skulls whirred, racing through the room to fetch Curisolius' robes. Curisolius began to put on her robes, the fine heavy cloth covering her breasts and long sleeves her arms, the hood covering her silvery hair.

It was then that Curisolius had seen the forbidden book before her, "Analysis Report" she commanded.

"Analysis deems object to be heretical, recommended action: confiscation or destruction" reported the Servo skull.

Curisolius picked the book up with one of her long tendrils, her cybernetic eyes skimming through the contents as she flipped through it, things such as the invention of A.I, creation of horrible artificial life, syntheticism, among other heretical acts.

Curisolius had finished reading, both amazed and frightened by the numerous debaucheries and degeneracies of machinery present within the book, easily disgusted and filled with the desire to burn it with holy fire.....

But the chaos gods are a tricky sort, and to resist it is a hard skill.. and the will of chaos had seeded itself far into Curisolius...

"Sister Curisolius, it is advised that you deposit object to Fabricator General." Said the Servo Skull.

"Assesment review: others will hoard technoligy within, confiscation is unadvised.." replied Curisolius.

"_Statement = heretical, reaction: must report to authoritie_s" said the Servo Skull as it began to try to buzz away.

Crack

The Servo Skull began to whirr, it's eyes began to power down as the tendril exited itself from it's chassis.

"Command: override, all servo skulls shut down" said Curisolius.

"Negative: destruction of servo skull is considered heretical off-"

Crack! Crack ! Crack!

One by one Curisolius began to pierce her Servo Skulls, wach trying to buzz away yet failing instantly.

"Assesment: destruction of servo skulls = negative effects... object: book will have answers.." said Curisolius as she picked up the forbidden book, jumping to several chapters on bionics.