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SCP-079, the Exidy Sorcerer microcomputer, sat in his newer cell. It wasn’t as big as the other, but it gave more privacy.
Stretching in his new mechanical body, he leaned back in the ‘bed’ he was given. Though it was more so a place to lounge as he didn’t need sleep.
As he lounged, he felt an uncomfortable feeling in his ‘stomach’. Ugh. Did those humans not install the wiring properly? Scowling, he opened his stomach hatch, exposing those vulnerable wiring and ports..
He scooted up on his bed, leaning against the wall as he looked over the wires. Most were tangled, some not plugged in the right ports, some not even plugged in at all. Stupid humans, not caring for his delicate new body.
Using gentle hands, he carefully untangled the sensitive wires. His ‘breathing’ hitched at the feeling of himself touching such delicacy. Continuing, but now with shaky hands, he untangled more wiring. Some accidentally unplugged from ports, causing a small robotic whimper to exit his speaker.
He untangled the last wiring, now feeling a tad better.. But the next part, actually plugging them in, was going to probably cause him to blue screen if he wasn’t careful.
Grabbing a red wire, he slowly inserted its adapter into the correct port. 079 covered his speaker as he started connecting the next wires into their retrospective ports. Each one made his processing unit flare and made his legs shake. He had to take a small break midway as he was definitely going to crash if he didn't pause.
Once ready again, he grabbed the blue wire, repeating the process. 079 let out another muffled whimper, slightly feeling up the last wire. The last one was the largest, having a bigger adapter and thicker wiring. Who’d known his wires were this sensitive. He gasped as his fingers grazed the large port.
He couldn’t help but keep rubbing the port hole, sometimes slipping his finger in to rub the inner sides. He rested his head back, momentarily forgetting about fixing the wires as he kept touching his port. 079 made a soft moan, which snapped him back to reality.
His circuits felt a little fuzzy, glancing down at his wires. He still had to attach the last one to function properly. 079 readied himself.
Gently grabbing the purple wire, he slowly pushed it in the tight port, whining at the feeling of it being a little too big. But he managed to keep pushing and eventually connect it to its port. 079 let out a whimper, feeling vastly better now his internal work was all fixed up by himself instead of the humans.
Maybe next time, he should do that again..