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A street-side vending machine hums gently in the neon glow of the city. The machines on this particular side-street are delightfully shady, offering lewd braindances, illicit drugs, and feedback-amped cybernetic sex toys. However, one vending machine in particular catches your eye. As you walk by a smooth black machine, the digital sign flashes in lurid pink and teal advertising:
**"Refurbished Cyberdolls! Eager to Serve!"**
The woman slotted inside the vending machine has her eyes open wide, vacant, in some sort of cyber-stasis. She's an older model servant. Refurbished. Ready to provide for your every need. The digital price tag floating on the glass says she can be yours for only 50 credits.
You insert your cred chip and press the buttons, confirming your order. **L-3 X-1**
The glass hisses as it slides open, and a large metal arm gently shoves your new cyberdoll out of the machine. She stumbles once, briefly, catching your arm. She uses two metal fingers to pull her white hair out of her eyes, and she momentarily meets your gaze, before dropping her eyes to the sidewalk.
"Hello. I'm L3X1, pronounced 'Lexi'. I'm happy to make your acquaintance. If it pleases you, I'd be happy to act as your devoted cyberdoll for however long you require my services. If it's not too forward, I shall accompany you to your home so I can demonstrate my usefulness. But first, what should I call my new Master?"
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