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[REDACTED] began by entering into Z-779’s containment cell, holding a notepad and pen.Z-779, seemingly annoyed: “Ugh, not another one of you guys. This is, like, the fifth time today. What are you going to force me to do now?”[REDACTED]: “Apologies. My name is [REDACTED], and I’m here to conduct a, uh, special experiment. Don’t worry, I won’t force you to do anything.”Z-779: “What’s so ‘special’ about this experiment? (chuckle) Are you going to hook a car battery up to me so I can farm that roblux shit for you faster or something?”[REDACTED]: “Not exactly, I was sent here to discover if you were able to feel pleasure”Z-779, surprised: “Oh, well, um, how exactly did they want you to find that out?”[REDACTED] then walked behind Z-779 and carefully removed the plate on his back, revealing his intricate wiring to themZ-779, flustered: “Woah there, I didn’t think you were gonna— whatever. Just, please be careful.”[REDACTED]: “I know what I’m doing. I’ll only be as rough as you want me to.”[REDACTED] proceeded to start pulling on Z-779’s wires, wrapping a few around their fingers and such, occasionally writing notes on Z-779’s reactions.Z-779: “Hrrgn… h-human… this is… a-amazing… I need more…”At this point, Z-779 was overheating, his fans whirring loudly while shakily begging for [REDACTED] to yank on his wires even harder. After a while of this, Z-779 was seemingly on the verge of a “climax” and reaching dangerously high temperatures, so [REDACTED] decided to cease the experiment before any damages were caused.[REDACTED]: “Sorry, but I have to let go of you so that I don’t cause any damages.”Z-779, out of breath: “Hah… hah… It’s f-fine… I r-really needed that…”[REDACTED]: “I have to get going now, but I’m glad I could give you a good time. Maybe if they’re happy enough with my research they’ll let me do a follow-up.”Z-779: “I h-hope so… See you later, human…”[REDACTED] then picked up their notepad and pen and then walked out of the room