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Pin-up: Maya Boscht - Part 5
🕑 Added 2022-01-30 15:27:11 +0000 UTCBy now, the hard alien liquid has fully encased Maya. The vaguely humanoid statue now lay in a silvery sludge on the station floor, a converging point of a mass of cables and wires.
The cables twists and turns as they churned into her gut, reforming into new limbs as power and data flowed non-stop into the new being. Like the birth of Frankenstein’s monster, the energy reached a critical peak, and a reformed Maya burst forth from the metallic cocoon.
Not a shred of humanity remained in the new Maya, her human cells fully replaced by the alien technorganic material. She stood up gracefully, supported by large metallic tentacles that grew from her back and hips. She retained most of her humanoid form, as the alien liquid had considered it useful for their next task, and had it enhanced accordingly.
Maya was proud of her curvaceous body, and the alien liquid had further sculpted it into perfection, smoothing away any imperfections, lifting any sag, no longer constrained by the limits of human flesh. Her metal skin shone with deceptive softness, but they were harder than steel, and would only yield if she wills it. Her face, however, is now a metallic mask, devoid of any openings save for a single, glowing red eye. A cascade of flowing silver mimics her previous hairstyle, the mercurial liquid endlessly flowing from her scalp back into her body, a flowing heat sink.
The personality known as “Maya” is now an insignificant portion of the alien AI matrix, retained only to test out simulations of human behaviour. The alien took merely a few minutes to assess the vast amounts of data it had downloaded, and spent the next several formulating various strategies against this new species it had assimilated.
It’s brief contemplation was interrupted by loud banging against the station’s sealed door. Someone outside was concerned with Maya, and the sudden energy and data surge that nearly crippled the station’s infrastructure.
Selecting strategy no. 728E291G, the alien glided towards the door, it’s tentacles stretching out eagerly. Time to gain another drone.
