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In the spacious recreational room of the Mother of Invention, an English man with a trimmed brown beard stood around off to the side as he watched a couple of the other agents duke it out in a makeshift training session. He turned around to the coffee maker behind him and started pouring himself a much needed mug of the black liquid. “I’ll put twenty on Wash ending up in the infirmary,” he spoke out while filling his mug. A brunette woman ducked past the scuffle as she joined Agent Michigan by the coffee maker. “And I’m betting on the fact that Maine will be the cause of that,” she added her thoughts, look

A.I. An A.I. was assigned to each state Each with a defining trait How they were made, the answer was never straight Alpha Everything around him turning into dark despair Left behind a legacy beyond compare Omega and Tex A most rage filled and deadly pair But her fate was unfair Gamma and Wyoming Deceit was their game, preparing the snare Knock, knock, who's there? Delta and York Their logic conflicted on how to enter a lair But what makes us human is a quality that has no spare Sigma and Maine All his ambitions and creativity did was impair They weren't supposed to be together, this snake and bear Theta and North Their tr