"Welcome home!" Chloe-0, the one with the {Slutty Turret-Defense-System} doctrina wafer installed, greeted us with a bright smile. Her own Mars-red dress hugging the blonde's perfect hourglass figure as she sauntered over.
"Good to see you, sis!" Chloe-1, the one with the {Slutty Adjutant} doctrina wafer installed, hugged Chloe-0.
"We got you a souvenir!" Chloe-2, the {Slutty Fighter Pilot}, gave Chloe-0 a hug as well.
"It's a t-shirt!" Chloe-3, the {Slutty Observation-Technician}, was the one to actually hand the shirt to Chloe-0 who held up the black t-shirt to read the bold yellow text on it.
'I 3 CINCINNATI.'
"Oh, that's sweet of you!" Chloe-0 gushed with a bright smile- holding the shirt to her busty chest, "It must have been a nice trip!"
"It was!" Chloe-1 enthused with just as bright of a smile- excitedly holding onto her sister's hands, "The countryside was gorgeous from above!"
It was like seeing four internet chat-bots conversing with each other, and that was closer to the truth than most realised. None of the Chloes were sentient- I checked very thoroughly. I even tried to use my {S.T.I.C.C.} on them to no effect, because at the end of the day, they're just onaholes with mechanical limbs hooked up to a very complex spreadsheet that outlined their behaviours just like chat-bots.
"Would you like some enthusiastic homecoming vaginal sex, master?" Chloe-0's propositioned while batting her eye lashes.
"Later." I gently pushed her out of my way. "We're just about to be assaulted again."
And at those words, Chloe-0's smiled immediately curdled into a hateful glower- her blue eyes unfocused.
" Performing Rite of Activation for Multi-Las turrets. " Her compressed voice screeched in Binharic Cant.
"Stand down. I didn't mean a physical assault in the manufactorum." I sighed- connecting my red-robed frame on my cogitator-throne. "I meant that everyone and their grandmother will be wanting to speak to me after that show with the Knight in Ohio. But stay vigilant, Chloe-0."
I nodded at Chloe-1.
"Monitor the comms, tell them that I'll be taking calls in three minutes."
"Yes, master." the blonde gynoid affirmed before going stock still and reciting a brief litany- connecting to the Data-Tethers, and immediately reported back in Binharic, " Comm lines already at 93.2% to max capacity, Master! Our data-tethers are being tasked to capacity! "
"I see, you'll need your sister's help then. Chloe-2 and Chloe-3, come over here." I gestured with a bionic hand to the other two Chloes standing beside her, "You'll need to have {Slutty Adjutant} doctrina wafers installed like Chloe-1 does if you are to help her effectively."
The two Chloes obeyed and as soon as they entered arm's reach, their thin doctrina wafers slid out of their upper chests- allowing me to carefully pluck them out with a hasty Litany of Disconnecting and reprogramming them to be {Slutty Adjutants} just like Chloe-1. And just like their sister, they immediately went stock still as they too connected to the Data-Tethers. Of course, it was well within my ability to do the same- to accelerate my thinking to be able to speak to hundreds of people at the same time, however… I'd prefer to have a buffer of Chloes between me and potential Master, Thinker, Stranger effects. At least from here, I can easily purge them of scrapcode should a malign influence decide to attack them. But just in case…
My red optics met the bionic eyes of my gynoids.
"Servitors, reinforce the Chloes with the Benedictions of the Omnissiah." I commanded, and immediately a few servitors surrounded the Chloes and began swinging their censers of sacred incense and chanting canticles as I drew a hexagrammic ward on the ground they stood on.
"Thank you for caring, master." The three Chloe's chorused as I returned to my throne.
"Alright, ladies." I spoke to them, "We faced off Behemoth, we can certainly face off a mob of people coming to loudly whine at me about their problems."
"Yes, master!" The Chloes giggled- pretty pink lips curled in mirthful smiles.
"Let's begin!" I clapped with glee- a metallic clanging sound ringing through the air. And as one, the three Chloes simultaneously greeted their respective callers.
"Mechanicus Headquarters. This is Chloe, how may I help you?"
"Master, the American Toy Manufacturers Association is responding to your offer, they have declined."
"Then how about another one?" I coolly proposed, "Tell them that the first truckload of Christmas-themed Fate Impact figurines is all ready to be shipped. They can either accept my generous offer to buy them out. Or they can hope that their Christmas Armsmaster toy line will somehow perform better than my Santa Saber Alter poseable figurines."
"One moment, master…" Chloe responded as she vocalised her response directly in the call before smiling back at me. "Congratulations, master. You are now majority owner/chairman of the American Toy Manufacturers Association."
"Excellent!" I nodded approvingly, "Instruct them to divert resources from the Armsmaster line and allocate them to supplement more Fate Impact merchandise."
"Master, the ATMA expresses their concern that this may upset Armsmaster." Chloe replied, and I nodded reassuringly.
"I'm sure Fate Impact fans everywhere will salute Meatmaster for his noble sacrifice to make their figurines more affordable… Do it."
"Master, the local supervillain Coil is on the line. He is willing to waive the $8 million payables owed to him from our purchase of Dragon's suit on the condition that you supply him with a Chloe gynoid of his design."
"Unlikely." I scoffed, "I'm not about to hand out one of my most prized technologies for a mere $8 million dollars, but let me entertain the idea for a second: Ask him what his design is."
I already knew of course. I had previously hexed his entire base after all, but even if I hadn't, I still would have known as much. Thanks to C4D and Fate Impact, I practically knew who everyone's waifus were, as well as their daily schedules, private data, porn preferences and sometimes even browser history. All because no one reads the privacy policy or the Terms and Agreements. Earth-Bet wasn't like that other grim dark alternate earth where stuff like this was widespread. Those poor bastards.